I hate using the phrase bucket list because it implies life's like a grocery list of to-do's. Not to mention I despise the sound of that haphazard term. Check. Done. Check. Done. Sounds rather unfulfilling when your dreams are laid out that way. So, I'm just going to call it as it is. It's a dream that's coming true!
You probably guessed it. The book's not about cats. It's a witty and satirical follow up to my first book Living with the Dragon, Healing 15 000 Days of Abuse and Shame, and takes a unique spin on looking at life. Filled with sarcastic punchlines and deep-dish insight, I'm looking forward to sharing my latest project with you.
Meal planning can get be tricky and if you have a teenage boy like mine who's appetite went from being stuffed silly eating a Happy Meal to "I'm still hungry" after devouring a 24oz prime rib steak. Costco suddenly became my best friend. I'm not one who likes to spend hours on end in the kitchen, cooking and cleaning, but if it means I get to create a great meal that scores a perfect 10 in satiety, I'm all in. We both love going to the Keg steakhouse every now and then as a treat. Our favorite is their twice baked potato to go with their melt-in-your mouth prime rib. Every time we order their twice baked potato, I often say to my son I can make this at home too. Just as good, if not better.
I've been working on my second book. You might call it the follow up book to Living with the Dragon, but it works just as well as a stand alone. I'm about 3/4 done my manuscript and I can't wait to share it with you. More to come, including teasers but I promise this one's gonna be even better. I've been having such a fun time writing again and remembering how much I enjoyed piecing together my first book.
Throughout all my years of learning about improving my mental health and acknowledging my own personal growth, I sometimes think about how things in my life has happened for a reason. I love to self-reflect because it's a reminder of how far I've come since my days of kicking the dirt on the ground feeling defeated. Things happen for a reason. There's a cause and an effect, and if we choose to see an opportunity, greater things will come to surface given some time and patience.
In the last several months, I've made a conscious effort to put myself out there to broaden my peripheral view on life. I not only feel a boost in my self-esteem, but I also feel that I'm socially more comfortable in my own skin than ever before. I've attended a number of social functions where I knew very few to know one at all. I've gone to business seminars and conferences that I normally would have turned down the moment I heard they were taking place, and I went on a number of dates just for the hell of it. A dear friend once told me that going on dates is like going for a series of job interviews: you gain practice and experience hoping someday for that perfect match. As it stands right now, I remain unemployed.
As my collection of friends begin to show their age (with knee problems, high blood pressure, cholesterol challenges, balding), I sometimes think about some of my own aches and pains including my lower back and knees after playing intense games of basketball. And when I think about recent celebrities passing away at the young age of 75-80 years old, I begin doing the math of the remaining time I might have on this planet. So at the turn of the New Year, I reached several conclusions. Not resolutions. Conclusions.
My delightful millennial coworker Stella often teases me at work about my Gen X philosophies and idiosyncrasies. When I was in my 20's I never would have imagined going to bed at 8pm and that's one of the many things about me that she banters about. When I explained to her that on my dating profile, I included that I like to have meaningful conversations about life, she exploded in laughter pointing out that it's far too serious and a turn-off to say that. After her brief 101 on dating, I stood back and said yikes...she's right! Thus, I elected to save the meaningful conversations about life for a blog or with my close friends only.