Oh When The Saints!

Today was Superbowl Day and man was it exciting! At first, I thought my team, the Saints, were going to fail miserably. I admit, I ended up picking up my copy of Percy Jackson and the Olympians right before half-time. I was so nervous and I didn't want to watch, but after that amazing interception and touchdown, I was on the edge of the couch!

Congratulations, New Orleans Saints! Well deserved and well played after half-time.  I was responsible for bringing dessert, so I found this neat cake at Target, which was delicious, by the way. A neat day, overall.

Work on Saturday

Usually, I can wake up late on Saturdays and enjoy a slow, calm weekend. However, today, it was time for work. I woke up at 8 AM and went to a session where I learned some interesting stuff. Yes, I'm being vague. Anyway, it was a good day, but by 3pm, I was excited to go home.

That's about it. I have no insight for today. Just proof of my day. Have a good Saturday!

ps. Uh.. yeah, a cell phone... I plead the fifth! : )

Yay!

After a long, LONG, week, I got treated to a box of wings from my beloved husband. Yeah, I have work on a Saturday and yeah, I have a lot of papers a head of me, and yeah, I have 4 more weeks 'til doomsday, but tonight, I'm enjoying my reward for hanging in there and being a good girl!

Hmm...

The past few days have been so stressful, food is the last thing on my mind. I haven't had lunch and today, I simply came home and fell asleep. I barely had a bowl of cereal at 11:30. I'm glad tomorrow's Friday, but I won't have any rest this weekend.

So today's pic. Hmm, yeah. Fridge.

Whoooo?

Stress makes one do funny things. For example, for the past few days, I've been taking my Hoot Hoot to work with me. I place it on my desk and I touch it once in a while for comfort. It's been a crazy week so far, but I have to admit, it's been fun seeing things work out. Any-hoo (heehee), here's Hoot Hoot! My comfort for the month!

Alone

During the day, this plaza is filled with voices and friends and young bodies mingling with each other. I once mingled in this plaza back in the day. I had friends that I could go to everyday and people that would hear my opinions. Did they care? Probably not, but it was the thought that counted.

Over the years, I've gained and lost friends. Some of it was my fault. Some of it wasn't. However, I usually remain loyal to those I have befriended and a betrayal of some sort is always so hurtful. Sometimes the friend is unaware of my feelings and I don't blame them when that happens, but I still take it hard. Other times, they do it on purpose and those friends simply dissipate and I never hear from them again.

My loyalty to my friends continues on, and to those that simply walked out of my life or are on the verge of disappearing, thank you for the memories.

You Are Divine

In my profession, I am well aware of how cruel people are to each other. By simply keeping my door open, I hear the voices in the hallways calling each other "bitch" or the F word, or whatnot. I've tried many times to correct this behaviour and everyone will simply say "Oh, they're just kids. We all speak this way." I mean, we even hear it amongst the adults. 


However, what if we stop and think about those we speak ill of? What if we remember that they are human, just like us, and perhaps, a little divine? What if we think of all humans as a little divine? Would we respect that? I read a blog on "Psychology Today" by Dr. Thomas Plante in which he writes "If we see the divine within everyone, you treat people differently...even those who you really don't like very much." That is so true. I'm not perfect. I find some people annoying at times, but then I do remember that there are good things about everyone and I remember to focus on that because I've been a victim of bad vibes and I know how it feels. 


Here's my challenge for you all. Try it for a month. Try it forever. When you're about to reach out and scream, bitch, or strangle that person that just gets on your last nerves, remember that they are a sister, a brother, a daughter, a son. They are someone's beloved and someone's best friend. They are someone who has cried and someone who has laughed, just like you. They are someone who feels and if you do attack them, they're going to either feel horrible or threatened. Just breathe and let them be. 


If we can spread this message, perhaps, as Dr. Plante said, the world can be a better place.


Dr. Plante's Blog Here