A Sneaky Little Thing Called Joy

Of course, I’m still over here ruminating on the subject of joy. Incidentally, I probably shouldn’t have used the word ruminating in the previous sentence, but it does allow me to show off something interesting I learned about psychology this week: Rumination on meta-thoughts, that is, thoughts about our thoughts is found more frequently inContinue reading “A Sneaky Little Thing Called Joy”

Love Languages: Easier Said Than Done

“Love is a many splendored thing. Love, lift us up where be long…All you need is love.” Thus begins the Elephant Love Medley from the Baz Luhrmann film Moulin Rouge. It sounds best if you imagine it in Ewan MacGregor’s pretty brogue. Theoretically, I love love. I enjoy the feelings of love, at least, asContinue reading “Love Languages: Easier Said Than Done”

Mid-Life Crisis and the Love Languages

Have you ever been listening to someone complain about another person and suddenly started feeling sweaty? Nervous? It can be about something stupid, like a husband who forgot to put the cap back on the toothpaste. And suddenly you want to find an exit as soon as possible. Something this small shouldn’t effect you thisContinue reading “Mid-Life Crisis and the Love Languages”

The Ideal Life Round-Up: Personal Style

I am thankful that you, my reader, knows me well enough to not judge my flightiness of character. That there would be a theme in my Ideal Life called “personal style” seems so insignificant amid all the other things to be worrying about these days. And yet…and yet. This is why I got started inContinue reading “The Ideal Life Round-Up: Personal Style”

Decluttering and Mental Health

I wish I had a magic potion that would put me in the mood to be brutally objective about all the stuff I have managed to accumulate over the years. If I could market that magic potion just right….oh the possibilities. There is a complex web of reasons why I hang on to items thatContinue reading “Decluttering and Mental Health”

The Art of Waiting

We all have gotten some pretty fabulous practice at waiting over the last eighteen months, haven’t we? I have said this before, but I will say it again: I needed this pandemic. In many ways, as it was happening, I felt like it was all my fault. It was my fault because I had gottenContinue reading “The Art of Waiting”

That thing you used to do…

When I first met my indulgent husband, nearly twenty-five years ago, I learned that we, in spite of growing up on different continents, in spite of having a six year age-gap, in spite of having very different upbringings, we had one sparkly thing in common: We both spent our childhoods plunged deeply into imaginary worlds,Continue reading “That thing you used to do…”

Are you happy?

“Est-ce que vous êtes heureux?” (Are you happy?). This is what the founding pastor of our church used to say every time he would greet us on a Sunday morning. “No. I’m not happy.” I would grumble under my breath. “And, FYI, God isn’t mad at me because I’m not happy.” Yeah, I’m a charmerContinue reading “Are you happy?”

The building block of woman’s health

I have messed around with creating a kind of subjective “how I am feeling in my body” scale, with elements like, flexibility, energy, stamina or how clear is my skin? This kind of measurement scale is not something I can ever stick to over the long haul, but it can be effective as a pushContinue reading “The building block of woman’s health”

A Clean House

To come round out my unfitness as a wife and mother is another wholly socially unacceptable gem of a character trait: I am a terrible terrible terrible terrible housekeeper. Don’t get me wrong. I love a clean house. I love a sparkly floor or a clean shower-thing-you-put-the-soap-on. I don’t just passively dislike housekeeping. I activelyContinue reading “A Clean House”