I am always surrounded by words. Some are my own, some I just borrow from others for a little while. But the best words this week came in the form of a completely unexpected handwritten note from a stranger. We just sold some outdoor furniture last week on craigslist…a lady saw the posting online and emailed me saying she’d shown it to her parents, who wanted to purchase the set for their new house, and that she had enlisted her daughter (who lives much closer to us) to come and pick it up. A real family affair…three generations involved in the transaction. So I’ve emailed the mom and met the daughter, but had no contact with the actual new owners of the furniture. Until today. The couple sent a two-line thank you on a plain white square of notepaper– nothing at all fancy about it, but it totally made my day. After all the crazy, incoherent, and just plain rude responses we had to the ad, I was especially grateful for these kind words.
Monthly Archives: November 2013
Gratitude Photo Day 10: Words
Travel theme: Connections
NaBloPoMo Sunday, November 10, 2013
Free day for NaBloPoMo, so I’m choosing to participate in Ailsa’s weekly photo challenge over at Where’s My Backpack? The theme for this week is “connections,” to be interpreted however we choose. You can see Ailsa’s own amazing photos here.
Gratitude Photo Day 9: Music
Everything’s in iTunes now, so I don’t know the last time I actually listened to a CD, but the hubby and I have amassed a collection of well over 200 of the shiny musical discs. Many are from the days when he was he and I was I, but I’d be hard pressed to sort out whose are whose now (well, except the Mariah Carey CDs–those are all him). I’m grateful that our musical tastes are similar–long car trips so much more enjoyable when there is not a constant battle over the playlist!
Gratitude Photo Day 8: Memories
This is nothing more than an inexpensive footlocker. You can pick one up for about $40 from Walmart. My parents bought it for me when I was preparing to go off to college–it’s not in bad shape considering all the moves it’s made since then! But more than its sturdy outside, I am grateful for all the memories it contains inside. Tangible reminders of my past. I haven’t dug through this trunk since it came out of storage two months ago, but if memory serves correctly, my baby book is in there, along with some of my most-loved stuffed animals, a dental impression made before thousands of dollars of orthodontic work, the high school newspapers I wrote and edited, my report cards, shark teeth gathered on the beach with my grandfather, a doll blanket crocheted by my mom, my dad’s softball cap…Everything that went in reminded me of a special person, event, or phase in my life and I can’t wait to open to the treasure chest some snowy Sunday afternoon and lose myself for a few hours in the memories. Maybe I’ll drag the hubby down memory lane with me!
In it for the long haul
NaBloPoMo Friday, November 8, 2013
Tell us what you’ve learned so far about daily blogging.
Daily blogging is a challenge. Personal circumstances don’t matter–two jobs, twelve kids, an invalid parent, or zero responsibilities–some days it just is not easy to publish something meaningful.
Today is day 312 of my own personal blogging challenge. I decided at the end of last year that I wanted to practice both my writing and photography this year, so I committed to a post a day in 2013. I could have just written in a journal, and uploaded photos to my digital photo frame, but I’m not sure I would have stuck with the project for a full month. When it comes to self-improvement goals, I’m much more likely to stick to the program if LOTS and LOTS of people know about the plan. If I make a promise to another person, or to an internet full of strangers, I’ll do whatever it takes to fulfill it. I’m not so good at keeping promises to myself. Hence a public blog.
It took a while to get rolling at first, to find my groove, both with the writing and the photography. Once I set up a schedule for myself, and planned out the kinds of posts I wanted to publish on which days during the week, the going got a bit easier. I broke from the schedule a few times…I took a writing hiatus and did a month-long photo challenge in June then put photography on hold for an all-about-me writing challenge in August. Of course, I’ve deviated from the schedule again this month to do both a gratitude photo challenge and to follow along with NaBloPoMo’s writing prompts, but the change of pace is good. My brain needed a break.
