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One-Liner Wednesday: Struggle

I love Mark Manson. I think I’m finally going to treat myself to his first book, and probably his new one as well. I went through a period of not liking him so much when he became ridiculously popular, since I had discovered him before that and liked “knowing” this secret, niche, edgy writer, but whatever. Can’t hide a light under a bushel, or something. (What the hell is a bushel?)

Regarding the main point, I’ve only really consistently loved and fought for one thing in my life: my children.

Can’t say I’ve really struggled for anything else. I just let things go when they’re hard. It’s my way.

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One-Liner Wednesday

This is a great quote… for writing a novel or a play. Smoothness would be dull, amirite? Guy meets girl, they fall in love, and they live happily ever after. Booooring!

The problem is we have mistaken art for real life. We believe true love and passion must be infused with drama, arguments, and breakups to be “exciting” and “hot.” I actually had a man break up with me and then months later text me and ask me why I hadn’t chased after him. Wtfff? Chased after him… like he was a lost puppy? I’m sorry, but we’re all adults here. If you walk away, I’m not coming after you. And if I leave a guy, it’s not to get attention and be chased. It’s because I want to get away and be left alone.

I guess this is confusing to peeps. πŸ™„

Leave the drama to the writers!

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One-Liner Wednesday

“I’m indecisive because I see eight sides to everything.” ~ April Kepne

I was indecisive while choosing this quote from Introvert Spring, a great resource for info and quotes on the topic. I am wishy-washy and I do have a hard time making decisions, especially important ones, and I will wait long enough until someone else makes them or one choice becomes the only one possible. Boo. Sometimes it’s good to wait, but not always. It’s also good to be open-minded and see multiple points of view, writer or not, but sometimes the right thing to do is decide.

Of course, there have been times I’ve just gone with an emotion and made impulse decisions. Were those the right choices? I dunno. Luckily, I’m at the point in my life where I don’t have to listen to anyone else’s criticisms of my decisions any longer, and that is a glorious place to be!

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One-Liner Wednesday: Tigers

I deleted identifying information from this blurb so as not to out the typo-ist. Fact is, we all typo, even the most OCD of us. But I couldn’t resist saving and sharing the humor, especially on a headache day. (It is not a migraine day, just a headache day.)

Tigers are magnificent, and should be valued and protected, but typos aside, I can see comparing a migraine to one. They prowl in the forests of my dreams, ready to pounce when I open my eyes. They claw and bite, making me want to return to the soothing darkness. But it’s too late. Once a tiger has found me, there’s no respite from his merciless attack until I calm him down with prescription medication.

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One-Liner Wednesday

One-Liner Wednesday

I’ve been neglecting my reading. May has been a zero-book month. How sad. I’ve been super busy with projects outside of work, including my own writing, and I’ve simply been exhausted at night. I need to make reading a priority again. Writers should read more than blogs and twitter. I miss books!

The great thing is that they’re all still there waiting for me.πŸ“šβœ¨

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One-Line Wednesday

This is one of those dumb sayings we should mock relentlessly. I find worrying to be a very relaxing hobby actually. Allow me to explain.

Most terrible things are shocks. Just like in a movie, they come sailing in out of the blue. You slip and fall in flat shoes while walking to the elevator. A boyfriend breaks up with you because you didn’t bake him some goddamn cookies. An earthquake hits while you’re in the shower. A wacko debt collector pops up to harass you about your ex. A rattlesnake decides to take a nap in your car.

Who can predict these things, amirite? But the stuff you spent hours stressing over didn’t happen, did it? Nope. Tests came back negative. Plane landed smoothly. Boss didn’t freak out about the mistake. Etc.

So, here’s my theory. Bad things enjoy shock value. Deprive them of it! Spend time imagining bad things and pop their balloon of surprise one by one. It’s like a game. You won’t have time to get them all, so try to attack the worst ones first.

And if one happens anyway? Well then, you can just shrug and say you knew it would.

Win win! πŸ˜€

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One-Line Wednesday

I’ve said it before, but some things are worth repeating, especially when you have delicious leftover red velvet cake in the fridge. “Life is short; eat dessert first.” ❀️

Now, here’s a dieting secret. Obviously the most intelligent thing to do with leftover cake is toss it right in the trash. But even I don’t have that much willpower. The second best option is to eat it immediately. You know you’re going to give in and have some, so why waste calories on other foods? Just eat the cake already! I had mine for breakfast and it was scrumptious. πŸ™‚

Here’s a great old song that reflects my feelings about temptations… 🎢

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Street Smart Cats

I don’t know why there’s been an ongoing debate over whether cats are smarter than dogs when clearly they’re so different. Why compare? But for sure cats understand a lot more words than they let on.

I used to occasionally feed the couple stray black cats that lurked around our parking lot. I put my food near another car where this other woman fed them. She had a bunch of food dishes out. Eventually she moved and the dishes disappeared. I didn’t see the cats much and figured either they found a new source of food or it had found them.

Monday night one appeared as I exited my car after work. Ohai! I decided to give him a can of the food Gatsby had rejected and brought it downstairs on a paper plate. But by that time kitty had vanished. I began talking into the air. “Hey kitty! I have some food here! And I’m putting it in the corner near my car, not in the other place where I used to put it near the other car.”

I figured eh, lost cause, food will sit there uneaten, and I went to get the mail. Three minutes later, both black cats were eating it.

Last night they were both waiting for me. Luckily, I have a lot of food up here. Gatsby will now only eat pure organic chicken/pea crunchy bits. I have loads of other stuff he abruptly quit eating when his tummy got upset the other week. The stray cats will eat all of whatever I put out.

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One-Liner Wednesday

One-Liner Wednesday

This goes with my previous musings about free will and such. I’m very proud of the fact that I “taught” Gatsby to catch a toy in midair as if it were a bird.

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One-Liner Wednesday [rants in my pants]

I’m disgusted by the news from yesterday. And this time it doesn’t have anything to do with our horrible POTUS or one of his sycophants. I’m talking about the college admission scandal. Sure, people will roll their eyes and say it’s nothing new that the uber wealthy will pave the way for their children (we all try to help our children the best we can), but to me there’s a big diff in alumni daddy making a donation so his not so bright son can get a spot with less than stellar creds and these desperate celebs paying criminals to cheat for them. Paying a shill to take their kid’s SAT, or a proctor to change the answers, bribing a coach to say their kid is on a team when she’s not, sending in photoshopped fake pics of their kid playing a sport, on and on.

But to me the most awful thing is that these spoiled brat celeb kids don’t even give a crap about the value of these prestigious schools. They aren’t there to get a degree in order to make connections and start a career. Nope. Not at all. They already have connections and careers, thanks to their parents and their good looks. They have contracts as models and influencers. All they need the college for is to be able to add it as a hashtag.

It’s utterly nauseating. I hope the colleges throw every celeb kid out and give those spots to people who actually want to be there and have legit credentials.

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