it's nice to know that it's there as a last resort.
Given insurance and whatnot, probably very last.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
it's nice to know that it's there as a last resort.
Given insurance and whatnot, probably very last.
Ugh, that horrible laughing in the background. That poor kid.
The thing that breaks me up is that he didn't throw a fit like some spoiled brat. He just looked so bereft and heartbroken. Silent tears and disspointment. No child deserves that kind of cruelty.
That's just not right.
I like the smell of chlorine on me. Weird.
Point got voted #18 in CNN's best places to retire. Huh. I would have figured it too cold for retirees. But from July-December it is GORGEOUS.
Anything short and sweet you can tell me? I've tried your garden variety stress control stuff, but you can't lessen your stress too much, can you?
They call their techniques "Martial Arts for the Mind," as they've been told by martial artists that what they talk about is the mental component of martial arts. What was interesting was the idea that you can actually train your mind to deal with stress better with practice.
The woman he mentioned said that what helped her wasn't the breathing/relaxation but the "movie" idea. The idea being to think of little kids watching a movie, how they're always yelling at the screen and warning the hero that the villain is crouched behind the bushes, as if that will do any good. If you find yourself in a stressful situation, step back and view it as a movie. It does no good to yell at the movie; that won't solve anything. Step back and assess the situation objectively as if you were giving advice to a character in a movie.
It sounds really simple, but it's hard to do unless you work at it. The other thing that made a lot of sense even though it seemed obvious was that stress is all internal. Stress is all about our response, so we are the only ones who can control it.
So Abby's back from the dance/luau. She had a grand time. There was barefoot dancing and pizza and shaved ice and boys.
And so it begins...
especially with as gorgeous as she is.
Am home. All I want to do is put on some pjs, pound some NyQuil and sleep forever, but I seem to be STARVING. This does not seem fair.
especially with as gorgeous as she is.
Her father is so not prepared.
I want to go kidnap that kid and bring him to my house and buy him an X-Box and whatever the hell else he wants too, and hug him lots and tell him everything will be okay. I want to handcuff his parents to the radiator and when they get really hungry bring them a pizza box full of dead cockroaches.