Monthly Archives: April 2018

Day 1936: Confused

Yesterday, I indicated on my feelings chart that I was confused.


If you’re confused about the feelings chart, read this post and that post.

I get confused when

  • people are mean for no apparent reason,
  • bad things happen to good people,
  • people I love leave, and
  • somebody gives me directions for more than 30 seconds.

I love what U.N. Ambassador Nicki Haley said this week when Trump advisor Larry Kudlow remarked that “there might have been some momentary confusion” on her part.

With all due respect, I don’t get confused.

The media called Nicki Haley’s response a “clapback” which confused me, because I’ve never seen that word before.

Is anybody here confused about my other photos from yesterday?







Does anybody else get confused about how to spell “cancelled”?

Here‘s #1 from’s Best Songs About Confusion:

With all due respect, I will not get confused by any comment you might leave below.

I hope nobody is confused by my gratitude for all who helped me create this confused post and — of course! — for YOU.

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Day 1935: Dot dot dot

I’ve been noticing a lot of dot dot dot’s lately, in tweets and elsewhere…


I just did a google search about dot dot dot …

An ellipsis (plural ellipses; from the Ancient Greek: ἔλλειψις, élleipsis, “omission” or “falling short”) is a series of dots (typically three, such as “…”) that usually indicates an intentional omission of a word, sentence, or whole section from a text without altering its original meaning.
Ellipsis – Wikipedia

The three dots tattoo is a common prison tattoo that represents “mi vida loca,” or “my crazy life.” It’s not associated with any particular gang, but with the gang lifestyle itself. This tattoo is typically found on the hands or around the eyes. Jan 8, 2016

I don’t feel like I’m intentionally omitting a word, sentence, or whole section, but maybe I am unconciously …

I’m not even sure what my original meaning is, except to share some thoughts and some pictures …


I don’t know if anybody noticed, but there were three dots in those six pictures …

The three dots tattoo represents “mi vida loca”

… and vida does seem particularly loca these days.

I wonder what the Russians thought about Ricky Martin …

Sometimes I feel shy about asking for comments …

… but I never feel shy about expressing my gratitude to all who help me create these posts and to YOU.




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Day 1934: Love is the answer

Here and now, when I ask myself the daily question, “What should I blog about today?” this is the answer:


When I ask myself, “What song do I want to hear now?”  this is the answer:

I love sharing the lyrics to Todd Rundgren’s “Love is the Answer” plus that live performance.

Do I have other photos from yesterday?  Here is the answer:




I love this: if you look for love, it’s there around you. That is the answer.

I love all answers to this blog, so consider commenting below.

I love thanking all who help me create my posts and — of course! — YOU, for all the questions and answers you bring.


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Day 1933: Overthinking

Over the past few weeks, I’ve heard several people in therapy express concerns over how they’ve been overthinking.

Overthinking (as described by a thinker at “can cause problems. When you overthink, your judgment gets cloudy and your stress gets elevated.  You spend too much time in the negative. It can be difficult to act.”  Overthinking  also interferes with sleep and contributes to anxiety, depression, and self-medicating with food, drugs, or alcohol (there’s more about  overthinking over at

Last night, I called Michael over to go over my many worried thoughts about matters hanging over me. When my fitful monologue was over, Michael thought over what he’d heard and said, “Ann, the way you’re overthinking borders on the completely ridiculous.”   I realized that the way I was overthinking didn’t border on the completely ridiculous — it actually went over the border into the completely ridiculous.

Michael helps me get control over my overthinking.  However, I’m not over overthinking — it’s a habit that’s hard to get over.  I know I’m overthinking again this morning, because I’m anxious over decisions I made over the long weekend and I’m overthinking the consequences.  However, I’m not thinking that I might be overlinking  to that inc. article about “10 Simple Ways You Can Stop Yourself from Overthinking,” which includes

  • Don’t think about what can go wrong, but what can go right.
  • Distract yourself into happiness.
  • Put things into perspective.
  • Stop waiting for perfection.
  • Change your view of fear.
  • Realize you can’t predict the future.
  • Accept your best.