There’s been a lot of stuff in my head recently, and it has given me a severe case of writer’s block. I’ve really been struggling with fiction the past two months, and as a result, missed posting on four of my scheduled fiction days. I’d like to go back and fill in those gaps, even though I know I’ve technically broken my promise to blog every day. (Although I steadfastly refuse to say that I have failed in my goal.)
I think an important, unexpected, benefit of this daily blogging challenge has been that it’s forced me to acknowledge that SOME DAYS I JUST CAN’T DO EVERYTHING. It kills me to admit this, being the perfectionist that I am (anyone notice a theme this week?). But if anyone else were struggling to balance an overflowing to-do list, opportunities to spend time with long-neglected friends and family, and a serious case of writer’s block, you can be sure I’d cut them some slack. So why not myself? The world won’t end if I only post a photo today, or share a book review instead of the 100-word flash fiction piece I intended to write. IT’S OKAY. It’s only a blog.
So with only 53 more days to go in my personal challenge, I’m beginning to think about 2014. I definitely think my blog will go on, but I’m not sure what it will look like in its second year. A lot will depend on the type of job I have by then, and whether I’ll have the time to maintain a daily posting routine. Maybe I’ll have a phenomenally interesting job that will provide all the blog fodder I could ever wish for. Maybe I’ll really focus on creative writing and set a measurable goal of x fiction pieces of y words each month. Maybe I’ll just troll the internet and post my favorite cat pictures three days a week. Maybe I should just get through 2013 first, and let the future take care of itself.
22 and proud of it

NaBloPoMo Thursday, November 7, 2013
If you had to switch your first name, what name would you choose and why?
Technically, I’ve already done it. Since birth, I’ve been called by my middle name, Michelle, so when I got married and was changing my last name anyway, I decided to go ahead and drop my first name and use Michelle in its place (my maiden name is now my middle name). I like Michelle. It’s who I am. I can’t think of any other name I’d rather use. Besides, it’s kinda trendy. In the list of the 100 most popular names in the past 100 years, mine ranks #22.
So, since I sort of danced around answering the actual question, I thought I could maybe go off on a related tangent. What does my name mean? I found the customary definition: Michelle is a feminine form of Michael, which in Hebrew means “who is like God.” (I know some Michaels, and if there is any truth at all to that meaning, I am scared.)
That information didn’t wow me, so I continued down the rabbit hole of the internet to see what else I could dig up. Good ol’ Google led me to the Kabalarian Society’s website, where I could enter a few details to get a “free” analysis of my name. Okay–they didn’t ask for any money, and I’ve got a junk email account they can spam all they like, so I’ll bite.
Here’s what they turned up after careful analysis (which lasted approximately 1.3 seconds, if that gives any hint to its credibility):
Your first name of Michelle has formed an independent, positive, and determined personality.
Yeah, I will go along with that.
You are not easily influenced by the opinions of others, who may accuse you of being stubborn.
Umm, maybe. The hubby is nodding emphatically.
Once you have made a decision, you put forth great effort to accomplish your goals regardless of obstacles.
Oh yeah, they hit that one on the head.
Your progress is built upon your meticulous awareness of detail, your patience, and your consistent hardworking qualities.
Hmm, is this that perfectionist thing cropping up again?
You are a realist and could be interested in mathematics or technical sciences.
Guilty.
If developed, you have an ability to be inventive in practical fields of endeavor.
Hey now, I think I am quite inventive. And it came through my genes, it did not have to be “developed.”
You are interested in facts and figures and do well in positions that require great attention to detail, such as accounting, computer technology, or in research.
Never tried one of these career fields. Wonder if I could get hired just by adding this statement to my resume?
It is difficult for you to visualize or theorize unless the ideas being presented are developed in a logical step-by-step manner.
Sometimes…not always.
It is what you can see, experience, and prove through compilation of facts, experiment, and logic that has greatest value to you. You are rather skeptical of new ideas that are more visionary, idealistic, or philosophical.
