Tag Archives: frustration

Irascible Me

My 30day yoga membership expired today. That might explain my wondering: Why do so many women react so weirdly to my not-working choice? Spare me the horror and the defensiveness. How the heck does one perform a breast self-examination without … Continue reading

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Hey. You. Get Offa My Blog.

I truly hope to reach my golden years. And if I do, I sure hope I don’t find that I have alienated myself from every one of my children. And if I have, I really hope that none of my … Continue reading

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Blendered. Again.

School started this morning. Lucy and Bayla were thrilled. Mark was melancholy. And I was chopped, tossed and tongue-tied by the schoolyard full of parents. Stepping into that sea of smiling excitement knocked me flat. I can’t think. I can’t … Continue reading

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Am I Touching Something?

“You can keep them bottled up, but they will come out, Michael. Sometimes in the most unexpected… Hey, where the @!*# are my hard-boiled eggs?!“ – Tobias Fünke. Good Grief! Arrested Development 2004. My life is brimming with beautiful people. … Continue reading

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Backtalk and Fighting and Glares. Oh My.

They sure looked innocent back then. Actually, they still look pretty innocent. I’m sure being trapped on a train with them for six days will improve things for all of us. Wait a minute…

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Happiness Is…

Second, and third, and nth chances. Yesterday, was frustration. I guess I should say, I let myself be frustrated. One small effect, and propagating cause, was the absolute blackening of this pot. Followed by my many frantic, frustrated, fruitless attempts … Continue reading

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Please. Spare Me the Cancer-Spam

It is inching towards midnight, one million degrees and humid. We are without air conditioning. Our girls are squirrely and none of us are able to sleep. So, a cranky post in response to some all-too-frequent insensitive cancer-spam. Hi Andrea, … Continue reading

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Encore

A rallying cry from the reluctant hero of Zorgamazoo: Now, sometimes you lose and sometimes you win, but my Pop always told me: You never give in! And if he were here now, I know what he’d say: Morty, my son, … Continue reading

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March Forth

I’ve been in a weird place, lately. Somewhere where I don’t know where I am. I’ve fallen off my anti-cancer wagons. And then beaten myself up, accordingly. I’ve slipped into my pre-c self-loathing. And then beaten myself up, accordingly. I’ve … Continue reading

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Medicinal Deceit

Three weeks ago today, Mark lost his job. It was no laughing matter. But, thanks to a whack of relevant AD quotes, we laughed a lot that day. Often, it’s not what happens so much as how we frame it. This weekend, I … Continue reading

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This Blog is My Pensieve*

I’ve known narrative therapy was a powerful part of my process. The bliss of boiling ambient annoyances down to their post-sized bones. The giggly thrill of a perfect AD quote. The satisfaction of a finished work. But, lately, I’ve realized … Continue reading

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Happiness Is…

Hoop…. instead of Poop. Today was a rough day. Huge thanks to hooping (and Sophie) for the hour-long escape from care. And to Lucy for joining me.

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This Poo Shall Pass

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You Have High Self-Esteem, Right?

My weaknesses, my wrinkles, my weight, waste and wussiness. My inner-critic’s bounced right back to full-time abuse. It’s powerful. It’s persistent. But it’s no match for my gratitude. Those bullying thoughts bombard me. As they always have. But I bash … Continue reading

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Personal Drainer

Whatever else anything is, it ought to begin by being personal. — Kathleen Kelly, You’ve Got Mail Let me ask you something. Is this a business decision, or is it personal? ‘Cause if it’s business I’ll go away happily. But … Continue reading

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