Laughter on Halloween

I really like this quote from Coco Chanel.

The image is signed “purewow” and I found it on Pinterest.

It got me thinking about the importance of laughter, humor, and being amusing.

Everyone knows a sour individual. They walk in the room and the whole atmosphere changes. You can practically see the dark cloud over their head, and you avoid them like the plague.

But don’t you just love the people who walk in and everything comes alive? They carry an energy, a purpose. They have a light in their eyes that brings a peace, a joy in being around them.

When they smile, you smile. You can’t help it.

What about a person that makes you laugh? It might be their dry sense of humor, or maybe it’s their kooky commentary that catches you off guard for an impromptu belly laugh?

We get to have a life here, for however long it is, we might as well be amusing, lift others, and have a laugh or two along the way. Laughter is the best medicine, and rightly so.

This Halloween I’m grateful for a change in the weather! It seems we’ve jumped from Summer (like 80’s and 90 degrees) to a gusty 35 degrees. It’s time to break out the coat……I wonder where I stored it? I might have had gloves a few years ago? 😁πŸ₯ΆπŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸ‘½β˜ οΈπŸ’€πŸ€‘🀠

This might make The Halloween Festivities a little more interesting tonight!

Never eat at the bar alone.

I had been out making sales calls, finished up the morning and took my car at lunch for the needed oil change.

The line was long for the oil change, so I Uber’d to a nearby place for lunch.

Being by myself, and being lunch I opted to eat at the bar.

There was a couple, and a solo, older man already there, and they were mostly finished with lunch. I dug thru my purse for my expense receipts, business cards, et al so I could update my expense account, and my CRM.

The older man (late 60’s early 70’s) was to my left. He was a chatty guy. He had been conversing with the couple, and he turned to me. “I love your dimples. Do you know what they mean?” I responded politely “not sure, there are lots of stories”. He said “It means you’ve been kissed by God”. I replied with a little nervous chuckle, ” I had heard ‘kissed by angels, before.” I was Hoping that was the end of the discussion. But no. Innocuous conversation about what I do, He noticed my wedding ring, asked about my husband. He wanted to know if I had children, made a comment that “I looked too ‘young’ to have boys their age.” We talked about the Astros, as there is a big game tonight. More personal questions ensued. Then My Creep-O-Meter got too loud to ignore, and I HAD NO IDEA what to do! For a gal who always has a plan….this created an issue for me.

It’s been so long since anyone has flirted with me I was dumbfounded, and in desperate need to flee.

I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t get out of there fast enough.

I ordered an Uber back to the auto shop, and the poor Uber driver…..I made no sense to him at all, I was that rattled.

The sad thing is I’m completely out of practice turning those situations around. They are easy to diffuse, and I remember being good at it a long time ago. He was a single, older man, looking for a date, conversation, probably more. That is ok. I’m just so out of practice, I couldn’t be graceful in my “No thank you”, and still continue a polite conversation.

Truly, I think that ability is a woman’s power–To Be graceful . Graceful in conversation, and graceful in the No Thank You —when a man is just being a guy….Probably feeling as awkward as I did.

I think what rattled me most was my belief that no one would be interested in flirting with me. That sort of shook me.

What a wake up call to sharpen a long dusty, rusty, skill set of being part of the human race. Flirting, conversing, or just Being an interesting and kind person to all that I can is important. For sure, there are enough jerks out there.

No need to be awkward about it. Now, where do I practice my “No Thanks” graceful, lady like phrases?

It’s times like these, I appreciate my husband’s presence. He’s a wonderful covering, and one of the reasons I’m out of practice.

Early mornings, changes, and observations

Since Maximus came to live with us in August, my sleep has changed.

Max doing really well with the house training, and can go almost till 5 am before he’s got to go outside.

I have found that I wake up about 4:30 am in anticipation of the puppy’s needs.

It’s funny how much better I feel, waking up early. My biometric clock is reset, and the effects are good.

Once the puppy is taken care of outside, he’s hungry. Max and Dolly get their morning treats of dental biscuits, Cheerios, and maybe a carrot for Max. The Cheerios is a long story, maybe I’ll share it another time.

I put the coffee on, get my husband’s lunch together. He’s got the pumpkin and goat cheese quiche this week. I threw some Halloween candy in for him today on a whim. I wonder what he will think when he opens up his lunch box?

Since the hubs leaves the house early, we’ve had time to sit for a few minutes and have coffee before he leaves. It makes a nice start to the day.

Before Max came, my husband took care of the dogs, (which is why they get Cheerios) he made the coffee, put together his own lunch and kissed me awake before he left for work.

I think I like this new morning routine better, I know my husband does!

Time for some Gratitude

You don’t have to be grateful for everything, that’s impossible.

But we can be grateful in all things.

Today, I’m grateful for my heartbeat, I have eyesight, and hearing.

I’m grateful that my legs still work, and I have a roof over my head.

There is just NO use in complaining about what isn’t working. I’ve got to focus on the good.

What can you be thankful for today?

Barefoot, in the kitchen, and happy

There is something about cooking that makes me happy.

Grating, chopping, stirring, slicing, simmering, and serving.

Roasted chicken thighs on potatoes and onions with rosemary and lemon. A beautiful Sunday night meal.

Getting nerdy, roasting fresh pumpkin, adding goat cheese, eggs, cream, herbs…putting together a quiche. It turned out more like a savory cheese cake. I ate two pieces, it was so different. Light, but so full of rich flavor.

The family Sugo. A meat sauce with wonderful herbs, fresh oregano, thyme, and rosemary from my garden….Also with Lots of garlic, and sweet Italian sausage.

My favorite part of the day, dancing around the kitchen barefoot, the music up loud, stirring my sauce, making something good for my family.

Love is a constant

The ups and downs of loving people. After National Grouch Day, I’m sure that I’m doing better today than yesterday.

As Scarlett O’Hara says “tomorrow is another day”. Thank Goodness.

True confessions

I’m a bit of a grouch. Ive been known to be grumpy too. A complaint or two have fallen from these lips. It’s true.

When I started this blog in 2013, I was determined to overcome the grouchies by focusing on Gratitude.

That focus has really helped me, even though, sometimes, occasionally, usually around a full moon, and when I’m out of wine…..I can be a little grouchy.

Image credit Sandra Boynton.