Friday’s Funnies – My Faves This Week

Friday seems to sneak up on me every single week! And now that the holidays are approaching, time will go even faster. How will I ever keep up? I’ll try. That’s about all I can do. I hope your week has been good to you! Enjoy this week’s Friday’s Funnies!

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Now, if I can just remember to set my clocks back 1 hour on Sunday there may be hope for me after all. I forget everything all the time so we’ll see! Have a wonderful weekend, my friends. Don’t forget to laugh!

Aunt Debbie

The Escape

Last night was an interesting night. It started off like any other night. I was crocheting as Dad and I watched the new FBI series. At one point I heard an odd noise and tilted my ear toward the back of the house. Dad asked if I heard something and I told him I had, but that I couldn’t be sure what it was. It wasn’t a worrisome noise and I didn’t hear it again, so it was forgotten.

Fast forward to around 12:40am. I was still watching tv and crocheting. It was actually more crocheting and listening to the tv. All of a sudden, I hear something jump onto the window a/c by the window where I sat. I thought, Oh crap. Another stray cat. I moved the curtain to the side slowly so not to frighten this stray cat, and lo and behold it was NOT a stray cat after all. It was Jack!

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Jack comes in at 4pm feeding time and he is not allowed to go back outside because he’s such an asshole to get back in before dark. So, he WAS inside. As I got up to let him in, I asked him, “How the hell did you get outside?” Of course, he didn’t tell me. He thought it best if I figure it out for myself!

My first thought was that he must’ve found a way out of the “catio.” Sure enough, a quick look with the flashlight showed the exact spot where he made his escape. It’s not the best enclosure but it keeps my furbabies safe at night from coyotes and other such terrifying creatures of the night. Of course, if a bear wanted a cat bad enough he could easily rip that catio plumb off its base. But by then the cats would have all scattered back into the house and under my bed.

 

So, what’s a cat-mom to do? I couldn’t do anything about it that late and in the dark so I blocked off the cat door where they couldn’t go out there at all. I didn’t want Jack to escape again as I knew he would if given the chance. I knew Kitty wouldn’t even attempt to escape as she rarely goes out on the catio, and I knew Honey couldn’t escape even if she wanted to because she’s just too damn fat to climb up to the opening. Alice is another story. I didn’t know if she would try or not. I didn’t know if she would follow Jack, and I’d never find her in the dark. (She’s black as night.) Besides, she’s the best cat I have and I would die if she got lost in the woods. So, none of them got to go out on the catio.

That didn’t go over well. Alice and Jack meowed and scratched until after 1am until they finally gave it up and went to sleep next to me. It took putting the vacuum cleaner next to the blocked opening to get their little furry butts settled down!

Oh, and that odd noise I heard earlier? I think it might have been Jack forcing his way through that opening in the wire. I checked him over pretty good to make sure he didn’t hurt himself and there was no blood or bones poking out. He got lucky. If I had gone to bed before he jumped up on the a/c, then I’d have never known he was out in the scary dark!

They are happier now that Dad repaired the hole, even though it’s raining today. They go out under the board or in the shelter and they’re good to go.

My silly (yet annoying) little furbabies, how I love them so.

Forgetful Mess

I swear, I forget things left and right these days. My pain level consumes me, even on a good day and if you know about chronic pain then you understand how difficult it is to stay focused.

I used to be able to multi-task, had a great memory, and even when surrounded by chaos I was able to get things done efficiently. Even when I worked full time and was running on empty most of my days off, I was still in control. The girls I worked with often commented how I was “on top of things” or “had it going on.” I was asked one time, “How do you hold it all together with kids and work and everything else?”

Those days are freakin’ gone. G.O.N.E.

Just gone.

This morning I left the house to go to town (28 miles away) and I didn’t notice until I got there that I had forgotten my phone. My only concern was if I had a problem, I would have no way of calling for help.

Saturday, before Dad and I left for our weekly lunch excursion, he asked if I needed the grocery list. I told him there were only 3 things on the list so “how the hell could I possibly forget them?” Guess what? I remembered 2 of those items but never did recall the 3rd until we got home.

I need both hands to get out of a chair. I have to set things down before I can get up. Well, if I forget my water bottle/coffee mug/phone or whatever else one more time I think I might scream! It’s just seconds! If I didn’t have to sit them down, I wouldn’t walk off and forget them!! It doesn’t help matters any that I walk with a cane so I only have one hand available to carry things. I have started keeping a tote bag next to my chair so if I have more than one item, I can carry them all!

A lot of people forget what they have entered a room for… I do this nearly every time I get up and walk into another room! I stand there scratching my head until I remember what it was I got up to do. Sometimes, I just go sit back down until it comes to me!

And trying to remember what the name of the movie was we just saw 2 nights ago or what we had for dinner last night or what day was it when _________? (Fill in the blank!) Lost cause. I have started keeping notes in a composition notebook. I call it the C.R.S. book.

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In case you haven’t guessed it, C.R.S. stands for Can’t Remember Shit…because I can’t remember shit!

I even keep a notebook in the car to keep track of where we go and the date. I have notes and notepads all over the house to help me remember things. If I don’t write it down, it’s LOST! I sync my desktop calendar to my phone calendar to help me keep track of appointments, birthdays, and other important dates. I’m lost without all of my note keeping aids.

Do you have a good or bad memory? Do you have any tricks or tips for helping you remember things? Please do share, because I am a FORGETFUL MESS!

10 Things I Have Learned With My Therapist’s Help

I’ve been seeing a therapist for the last 6 years. I never thought I would do this, not in a million years but I was tied up in knots, grief, sadness, depression, anger, and a whole lot of other detrimental emotions. I had to do something because I was sinking deeper and deeper.

