Coping Skills

Ah May, that sweet month filled with promise.  How did I get so far behind.  There has been some stress as the cards will tell, but I am posting them all for those of you who only find me here, away from the paranoia and publicity of  the dreaded frenzy that is  Face Book.  
Lets talk about this....

Contrary to popular belief, one can not "Take it back".  There are many things that cannot be undone, it is important to consider them prior to spilling your reaction all over the carpet. A strong re-action may indeed leave a permanent stain...or in some cases, a watermark, visible only when held to the light.    My sage advice is to understand that no matter how clearly you think you expressed yourself, those on the receiving end have a different set of filters that have the potential to distort in more ways that a carnival mirror.  

 Lets Chew on this...

For whatever reason, I do indeed feel that cookies are the building blocks to decision making.  They say nothing, they do nothing, they fix nothing, but I like to think of them as sweet munitions.

 

And no one is there to hear it

Ahhhhh, the proverbial "Last Word".  In my family it is fought for and valued beyond gold.  What a myth. It doesn't exist, the battle always continues.
I can argue for weeks without saying a word.  

About Face

Oh Lord, don't even get me started.  Do you have any idea how hard my face works?  How many tiny muscles and impulses run across that flesh canvas at any given moment.

Nostrills flare and twitch, pupils widen or narrow, lips tremble, vessels and capillaries expand.

I like to imagine that I am in control, but I know better. 

Okay then, that's about it for the month of May, I apologize to the faithful who continue to check the page.  Thank you for always checkin' out the "Book of Lurlene".

May

I am blessed to have a soft bed, a window fan, feather pillows and clean sheets. 

I am blessed to be at peace with the day, most of the past, and to live with anticipation of what joys tomorrow may bring. 

I sleep between a good man and an old cat, both of whom give me tremendous joy.

Almost all of my dreams are sweet, the rest...I simply forget.

Thank you Lord for the many blessings you bestow. 
 
Amen

 

They say it their way....

Resilience has been shown to be more than just the capacity of individuals to cope well under adversity.^{[citation needed]} Resilience is better understood as the opportunity and capacity of individuals to navigate their way to psychological, social, cultural and physical resources that may sustain their well-being, and their opportunity and capacity individually and collectively to negotiate for these resources to be provided and experienced in culturally meaningful ways.<sup>[34]

I say it mine.</sup>

Your prescription will be ready in about 7 minutes...

It was the kind of day that only eating could fix
A greasy day...cheesy day....a spicy day. 
A day I had to visit the Food Pharmacy

"Carb craving is part of daily life," says Judith Wurtman, PhD, a former scientist at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology and co-author of The Serotonin Power Diet. She and her husband, MIT professor Richard J. Wurtman, have long researched carbohydrates and their link to mood and depression.

The Wurtmans published a landmark article about carbs and depression in Scientific American in 1989. They are convinced that the carbohydrate craving is related to decreases in the feel-good hormone serotonin, which is marked by a decline in mood and concentration. 

And the prescription refill can be ready in about 7 minutes.

You can lead them to fun...but you can't make them happy

I'm up at 3:00ish, after feeding the furball and I stumble across a comment VerDell made in response to something about Making Childhood Magical, I didn't read the article, but her comment knocked me out. If you know me, then you know, anything you say...or in this case write...is up for grabs in my book. So, thanks Nancy Daniel Vest for the sweet inspiration...you have always been the best teacher, in the classroom and out!

The Long Way

I have always been afraid of getting lost, one might find that hard to believe about me, but I like the well beaten path, the predictable route. 

I believe in having a plan, sometimes that is the only way I can get from point A to point B, given the frenzied brain syndrome I have battled all my life.  I believe in the old "one step at a time" advice for gittin' there.  My maps have served me well.

So....how did I end up here?

Here's what I think.  You can take all the detours you can find, but if there is a life lesson you need to experience,  it will find you.

It will amaze you...it will teach you...and you will grow. 
Thank you Miss Universe for draggin' me down the side roads and gettin' me back on the discovery trail. 

Focus Pocus - Poof Be gone

I am easily distracted...and lately, that seems to be a good thing.  I think if I actually sat down and thought about all that's goin' on, I'd be plum crazy.  

For me, solutions are nothin' but glorified "quick fixes" that seem to magically appear when I need one.
 
Until then, what you see is all smoke and mirrors.