Happy Friday Eve! (That makes the day so much more doable, doesn’t it?)
My mom is here visiting, so the week has been filled with walks (for both her and the dog) and lots of games.
And for the record, she still is on top of hers (game, that is).
Not bad for almost 88.
This past Sunday, the hubby and I drove to Atlanta to celebrate my niece’s little boy’s second birthday and to pick up my mom. My sister and her husband drove up from Florida with my mom and met us there.
This works out quite well. My mom flew direct (hate to have her switching planes) from Appleton to St. Petersburg at the beginning of January, spending a few weeks with one of my sisters, before spending a few weeks with me.
Both of my sisters will come up later next week, stay for a few days, and then bring my mom back to Florida where she will spend another couple of weeks with my other sister, before flying back to Wisconsin.
Quite the system we have.
At any rate, in addition to celebrating a second birthday (with a gazillion cute babies), we also snuck in a stop at bartaco on our way.
You know how I feel about bartaco.
This past week, I have been entertained by this book with the naughty title.
Made me a bit uncomfortable when my mom asked me what I was reading.
And yes, I know. I am 52 years old. Didn’t seem to matter. I still got all hot and sweaty.
Regardless of the title, the book made me pause and think. Several times actually.
And thinking is always a good thing.
Do I recommend the book?
Do I agree with it all?
A few noteworthy parts:
Never try to be anything you aren’t. Accept who you are.
First part easy. Second part not so much. At least for me.
Self improvement and success often occur together, but that doesn’t necessarily mean they are the same thing.
Still turning this one over. I guess this all depends on your definition of success.
The desire for more positive experience is itself a negative experience. And the acceptance of one’s negative experience is itself a positive experience.
Wanting the reward, but not the struggle. Wanting the result, but not the process. In love with the victory, but not the fight.
Ooohhh. Now this one puts things in perspective for me.
Who you are is defined by what you are willing to struggle for.
Yeah…still trying to wrap my head around this one.
Being average has become the new standard of failure.
This one resonates with me. A lot.
Even though I know better.
Do any of these resonate with you?