Yesterday, while contemplating my weekend MIA mode, which caused my to-do list to remain untouched, I set out to get something done. The wheels in my head were spinning out of control - feeling the shame of my Type A personality, strangling my ability to think straight. I've got so much to do, where or… Continue reading Shred your thoughts and you’ll fill a box
Author: Shelley
Letting my quirk out one post at a time.
How I survived a bit of nothingness
It feels great to take a break from feeling the need to accomplish something - other than enjoying walks in the park. Two days in a row. I just had to go back to Irvine Park to see the bears! People say nothing is impossible, but I do nothing every day. - Winnie the Pooh… Continue reading How I survived a bit of nothingness
A quaint park powered by donations
When Spring's warm sunshine brightens the day, birds sing, and people like me with a camera in hand, head out to play. For the WHOLE day. At a quaint spot called Irvine Park. It wasn't a day to stay inside. I didn't even ride my bike like I had planned. But, I still got out… Continue reading A quaint park powered by donations
How My 645th Post Inspired Me
You'd think blog post ideas would just fall out of the clear blue sky so easily for me by the time I'm writing this my 645th post. My brain and my world are waking up slowly this morning. Happens to me, especially when I hang out with dear friends, late into the night. Mornings like… Continue reading How My 645th Post Inspired Me
My six-month gig as a plastic surgeon
Today I would've been sitting in the plastic surgeon's office. Having a simple surgery on my face. But, nope, I canceled the appointment. Why did I do that you ask? Well...that's a funny story, kind of gross, really gross, so if you're so inclined to like that kind of stuff, stick around while I share… Continue reading My six-month gig as a plastic surgeon
Evaluating self-made madness of an empty nest
As an empty nester mom, I often sit, looking at the wild yonder of our yard, and wonder if I'm doing the right thing. Right by myself, being patient and letting my life, as it has changed, or evolved, take over and guide me onto the next stages, or if I've gone mad and am… Continue reading Evaluating self-made madness of an empty nest