musingsofacurlygirl

As I sat this evening eating my dinner, which consisted of a bowl of grapes (this is not the time to lecture me on nutrition) and listening to Billy Idol, I thought in the immortal words of Ice Cube, “today was a good day.”  Nothing extraordinary happened the Lakers did not beat the Super Sonics and in fact I spent most of my day frantically going from one place to the next with a headache.  However,  all the moments I had with people were very meaningful to me.  I feel like a Pollyanna these days but I am very grateful that I know so many awesome people to whom I like to talk to!  (Side note: did I just use whom right?  I always want to use that word but am to afraid but I did it right now!  See today is awesome!)  Anyways one thing I wonder about life is does your outlook on life change after you change your view of life or does it change after your life changes??  Which came first the chicken or the egg?

I know most of us find ourselves in ruts at points in our lives and sometimes those ruts feel like the Grand Canyon.  And to get out of that rut it’s going to take a two-day backpack trip.  We all have bumps in our lives that we must get over but that’s life.  The only difference is how we choose to deal with these bumps.  Gosh I hate to say I have had my share because I know there are many people who have had a rougher road and some that have it easier.  This is where I often failed, I would then compare myself to these people and become frustrated or upset with myself and wow that is not fair.  It’s funny because we teach our children to compare and contrast things but we can’t stop doing it to ourselves.  When this happens all you can taste is sour grapes (which by the way my dinner grapes were delicious and not sour).  Once you have let this bitterness into your life you have now just become a magnet of negative thoughts about yourself or others.  Oh and please I’m so guilty biggest but I was always the target of my own negativity.  Yeah I’ll say it, I was my biggest critic and I KNOW I’m not alone.   But I don’t do that anymore.  I am my biggest fan.  I am the only person who knows how awesome I really am.  I am the one person who knows that I really mean what I say and I like to hang out with myself.  In the words of John Candy (rest in peace) “I’m a Mog, half man and half dog, I’m my own best friend”

So no thank you I will not be having sour grapes for dinner I will be having the vino….. Oh and maybe some real food too!!

Bruises are the result when broken capillaries are damaged when some type of trauma occurs.  I will also be the first to tell you that I have weak capillaries because I bruise so easily and have been asked many times if I was in some domestic abuse situation (Note: if you are being abused please stop reading this and seek help and then call me to let me know if you are ok).  I have to be honest I don’t even remember how I get most of the bruises on my body.   Of course once you have a bruise it becomes some kind of beacon for another object or some sort of a target to hit that exact spot, Game on!

However, the most painful bruises are the ones nobody can see and seem to take so much longer to heal.  These are the most common bruises that we all carry, some can just hide them better.  Some don’t bruise as easy and some just heal faster.  No matter what category you fit into, bruises hurt.   I used to wish I could be one of those people who didn’t bruise so easily but now I see it differently.  Now I like to look down and see that super awesome purple, blue, blackish tattoo on my leg and think “Oh that must have hurt.” To looking down days later to see it healing and getting lighter and lighter reminding me that bruises do go away.  They give me hope that the bruises that hurt so bad inside get lighter and lighter everyday too.  And when “something” comes along to hit that exact spot that is so painful already I just have to remember that my broken capillaries are healing, just in their own time…