Warning Labels of Life

I am pretty sure that when you are 37 3/4 yrs. old the warning label on your life should read something like this:

"The following program may contain scenes and language not meant for children, parental discretion is advised. "

Or something of that nature, yada yada yada.......anyway my point being there should be some life in your life, ya know? Things that may be "unsuitable" for your viewers. To date I would say my life is pretty vanilla and I may have a hard time even earning a PG-13 rating.

These days my life label would be this:

Thats's right people. I am more of a Little Golden (no pun intended) Book these days.......

Acceptance.

One thing I have learned is that life is made up of a bunch of acceptance. Acceptance of friends, family, circumstances......yourself. Recently while in my "life coaching" (therapy) sessions I was told that I finally needed to come to terms with being single, solo, party of one. Meaning I needed to accept the fact that its where I was and had been in life and that longing for a partner was holding me back from moving forward or closer to a partner. I was also told that being single was temporary, to which I replied that 10+ years (with a few relationships here and there) didn't FEEL very temporary. Yes I know that circumstances can change, mine as well - that being single isn't FOREVER and sometimes the grass isn't always greener on the other side of the relationship fence. Its not that I have a fantasy of what a relationship is, and that there are many who aren't happy and WANT to be single or would rather be in my shoes; I just want someone to share a life with, tackle the obstacles in life with, someone that has my back the way only a man can (maybe this is giving the male species too much credit), taking out the trash here and there would be nice and most of all, not have to show up as the party of one (1) - continually.

I agree I could be a better, proactive participant in my own circumstances, or I better get ALOT better at accepting where I am. Single. On the couch. with two dogs. and a glass of wine. Which doesn't sound so bad either now that I think about it.........

Reasons I Love the Big D.

NOT. It's 7:00pm and I have been in traffic for 45 minutes and traveled less than 2 miles. Dallas North Tollway - it's a love/hate relationship. As is Dallas in general. Maybe I'll be home for the 10:00 news. 

The kind of day......

.....where you put argyle tights on and they stretch so much it looks anything like argyle. Ya pretty much that kind of Monday.

Re-do.

Can we have a re-do, or do over of the holidays and new year please? Serious. Family, friends and myself included all have more than one reason for this request. 

Funk.

In your belly button. We all have it. Grab a Q-Tip douse it in some rubbing alcohol and get to swabbing in there, you would be surprised what it can collect. Just food for thought this morning as I start to take my shower.

I'm bbbbbbaaaaaacccckkkkk............

So it's been awhile, about 4 years if you were counting. A lot of life can happen in 4 years, I'll bring you up to speed and post about that here. For now I will leave you with that Season 19 is getting ready to start of my "fave" show The Bachelor (NOT.), theres been 4 seasons if you have been counting, countless tears, many a breakdown and break-up and no REAL true love to speak of........and I think I may be back at square one with my debate/belief in a higher being/power, more on that to come as well. Looking forward to catching up........