Archive for October 6, 2010

Yeah…So I Got Behind…Happiness Journal

The Birthday Girl

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Okay…

So, first, I will apologize for not keeping my word to you, my fabu readers, and myself. I really did mean to write daily, but, alas, I’m a doofus. Life’s been throwing curve-balls, as usual.

Anyhoo…

I’m very happy that everyone loved Saturday’s mullet picture. No, I didn’t have the pleasure of meeting him in person. Yes, he is exquisite.

I’m super happy that my lovely, scrumptious, witty, beautiful, baby sister, Stevie, celebrated her 26th birthday on Monday. I look forward to eating the ice cream cake bought in her honor with her, and the rest of the Arias clan, this weekend. She’s a wonderful person and the world is a brighter, more deliciously bizarre place for her very existence.

I’m excited to have some new writing projects going on. Money is good…Christmas, she is a comin’.

Speaking of Christmas…I’m happy that Black Friday (insert sinister laugh here) is only 51 days away and Christmas…78!

And finally, my greatest random happiness came when my youngest son, 18-months, said “Ah yuv you,” for the first time today. Instant heart puddle, right where I was standing. And since this is a happiness journal, I won’t mention that immediately following his proclamation of love, he pinched my tubby belly. :)

I hope your day was as happy as mine!

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When it comes to thrill seeking, I’m admittedly a chicken. You won’t find me jumping from planes or skiing the K-12. Heck no. Broken bones aren’t on this girl’s to-do list ever. I don’t think excitement should come with the potential for a trip to the ER…or worse.

What thrills me…is the supernatural (and not even the Jensen Ackles (yum) kind). I LOVE the spine-tingling, mind-scrambling high I get when I’m terrified. It’s delicious. And, because I have no history of a heart condition, harmless.

Now, most folks can get that kind of excitement from a spooky movie or chilling novel, but not this girl. They don’t phase me. At all. I know it’s a movie or book and nothing’s going to jump out and grab me. No heebie-jeebies here.

Haunted houses, not real ones- Halloween entertainment ones- usually don’t do the trick either. I’ve hit on two, in my life, that have really freaked me out, but after we hopped into our car, the thrill was gone. They’re fun, but the chill fades fast.

That only leaves me with one option. An over-nighter in a truly haunted house. I’m talkin’ keeping you up all night, antique furnishings moving on their own, bone-rattling sounds and the pies de resistance…an actual visit from someone who was a lot more alive before his or her funeral. Now that would be the ultimate.

And because I’m twisted, I’d love to bring my family along. Not so much my children, because they’re still very young and I’m really not wanting to traumatize them yet (psychiatrists aren’t cheap), but my husband, dad, brother and sister.

I think my sister and I would roll through, scared spitless, but able to deal. My brother, who is the king of logic, would be a skeptical, de-bunking machine…until something awesome happened. But the real entertainment would come from my dad and the hubz. Lets just say, I’d pack an extra pair of shorts for each of them.

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There are many alleged haunted bed and breakfasts in the US, but where I’d really like to get my thrill on is at a haunted Scottish castle. Not only would the ghostly experience be exhilarating, but the authenticity of the unfamiliar, cold, dark surroundings would amp up the energy.

So, there you have it, kids. My ultimate family vacation would be a haunted getaway to a poltergeist-infested castle in Scotland. Muahahahahaha….

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The Happiness Journal

Many of you lovely ladies have been wondering where I’ve been and missing my commentary on random mullet madness.

The truth is this. Even a plucky flair-meister, such as myself, can get caught up in an ugly, funk-rut, and that’s just where I’ve been. I haven’t been able to get myself to do much of anything, but all of the sudden, it seems the clouds are clearing.

Today’s a new day.

It wasn’t a magic wand that “fixed” my mood, it was a actually more writing. It started out as free-writing some horrid, unhappy wickedness that’s been tinging my warm fuzziness. After I read it a time or two, I realized how stupid I was being.

I realize it’s normal to have foulness set in from time to time, but it’s just not my style. I don’t dig being down, and my family doesn’t deserve Ugly Mom, either. Not that I was Screamy McHaterton, I was more of an Indifference McBroodypants. And it sucked.

I was actually bringing myself down. Blech.

So, anyhoo, I deleted the nastiness and started writing a list of wonderful things that are blessing my life right now. The list…was long. And wonderful. And exciting. And refreshing.

I needed to see it all. In black and white. The people that love me. My three healthy children. The career opportunities. The support from friends old and new. On and on it went.

When you lay it out like that, it’s astonishing. Life really IS good.

A long time ago, I wrote daily in a happiness journal. It wasn’t full of long, drawn out ramblings about how life was always daisies and jazz hands. Just a short blurb everyday about something that brought me happiness. No negativity was allowed.

I’m doing it again, starting today.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Today, for the first time in two weeks, I looked for random pictures of mullets. And laughed. Hysterically. Mama’s back.

What’s he thinking about? Is he contemplating the universe? Has he spotted the mullet-sporting woman (or man) of his dreams?

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