Sadly, I haven’t been very creative this week. Every time a prompt appears in my feed, I diligently save it in my folder with the intention to write something later. But night after night, later has faded into sleep. Also, I’ve been stressed about some stuff, but I gently remind myself… it’s not that important. Family (including Mr. Gatsby), health, work: those are hugely important. Everything else? Less so. Much less. The news can get me feeling hopeless about the future too, but I at least I only read it and don’t watch it obsessively on TV like many do. That would drive me more nuts. Doubly depressing this week was the weather, turning cold and rainy again, triggering a bunch of migraines. Or one long migraine rather, broken up with meds. Hopefully I’ll get back on schedule soon and be able to tackle the items on my writing to-to list. 😐
Posted in Health, Noodling, Writing
Tagged aminals, family, goals, migraines, navel glazing, philosophy, psychology, SOCS, working
Fandango provocatively asks…
“How do you manage or deal with stress? Is there a specific strategy or approach that you’ve found to be particularly effective?”
My post title comes from the HBO show Game of Thrones where dragons have been known to release stress by destroying cities with fire. I am not a dragon, alas, though I have gotten vicarious pleasure especially during stressful times by reading A Song of Ice and Fire and from watching the show.
In general, I find that losing myself in a fantasy world of a novel or movie for a few hours is a great way to deal with stress. I do prefer movies over series, or series that have finished, because I don’t want to have to wait for the next season (and these days, that can be so unpredictable), which ends up leaving me at the mercy of people yapping online about the show and giving their predictions. Annoying!
Depending on what the stressful even was, I may wish to talk about it privately, with a daughter or a friend. I’m careful what I say to whom these days though, so as not to end up with more stress from the convo itself. I may write about the situation in a diary for my own clarification. I find the act of writing words on a page/screen to be therapeutic.
For immediate relief, deep breaths work. For a 24 hour period, repeating the mantra that “this too shall pass” helps a lot. If I can’t sleep, there’s always the Valium or Benadryl last resort. It’s really bad not to sleep because then I’ll feel even worse the next day, which will increase my stress. Cuddling my kitty and spending time alone at home usually helps me feel better.
Here are some stress management techniques that are supposed to help but do nothing for me:
1. Exercise. I know it’s good for me, but it makes everything hurt more and I end up with a (worse) headache.
2. Taking a vacation. Way out of my budget and I would be completely stressed about the money I spent.
3. Glass of wine. This is a migraine trigger about 50% of the time.
4. Music. This is tricky because a lot of songs pull up sad memories for me. I have to be careful about music. Plus, Gatsby doesn’t like it. Mostly I only listen in the car.
5. Sex. With a man? This was generally the cause of almost all my stress and giving it up has reduced my anxiety to nearly zero.
Posted in Books, Fantasy, Movies, Music, Noodling, Relationships, TV, Writing
Tagged driving, exercise, family, fiction, FPQ, GOT, navel glazing, peeps, psychology, sex
There was a lot to smile about last weekend when I visited my daughter and son-in-law up in Northern California. It was great seeing them again! And of course I got to cuddle with pupper and kittay. 🐶🐱The kids treated me to a lovely post birthday dinner. We played some fun board games too. And I got to see their wonderful new house!
I’m a lucky mommy. 😍🍀❤️
So, my likes have been light
And my comments are nil
Cuz I’m going away
To see my daughter and SIL.
But I thought I would post
To the pix prompt of three,
Then I saw I misread…
Oh whoops, woe is me!
Posting them anyway, nyah! I won’t include the prompt link, so my post will just float in the WP pool untethered to any other post, just like in the old days. Weird now though.
The idea was to take three photos of one subject in three ways, not have three subjects in a photo, but like whateverrr.
A little blog love for my eldest now, to go with Cee’s theme of eyes. I’m excited for my upcoming trip to NorCal, when I’ll get to see these eyes in person. It’s been a while!
Sharon gave me a lovely early birthday gift last Sunday: tickets to Fiddler on the Roof at the Pantages in Hollywood! This was a mommy-daughter afternoon, just the two of us, which we haven’t done since my granddaughter arrived. So much fun to spend time with my sweet girl! And what a fantastic show!
I’ve seen Fiddler on the screen a zillion times and practically have it memorized. It’s one of my favorite musicals. But the stage show is slightly different. Forex, the part of Perchik, the communist scholar, is much funnier. Actually, I thought the actor who played Tevye, Yehezkel Lazarov, made his lines funnier too. This was apparent in “Tevye’s Dream,” which was totally hysterical. The entire cast did a fabulous job. 💖🎶😀
The Pantages itself is a beautiful, comfy venue, plus it was fun to be in Hollywood. We got to walk down a portion of the star sidewalk, which was neat. When I go to Los Angeles these days, I generally visit my fam and then come right back.
Still smiling! 🎉😀 🎶
“Experiences over things” is another one of those irritating expressions that people parrot mindlessly. I used to see it creep onto dating profiles before I exited that whole expanse of pants. 😛
What does it mean? Welp, let me explain. Instead of buying Mom a nice cupcake-scented candle or a cute kitty tee shirt for Mother’s Day, take her to Tahiti. Don’t get Dad a boring tie for Father’s Day either ~ think of the wasteful packaging! Consider doing something more fun like taking him ziplining over the Amazon. Dads love that! Put the expense on his credit card. 😂
People without a lot of money have always been creating experiences. Family dinners, picnics, BBQs, potlucks, game nights, a day at the beach/lake/park, etc. are all part of normal life for everyday folks. It’s only now that the rich have discovered they haven’t been spending enough time with people who matter that they’ve come up with this absurd phrase. 🙄
Also, for anyone who may be related to me: I still expect the candle and tee shirt.
Mother’s Day is May 12. 🌷
This is the Bay Bridge in Oakland/ San Francisco, California. And it is indeed too far because my daughter lives up there and I don’t get to see her enough, since that’s about 400 miles away. However! Happy nooz! I’m going up for a weekend soon, hurrah, hooray! 😀💖🎉
Cee’s Photo Challenge