Day 137 - Monkey Minute & Monday Gratitude

“Feeling gratitude and not expressing it is like wrapping a present and not giving it.”
~William Arthur Ward~

~Monkey Minute~

 

Have you ever peed in the shower/bath/pool?
Yes, but the most fun is when I pee in the ocean dog paddling next to my husband waiting for him to say "Hey! I can feel that you know!" I giggle like I'm 4. *sighs* good times that...

What is your biggest pet peeve?
People who do not use their blinkers. It's an epidemic here in the south. If a car in the South has it's blinker on there is one of two things going on. A) it was on when the car was purchased or B) it's a tourist

What's the story behind your blog title?
It used to be called "A life of Gratitude". It is a goal of mine to ground my life in gratitude. I firmly believe that what you put out into the world you get back. I also believe that being grateful for what you have tells the universe you are ready for more. I wanted to do a 365 project so I changed the name 1/1/10 to what it is today.

What is your definition of success?
I never really thought about it. I knew I had turned my life around and I was now in possession of a successful life but it was a random thought. Nothing I really hammered down. UNTIL, I watched the remake of the movie FAME! The movie was not really all that good but one scene, the graduation speech, caught me by surprise. It said everything I was feeling and everything I believed. It is the PERFECT definition of success.

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U4x17AuNlUI

“There are some things success is not. It’s not fame. It’s not money or power. Success is waking up in the morning so excited about what you have to do that you literally fly out the door. It’s getting to Work with people you love. Success is connecting with the World and making people feel. It’s finding a way to bind together people who have nothing in common but a dream. It’s falling asleep at night knowing you did the best job you could. Success is joy and freedom and friendship. And success is Love.”

If you were famous, what would you want to be famous for?
I have no use for fame and no desire to be famous. Those I wish to know me, know me. Fame takes more than it gives. It's like a drug and I already have far too many addictions. Were I famous, I would give it away to someone better suited to it and more desiring of it.

Today I'm grateful for:

Day 130 - Happy Monday is not an Oxymoron

An oxymoron (plural oxymorons, or sometimes the Greek plural oxymora) (from Greek ὀξύμωρον, "sharp dull") is a figure of speech that combines normally contradictory terms. They appear in a variety of contexts, including inadvertent errors such as extremely average, deliberate puns like same difference, and literary oxymorons that have been crafted to reveal a paradox.
~Wikipedia~

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Today we are shaking up the list a little. Below is a meme I enjoy reading (The Monday Minute) but have never participated in. Today, I start participating. The meme creator has dedicated his efforts to helping a devastated mother and a sick child. That seemed like reason enough for me to participate but add to that this lovely woman’s story, her stunning monkey, her use of the term Pixie (queue pulled heartstrings) and I simply HAD to participate. I ask you, my 18 stalkers, please visit this site and add your prayers to those of the others. If you are so inclined my soft hearted, squishy stalkers, read her story and when you’re finished being all weepy, grab her button. The reward for your trouble, besides confirming your squishy status and this spiffy button, you can have a little fun and fill out your first meme. Come on now....I know you wanna. (what is a meme? Click here.)

Thanks Mama-Face for turning me on to both these sites. I stole one of them off you some time ago :)








Monday Minute Meme
Today's Monkey Minute.


1 - How old do you act?
I act my age unfortunately, though I dress like I'm 20, write like I'm 12, and feel like I'm 80.

2 - As far back as you can remember, what did you want to be when you grew up?
A dolphin trainer. I'm a mom...same thing.

3 - If you were to write a book based on your life, what would the title be?
Um, A Life of Gratitude. Yeah, that...

4 - What's something that you do that's considered "childish" by most?
The list is very long so I'll do the top: 1) I chew my nails and pick my nose 2) I cry at Disney movies 3) I can throw a good 2 year old's temper tantrum. 4) I love to splash water 5) I'm a tease 

5 - The last question isn't a question. Write a story of a time of when you or someone you know overcame great adversity. My story is written and not worth telling again so I will direct you here and here. They are far more interesting and heroic than I.

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Today I'm grateful for:

a happy Monday morning. Even given the fact I had a mammogram this morning.

biscotti. 110 calories and high speed internet access.

learning patience. It's a work in progress.

a good workout. My first since Friday Morning. I experience something very new for me last night. Restlessness. After 2 days of not working out my body needed to move. The man was amused and the hamster was freaked out. On a random side note and in the "odd things I think about when running sprints" I REALLY need to get a sports bra. Currently the puppies are flopping around like dead fish on a dock. If I don't get one SOON the puppies will become shar pei's minus the cute with double the droop.

the word mugwump. It's fun to say and it's fun to label yourself one and see all puzzled questions. I am a mugwump. I used to be a liberal but I'm recovering from the wounds nicely. However, I did lose my ability to see party lines. I think the affliction is permanent therefore I am a mugwump. Want my vote? Earn it.

no piles on Wilson. Do I dare to hope?

being someone’s favorite. It's not who you'd expect and that makes it all the more special.

life stories. We all have one, they are all different and they are all brilliantly beautiful. The older I get the smaller I feel. Some may think that a complaint but it's not. Feeling small means I'm less involved in my own life and more involved in life around me.

the absolute faith that God is the orchestrator of all life stories. He is the beginning, the middle and the end. Oh, and the visual of him in a tux & tails waiving a conductors baton with face radiating glory and long what hair whipping about as he moves. Hmmmm, wonder if my giggles mean I'm gonna get put in time out as soon as I cross heaves gate. Hey, I'm OK with that as long as the big guy lets me in.

Believe it or not, I took no mother's day photos

I will repeat one from last year

Classy no?