Happy Hour Chatter

I have heard that our brains have an internal conversation consisting of about 10,000 words per day.   Yet, only about a 1000 of those words leave our mouth.  That's about 1/10th of words we actually get to share with others.   Now think about what you say to others.  Think about your conversations and the tone in which they are said.   Do you find yourself saying positive, affirming words?  Do your words portray politeness or hatred? Are the words you share with your co-workers cooperative or negative? Do you tell your children you love them?  Often? Do we make those 1000 words count when they leave our mouths?  When was the last time you told someone they were appreciated, loved, wanted?  Or they did a great job, were smart, beautiful, kind, powerful, awesome? Or were the words spoken words demeaning.  Did you tell someone they were hated, ugly, stupid, unwanted or worthless. Think abou...

It's been quite a week for me.  All of my weeks are busy, but this one seemed especially more so and I'm not quite sure why. The week started out awesome with my yoga classes on Monday.  I won't give you a play by play, but let me just say this - I have the best yoga students ever.  It seems that when my day is especially stressful, all I need to do is get on my yoga mat (and with my students) and whatever is bothering me fades away. Tuesday was no exception.  My trainer - BJ- gave me an awesome workout and promised to put me through the Crazy 8 challenge on Thursday.  No excuses. (More on that later).   Then another awesome class at the gym (Anytime Fitness) where I now teach on Tuesday nights. Work has been especially busy as of late, which isn't surprising given that we're heading in the holiday season.  This time of year always sees to find more inmates, more family requests of "what can I send little Johnny for Christmas" and long lost ...

I do not get them often, but when I do, they're doozies. This one just happened to coincide with my cardio workout at the gym.  I know, right?  Of ALL the places to have a meltdown, just go ahead and have one inside a public place where people can see you.   Luck was on my side though; the gym was empty except for me. What led to my meltdown?  A culmination of things actually.  Today was mother-in-law day.  She was a peach and in a good mood, so she wasn't the issue at all.   One of her grandsons, who works as a cook at the restaurant we frequented, was there today. He was there last week also and I had to draw his attention to come over just so he would say hello to his grandmother.  He barely made eye contact with her, or me for that matter, and couldn't make his exit quick enough.   I do not know why I had expectations that he would come over on his own accord today but obviously I placed a higher regard for him tha...