I had some of the snarkiest content ready for this week when I decided I didn’t want to add to the spectacle. If you haven’t yet figured out Washington is now full of parasitic nutcases, nothing I can say is going to change that clearly wrong thinking you are holding on to.
Instead, I am going to heed my own advice and make me happy. It was in a ROAMcare post from last fall when we wrote, “The most positive thing you can do to offer happiness to someone is to be happy for yourself and to be happy with yourself.” It is in that spirit that I offer you that which made me happy last week and maybe you will gain a smile from it too.
You know that two weeks ago I had surgery on my arm and for a couple days, if I wanted my arm to go anywhere with me it came along in a wheelbarrow because like a newborn, it had to be carried everywhere it went. I am happy to say since early last week I have regained all movement and flexibility in that appendage. I may never be able to throw a curve ball again but I never could anyway so there’s that. I still am limited to lifting nothing heavier than a small hard bound novella but I expect by next month I should be able to tote around a Stephen King novel.
I was at a meeting Thursday and as we standing about and talking someone asked now that spring is coming, if we were plants or flowers, what we do to prepare ourselves for the new season. I didn’t even have to think about it. If I was a plant, I’d tear myself up from the roots, toss me in the compost pile, mix me around a little, and take another shot at things. I think everybody probably could stand to have a little overly dramatic self-rejuvenation project and come out the better for it.
Yesterday I made a fabulous breakfast for my weekly Sunday ‘meal of any kind’ with the daughter. Little breakfast slider sandwiches with eggs, bacon, sausage, cheese, onions, bell pepper, spiced with chili powder, smoked paprika, and (hold on now) cinnamon and baked together in sweet Hawaiian rolls. Did I mention they were delicious.
It’s been two weeks since Jingle went to doggie heaven. Two days ago, we were introduced to a new member of the family. Daughter said his spirit said it was the right dog who came along at the right time. Meet Gabby.
In last week’s ROAMcare Uplift post we wrote about the power of positive thought. I think this worked out pretty well.
Have a great week. We’ll talk again soon.
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Hello, Gabby! And I’m happy to hear you’re feeling better. 🥰
I chuckled about your wheelbarrow reference and the giggle about gardening and composting oneself to start over. Silly one, aren’t you? 🥰
Self-composting could be the next self-help trend. Imagine the motivational speeches titled Seven Habits of Effective Gardeners. I may have found my new calling!
Oh my…more giggles. This falls into the category of dark, dark humor. No more references to self-composting!
But please do DO an update to Stephen Covey’s finest…I’d like a refresh of those habits with a little ‘Michael flair’. 🥰
I think I can dig up some effective habits for future publication
Yay!!! I’ll be waiting…
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I’m grateful you’re feeling better and that your arm has the energy to heft a small novella. And Gabby looks quite a bit like Jingle, yes? And as far as gardening–have you ever considered yourself a gardener of the soul with how you love and treat people? Like a gardener who knows what fertilizer to use and how much sun and water, you bring heart nutrients with your posts. Laughter, thoughtfulness, hope. Just a thought.
I don’t know that I think of myself as a gardener of the soul. I’m flattered by the description. You know, there is a ROAM care post we did must have been almost 3 years again. Cultivating Greatness. We said like is like a growing a garden, there are some resources you can’t control like sun and temperature, some you can help along like improving soil, and others that you are responsible for like how much water to give. I wonder if I subconsciously channeled that thought into my conversation last week.
And he’s, there seems to be a bit of Jingle in Gabby
I think you’re more of a gardener of souls than you realize. Honestly.
Thank you 😊
Gabby looks like a good doggo. I’m glad she’s going to be in your life. Your breakfast sandwiches sound delicious. I’m now thinking about how long it’s been since I had Hawaiian rolls.
It seems like Gabby is going to be a nice companion for the daughter and a welcome visitor here.
I go through spurts with Hawaiian rolls. I like that little bit of unexpected sweetness. Haha—Would that be but how others describe meeting me!
Oh my goodness – does Gabby have the same eyes as Jingle? Amazing!
Love your perspective, “I think everybody probably could stand to have a little overly dramatic self-rejuvenation project and come out the better for it.” I’m in!
Have a great week, Michael!
Thank you, thank you, and thank you!
Those eyes are perfect. As Wynne said-
Oh definitely. Her best feature!