Meh... I'll Do it Tomorrow

I recently listened to a cheerful podcast entitled "The Mental Illness Happy Hour."

It actually is funny at times.  Promise.

This particular episode featured Adam Carrola.  I was impressed with how insightful he can be.  I don't agree with him politically, but he can be very down to earth, practical, and intelligent.  At one point, he was describing how sometimes...somehow... doing the smallest, most simple of tasks seems to require a mountainous effort.  He offered an example by explaining how, for a time, he had left a coffee cup on the floor in the passenger seat of his car.  For months it rolled around and around and annoyed him every time he would drive.  He'd wish for the cup to be gone, but it was just there... annoying him.

His advice? 

Pick up the fucking coffee cup.  Just pick it up.  It may take a Herculean effort, but just do it and then it’s done.  And try to consistently do that in your life.  Of course I can immensely relate to that message and realized what is probably true for everyone:

THERE IS A HORRIBLE, BUT SMALL CHORE IN YOUR LIFE THAT YOU HAVE BEEN PUTTING OFF.

Today, you are going to do it.  You are going to spend that five minutes cleaning that hideous toilet or finally calling your insurance company or whatever it is.  I put this into four easy steps for myself. 

Step 1: Steel myself mentally, physically, and spiritually.

Step 2: Gather the items required to get this thing done.

Step 3: Put on "Closer to Fine" by the Indigo Girls, possibly the single most inspiring and motivating piece of art ever created by humans.  Let its fineness power flow through each cell in my body.  Realize I am so much bigger--and stronger--than your humble roots and nigh impossible odds whatever stupid tiny chore this is. 

Step 4: I now have the strength to do anything.  Re-play Fine if need be and get that shit done.

3 Years of Birthdays!

This year's birthday party was Star Wars themed.  Grandma Carol made Dashiell and you Luke Skywalker outfits.  You wore yours like the sexy little man you are and bare chested it.  I loved seeing your milky white skin peek out from the deep v-neck. 

 

I digress. 

 

Just want to post a few pictures of this party and your family.  

 

 

 

Love your little face in the corner here.  I think you were digging the Yoda face in the grapes.

 

These two kinda made the party a blast.  Clara kept me in order and organized and Liam brought the funk.  He may have had one too many "yoda sodas"...  but who am I to judge?

You were so down to business with unwrapping those presents that this was one of the rare occasions when you smiled.  Awww... that smile...

 

Here's Liam with said Yoda Soda.  That boy don't know when to quit!

 

Clara is always right there to assist you and make you look good. 

 

Back to year two.  We had a Dr. Seuss themed party based on the classic The Lorax.  We talked about those Truffala trees--made out of feather boas--for a long time to come.

Clara helping again... very lucky to have her.

 

 

Like all good parties, this one ended with a kiss.  And I think his hat was on the chandelier... No questions.

 

 

And the first party... I loved this one.  It was based on the book, Where the Wild Things Are and you were dressed as Max--King of the Wild Things.

 

You had NEVER had a sweet like this before and I bought you a gingerbread cupcake with cream cheese frosting on top.  You look pretty giddy with anticipation.

 

 

That's the end for now.  But I can't wait to see where your interests and passions take you for your birthdays to come.