Perfection in the Personal Paradox

        Hello, again.  I promise I'm still around, and working toward progress.  You'd be surprised at how many drafts from over the years I have sitting there, started but not feeling "right".  But that actually plays well with the idea that I've thought to share for this week.  Let's see if it gets out for you to read!

        It's a little raw, just so you know.  But that's how it's been, lately, and what falls out of my mind is usually filtered through whatever is on it at the time.  Pretty sure that's the way it works for a lot of things, for a lot of people.  Anyway, here we go.

As Good a Time as Any!

        Last week, I'm sure I more than adequately explained, I'm not a big fan of "New Years resolutions".  

        This week, while I still feel that way, it seems a bit fitting that Life saw fit to hand me what it has, so I can make use of such a perfectly-timed need for a post topic!

        So... Let's do this.

A Somewhat Brief Note of Thanks

Thank you.

Up, Down, All Around...Get Me to the Ground!

"I went on a roller coaster once.  You know, it was just so interesting to me that a ride could make me so frightened, so scared, so sick, so excited, and so thrilled all together!  Some didn't like it.  They went on the merry-go-round.  That just goes around.  Nothing.  I like the roller coaster.  You get more out of it."

~ Grandma in the film, Parenthood

Don't Worry, Be Grateful!

        This week's Motivational Mondays' section came as a surprise to me.  After thinking about it a while, I've decided to just preface it with a disclaimer, because ... well, isn't that the way everybody else does it?  So here' goes:

        The following post is based on actual topic prompts, but the perspective has been broadened to protect the moderate.  It has been edited for judgmental content and formatted to fit this audience.  If you try reading this at home (or anywhere else)... try to keep an open mind, hmm?

Play It Again, But This Time Shake It Up a Little!

        So, it's Monday (when I likely will post this anyway), and so, as is my tradition, I'm here working on my personal challenge of taking on Christine Morgan's "Motivational Mondays" topics for this week, Week 16.

The Cowardly Blogger

*peeks out timidly*
Is it Monday, yet?
(Words no one ever expected they'd read/hear in their lifetime.)

Impoverished and Enriching

        I've had some interesting, enlightening and amusing conversations this past week, with reference to the last Motivational Mondays post, or the PB Project in general, and I'm going to include some the gist of a couple with you, having the permission of the other parties.

Okay, Let's Just Be Honest. Brutally Honest.

        Given that yesterday I was celebrating what I felt like a minor victory, and mentioned that I wondered if my body would express its attitude problem in response (which it has!), I would imagine this post would seem like an extension of such.  But really, this is a long time coming, and I suppose the time is now.

Scaring Myself in the Name of Hope

The Phoenix and The Butterfly project originally began over a year ago, when I began to wish there was some way to connect with others in a way that might help them.  This is not my first blogging effort, but it has a different tone and timbre, so to speak.

Because It Was The Idea To Begin With

I've been really back and forth about this blog. 

Some moments it's all, "Let me do my small part to help make 

the world a bit better for someone, at least!" 

But at other moments, it's more, "I'm an idiot, and let me prove that for the eternal, 

public catacombs of the internet to display!" 

*sigh*

My Love/Hate Relationship With Life

Ever have those days when Irony rears her little head, ready to catch you at just the right (read: wrong) moment?  How about those days when she decides to keep at it, nearly cackling in her maniacal, little way?  Yes, she and I go way back.  Far, far too far back!

The First Step

Okay.  Here' goes....

I'm PB (no, not peanut butter, but good one!), and I have a problem.

They say that's the first step, right?  To just be bold and courageous and just admit it.