For most of us, this is a joy-filled time of year.
And, for nearly all of us, it’s also a stressful time of year.
But, for many, it’s a time of year that blackens an already dark world. People who suffer from depression, anxiety, and other mental illnesses, and their loved ones, often find holiday times to be particularly difficult and bleak.
I hope you’ll make a special effort to consider the health of everyone around you this time of year,
Is there a gnawing sense of dread springing up from deep within you? Do you have a feeling you might not be ready for Christmas? Did you try lying down to see if the feeling would pass? Are you wondering if it’s time for you to panic? Here’s how to know for sure:
The great debates of our time are many: Paper versus plastic. Red versus blue. Sheldon versus Leonard.
But, we’ve got plenty of No-Need-To-Debate’s, too. Here are the Top 10 Things We Can All Agree On.
#10. Deodorant – Wear it. Every day. All the time. People who choose to be anti-deodorant-ites should be required to maintain a minimum distance of 30 feet between themselves and any pro-deodorant-ites.
Did you know there are 53 watermelons in that giant, super-sturdy cardboard bin at Costco? Did you know if your 5 year old aims carefully and hits the giant super-sturdy cardboard bin full of watermelons with the corner of the pretty-big, apparently-even-sturdier-than-the-cardboard-bin shopping cart, the giant, super-sturdy cardboard bin will magically split open?
Did you know when the bin splits open 48 of the 53 watermelons will make a run for it?
Either way, the daddy-ing dads, stepdads, uncles, grandpas, brothers, cousins, neighbors, teachers, coaches, and many more do makes a huge difference for the better in the lives of the children they daddy.
Know that all of your efforts for the children in your life are appreciated and world changing, even if they aren’t acknowledged.
Just Because You’re At Graduation Doesn’t Mean You’re Smart!!!
by Gina Valley
I was subjected to unjustifiable torture this weekend.
That’s right, I attended a graduation ceremony.
My nephew, my older sister’s son (she says that I don’t need to point out she’s older. But, I do need to. Because she’s older. Much, much older. And, she always made me be Ken when we played Barbies when I was little.) (Actually,