propinquity
[proh-ping-kwi-tee]
1.
nearness in place; proximity.
2.
nearness of relation; kinship.
3.
affinity of nature; similarity.
June 14, 2016
May 18, 2016
In the Department of Duh!
I've been watching a lot of Donnie and Marie reruns to torture a part of myself and celebrate another. LOL. Actually, in the endless hunt for the joke, I have to find that one clip I remember from childhood.
Anyway, it's bringing up all sorts of emotions and feelings I wasn't feeling or recognizing or labeling or acknowledging or celebrating or whatever. But wow. There they are.
Like how all my first celebrity crush guys were the ones with the great hair. I remember jokes about women being jealous. Of their hair. or whatever.
No wonder I was confused.
Anyway, it's bringing up all sorts of emotions and feelings I wasn't feeling or recognizing or labeling or acknowledging or celebrating or whatever. But wow. There they are.
Like how all my first celebrity crush guys were the ones with the great hair. I remember jokes about women being jealous. Of their hair. or whatever.
No wonder I was confused.
May 12, 2016
Thoroughly Menopausal Millie Says:
Don't forget your meds. Whatever you're on for whatever reasons that are not related to menopause, too! One balance being off sways the whole delicate system.
Especially on days when you are so menopausal that you refuse to take any black cohosh or plain label estroven.
I'm not in a bad mood, I'm menopausal.
Especially on days when you are so menopausal that you refuse to take any black cohosh or plain label estroven.
I'm not in a bad mood, I'm menopausal.
May 7, 2016
Rating Scale
Addressing the unasked question:
There are two reasons I have decided to put a rating scale on my two blogs:
1. Because my arts-and-crafts blog is youth friendly
B) In case I write anything here that is too personal for sensitive family members to read. You have been warned. I am searching for myself, not looking to place blame, but I have to speak my own truth. And this is where I will do it.
(Oh, and I love swears)
(Oh, and I love swears)
The Law of Serendipity
From the 'you can't make this shit up' department:
Looking for some art supplies the other day, I accidentally found my 'diary' from around my 13th birthday.
The day of my birthday, which it seems that 13 was a big deal to me at that time, was a boring Tuesday. My birthday being so close to Christmas, I knew the drill, my birthday was often boring itself (especially on a Tuesday), but the overall season of birthday-Christmas was always great.
The entry on my birthday was short, so I couldn't help read it when I found it.
I signed my name Natalie.
???
The day of my birthday, which it seems that 13 was a big deal to me at that time, was a boring Tuesday. My birthday being so close to Christmas, I knew the drill, my birthday was often boring itself (especially on a Tuesday), but the overall season of birthday-Christmas was always great.
The entry on my birthday was short, so I couldn't help read it when I found it.
I signed my name Natalie.
???
February 21, 2016
On Serendipity
To describe my creative style right now, I'd be embarrassed to admit, sounds like I'm describing working with children.
Like I'm the child. (And I'm the teacher?) Not completely sure, but here it is:
I've been practicing leaning in to whatever I'm working on. Going with the flow of my interest at the moment, instead of trying to put myself on a schedule. Or, to be honest, with my brain, probably a schedule of schedules.
I know I can over plan. And I know I am working toward something that I want so much, it scares me. (And excites me.) I don't want to let myself get stressed about exactly how I'm going to get to my goals, to just figure out what I need to do and frickin' do it.
Anyway, I had another wonderful example of serendipity this weekend when I didn't judge a book by it's cover, but rather picked a magazine for it's free-bee. (#free-bee)
I had to fight with myself for a minute, to not just grab the first magazine that caught my eye, or be swayed by possible fool's gold, so I took a few more minutes to glance at the other crafty magazines that might somehow be better than the first one I was drawn to.
But I had to admit to myself that the free-bee (#free-bee) craft reminded me of the paper crafts my maternal Grandmother would have loved. Years ago she would have been the one at the Barnes and Noble with interest and spending money.
The magazine was wonderful, of course, or weren't you expecting a moral? And the cherry on top was proving again that Ideas Beget Ideas (#IdeasBegetIdeas) when an idea in the magazine sparked what may be my finest idea yet!
Well, we'll see.
But we'll also enjoy the ride.
;p
Like I'm the child. (And I'm the teacher?) Not completely sure, but here it is:
I've been practicing leaning in to whatever I'm working on. Going with the flow of my interest at the moment, instead of trying to put myself on a schedule. Or, to be honest, with my brain, probably a schedule of schedules.
I know I can over plan. And I know I am working toward something that I want so much, it scares me. (And excites me.) I don't want to let myself get stressed about exactly how I'm going to get to my goals, to just figure out what I need to do and frickin' do it.
Anyway, I had another wonderful example of serendipity this weekend when I didn't judge a book by it's cover, but rather picked a magazine for it's free-bee. (#free-bee)
I had to fight with myself for a minute, to not just grab the first magazine that caught my eye, or be swayed by possible fool's gold, so I took a few more minutes to glance at the other crafty magazines that might somehow be better than the first one I was drawn to.
But I had to admit to myself that the free-bee (#free-bee) craft reminded me of the paper crafts my maternal Grandmother would have loved. Years ago she would have been the one at the Barnes and Noble with interest and spending money.
The magazine was wonderful, of course, or weren't you expecting a moral? And the cherry on top was proving again that Ideas Beget Ideas (#IdeasBegetIdeas) when an idea in the magazine sparked what may be my finest idea yet!
Well, we'll see.
But we'll also enjoy the ride.
;p
January 9, 2016
Boffo Vocab
I've always been an amateur etymologist (even if never much a speller), and back around my senior year of high school I decided somehow to bring back an old word. I don't remember my exact research, but the word I chose was:
Boffo.
And ever since then I have used the old-fashioned word whenever I can.
Thinking about New Year's Resolutions for RGL classes, I wanted to think of fun resolution for myself that I could share with them, and I decided on:
Boffo Vocab!
I resolved to find new, interesting, strange, old, weird words and add them to my already pretty strange vocabulary.
And the first new-to-me word of the year is:
Lustrum.
A period of five years.
You're Welcome
Boffo.
And ever since then I have used the old-fashioned word whenever I can.
Thinking about New Year's Resolutions for RGL classes, I wanted to think of fun resolution for myself that I could share with them, and I decided on:
Boffo Vocab!
I resolved to find new, interesting, strange, old, weird words and add them to my already pretty strange vocabulary.
And the first new-to-me word of the year is:
Lustrum.
A period of five years.
You're Welcome
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