I always thought, “Why do I need a therapist when I have friends and family to talk to about my problems?” The problem was that my friends and family were too close to the situation. I needed someone who was unbiased and professional. I needed guidance and I needed perspective from an outsider. I needed someone who would be honest with me but wouldn’t judge me, no matter what I told her.

That’s exactly what I got. The first therapist I saw is the same therapist I am seeing now. She has helped me more than I can even express in words. After just 1 year I was in a much better place emotionally and mentally. With each passing year, I have become much stronger and able to cope with the emotions I must deal with on a day to day basis. The issues now are of my pain and mobility, which are just as detrimental as the issues of 6 years ago but I’m strong enough now to handle it. Thanks to my therapist, I have learned a lot of things to help me on my journey and I think I will always hear her voice in the back of my mind guiding me and challenging me. I’d like to share with you those things in hopes of encouraging others to seek therapy if needed because it certainly does help!

  1. I am able to identify and handle my triggers, those things that cause me anxiety or sadness. I now know how to refocus my attention on other things or prepare myself emotionally beforehand.
  2. I have learned several different methods of breathing to help me to relax or calm down when I become anxious or even when I need to fall asleep.
  3. I learned that I do not have to engage with people who are being belligerent or unpleasant in some way. I do not have to participate in confrontational conversations, nor do I have to take someone else’s abuse or accusations.  I hold the power to walk away or not respond. I end conversations that are rude and condescending. Why perpetuate the problem?
  4. I have learned that I am my own worst enemy! I am always second-guessing myself, making unrealistic demands of myself, comparing myself to others, over-thinking, and I’m very critical of everything I do. I have learned to curtail the urge to do these things! It’s hard sometimes, but I realize that I don’t have to be perfect.
  5. I have always known that you can’t help someone who doesn’t want to help themselves. But what I didn’t realize was that it was ok to NOT be someone’s go-to person for help and advice. I learned that those people sucked the energy right out of me and that I had the right to take care of me and say, “NO.” I let go of toxic people and made my life easier.
  6. I learned that my grief and sadness were valid. I had been through the wringer, as they say, and I had been carrying so much guilt and shame for things that #1) I didn’t do and #2) that were beyond my control. My therapist validated my feelings and helped me to realize that I could let go of those emotions because the guilt and shame were not mine to bear. Validation and a new perspective on things really do help!
  7. I have always been a people-pleaser. I’ve neglected myself for so many years in the past because I felt that others’ needs were more important. I always considered my children’s needs to be of more importance than my own needs when they were growing up, but there were still times I could have put my needs higher on the list. I have since stopped making everyone else a priority and am focusing on taking care of me! I am not responsible for anyone other than myself. My kids are grown and can take care of themselves. It’s time for me to take care of me. Of course, I still look out for my Dad. He’s almost 82 years old and needs a watchful eye at times, but for the most part, he takes care of himself.
  8. I’m an analytical thinker. I use information and evidence, as well as my own personal experiences to solve problems and form my own opinions. I am a logical thinker, so when people do stupid things it blows my freakin’ mind! I try to see both sides of an issue, which most people refuse to do – they believe what they believe and there is no room in their minds for any other position or way of thinking. I learned with the help of my therapist, that having an analytical mind creates conflict in that I can’t bond with others who don’t think as I do. Does that make sense? It’s very difficult for me to create friendships with people who don’t see things the same way I do. And that’s OK. I don’t dislike those people, I just can’t bond with them in the way that I would with someone of like-minded thinking.
  9. I have learned that it’s ok to cry. I grew up being ridiculed for being sensitive and for crying. Thanks, Mom. To this day, I avoid movies, songs, situations (like funerals, even weddings) because I feel ashamed to cry, especially in front of others. My feelings are just as important as anyone else’s and if I feel like crying then so be it. At least I can show sympathy and empathy for others, which is more than I can say for some people.
  10. Throw away the “should have, would have, could have” mentality. I’ve had this thought many times when I was dealing with past issues. It does nothing but waste time. This is a negative, unproductive way of thinking. The past is the past. It’s best to look forward and focus on the here and now. Otherwise, you’ll be stuck in a place you don’t want to be. My therapist is a wise woman. She brought me out of that place and I’m not going back. EVER.

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So, these are just some of the things I’ve learned seeing my therapist. Of course, most of them I already knew (and I don’t know if this will make sense to you) but I was unaware. I was unaware of what I was doing and not doing in regards to my own mental health. Now I am more mindful of what I’m doing and thinking, and I am committed to myself.

Because I’m worth it. And so are you. If you are struggling, please don’t be ashamed or embarrassed to seek out help. You are worth it!

 

Friday’s Funnies – My Faves This Week

I have been struggling with writing for several weeks now. I’ve just had one of those “dry spells” and I can’t shake it. I get an idea and then I sit down to write, but then I just go blank after my original ideas are in print. I hope things will start coming a bit more easily soon.

I’ve also been having a hard time keeping up with all of your blogs! How do you keep up? Do you read all of the blogs you follow? As if it’s not hard enough to keep up, WordPress has made it harder to “like” the posts you do read. Ok, harder isn’t really the right word. It’s just inconvenient to have to go back to the reader and “like” the posts from there. How do you do it? I preferred being able to “like” posts on the post itself as I finished reading it! Much easier!

It’s been a “struggly” kind of month. I’m ready for November! Thanks for listening to my complaints. Now, on with Friday’s Funnies! Enjoy!

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There ya go! That last one is my fave! I could hear crazy Jim’s voice as I read it! I was a big fan of “Taxi” as it brings back many memories of laughing our butts off as a family. We didn’t have many of those!

I hope you have a super weekend! Peace & Love to you all!

Aunt Debbie