I do like solid evidence, but I like to think I give more abstract ideas due consideration.
This name inhibits the inspirational quality of musical or artistic expression. Your interests would lean toward the practical, technical aspects of the arts.
Not going to argue with the music part. Not for a minute. Can’t carry a tune in a bucket, and have zero rhythm for dance. And I guess I can see where I am inhibited in my expression through visual arts…I do like the technical stuff. Hey, can I borrow that ruler for a minute?
You do not have great ambitions and your requirements in life are moderate.
I haven’t decided if I should take offense at the first part of this statement. Are they calling me lazy? Or are they trying to say that I’m not high maintenance? The latter is true, so I’ll go with that.
Your loyalty to, and appreciation for, your family and friends are shown by what you do for them rather than what you say. This name limits your ability to be expressive, imaginative, and versatile. As a result, this limitation causes repression and frustration at times. The more deeply you feel about someone, the harder it is for you to express the little attentions and compliments that mean so much to some people.
I gotta disagree here. I think I express myself through words and deed.
Since lavish affection embarrasses you, you do not appreciate being the target for endearing words.
I enjoy a sincere compliment, even if it makes me blush, but I don’t enjoy over-the-top public gushing. A simple good job and/or pat on the back are enough to give me warm fuzzies for days.
You are not overly conversational; in fact, at times, you consider time wasted when spent in idle chatter. You are more interested in being active and accomplishing the tasks you set for yourself.
So not true!! I enjoy a good chinwag, even if I don’t have a lot to contribute–sometimes the joy is in the listening. I enjoy the camaraderie of a nice chat AND the distraction from my to-do list.
Your lack of expression can lead to misunderstandings and unhappiness with those close to you who do not understand your practical, candid, somewhat self-centered approach. Humor and spontaneity are not natural expressions of this name. You are serious and methodical.
It kinda hurts to look at this one too closely. I am serious and methodical. But I do have a good sense of humor, and can be quite witty–it’s just that only those closest to me ever see that. To casual acquaintances and passers-by, I am afraid I might appear closed-off and unapproachable.
Practical creativity in such activities as cooking, baking, or fine needle work is of interest to you, since these activities combine mental ingenuity and physical skills.
Yep. I can read a cookbook and follow a crochet pattern with the best of them.
Health weaknesses of this name center in the head, resulting in such conditions as headaches, sinus problems, weak eyes, or in extreme instances, loss of hearing.
Really? My sinus problems are a direct result of my name???
Also, your fondness for heavier foods can affect the intestinal organs causing constipation, hemorrhoids, and even in severe cases, ulcers or growths.
Okay, TMI for one thing. Second, how can a name possibly determine one’s fondness for “heavier foods”? I’m not even going to dignify this one with a response.
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If you’d like to see what your name says about you, you can get your own full profile “for free” on the Kabalarian website (they analyze your first and last names, along with your birthdate, so they can tell you just how out of alignment you are). More generic first name meanings are also available without entering any personal information. If you are unhappy with your life, it’s probably because you have the wrong name. So if you really like the taste of the Kabalarian Kool-Aid, you can request their suggestions for a more suitable name, then head to the local courthouse and change your destiny. I think I’ll play the hand I’ve been dealt. Michelle I shall stay.
Gratitude Photo Day 7: Touch
When I was in high school, typing was an elective course. Well, at least it was offered as an elective by the school. My mother was not going to let the principal hand me my diploma until I had taken the class. I was less than enthusiastic about a typing class at the time–not that there were that many exciting alternatives, but rather because I think I was afraid I’d suck. Back in high school I was all about not sucking at anything in public, lest I draw unwanted attention to myself. Today, however, I am very grateful that Mom stood her ground and insisted I learn to touch type. Even though I still cheat and look at the keys when I have to type numbers, my speed today is a respectable 65 wpm. Thanks, Mom!