Yes, I was overthinking many things yesterday, but not my early morning tweeting:

After reading the latest dispatches in these celebrity/political feuds: When did “turn the other cheek” become hit them in the cheek 10 times harder?

And I wasn’t  overthinking when I took these photos:









I don’t think I’m all by myself alone in overthinking, even though it drives people bananas. At this point, I don’t want to rethink anything, including my pretzel.

When this post is over, please bring over your thinking about overthinking, rethinking, and other kinds of thinking.

Here’s “Overthinking” by L2M:

The last recommendation in that inc. article about stopping overthinking is “be grateful.”  That’s why I don’t overthink my thanks, I just express them.


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Day 1932: Fit

This morning, I’m reading news reports about people being fit or unfit for their jobs.

What makes somebody fit or unfit? I wonder.  I also wonder what else I’m going to fit into today’s blog post.

Yesterday, my Fitbit measured another day of over 10,000 steps, as I work on getting more fit.

The weather around here does not fit my expectations for mid-April. I’m continuing to fit into my winter coat as I brave the cold, rainy days and nights.

Today, many people will be fitting themselves into running shoes and into the crowds at the Boston Marathon. I’m assuming some people will get fit and others might throw a fit because of traffic and other obstacles.

Tax day can give people fits.  I almost had a fit yesterday when I noticed that my tax payment wasn’t withdrawn from my bank account as I had scheduled.  I think it’s fitting that I have fewer fits in the future, because there’s only so much we can fit into each precious day.

I take photos as I see fit.









Work with me, people, and please fit your thoughts and feelings about this blog post into a comment below.

What music fits here?


No matter what the topic of the blog post, gratitude is always a good fit.



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Day 1931: No outlet

What happens when there is no outlet for

  • feelings,
  • thoughts,
  • beliefs,
  • opinions,
  • uncertainties,
  • vulnerability,
  • strengths,
  • talents,
  • honesty,
  • secrets,
  • pain,
  • pleasure,
  • differences,
  • connections,
  • needs,
  • disagreements,
  • the urge to move forward,
  • the wish to stay still,
  • learning,
  • self-expression,
  • growth,
  • communication,
  • self-doubt,
  • self-confidence,
  • mistakes,
  • humanity,
  • creativity or
  • vision?

One of my outlets (for all those things and more) is this daily blog, where I can share what I experience within and around me.

Another outlet for me is music (found here and here).

What are your outlets?

Letting out my gratitude for all who help with this daily blogging outlet (including you!) is another great outlet for me.

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Day 1930: Lucky to be different

Yesterday was lucky to be different in several ways:

  • It was Friday the 13th.
  • Vivian the social work intern showed me her Lucky to Be Different socks.


  • Vivian and I were lucky to facilitate a therapy group where different people discussed how lack or loss of control affects them.





  • I was lucky to find different images  throughout the day.

















It’s lucky to be different around here.

It’s lucky that there are different versions of “Get Lucky” on YouTube (herehere, and here).

Do you think it’s lucky to be different?

I’m lucky to get different comments every day.

It’s lucky to be different, here and now, expressing thanks to all who helped me create today’s post and — of course! — to YOU.



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Day 1929: If I Ruled the World

If I ruled the world

Every day would be the first day of spring,

Every heart would have a new song to sing

And we’d sing of the joy every morning would bring.

If I ruled the world

Everyone would be as free as a bird,

Every voice would be a voice to be heard,

Take my word we would treasure each day that occurred.

My world would be a beautiful place

Where we would weave such wonderful dreams.

My world would wear a smile on its face

Like the man in the moon has when the moon beams.

If I ruled the world

Everyone would say the world was their friend,

There’d be happiness that no one could end

No, my friend, not if I ruled the world.

Every head would be held up high

There’d be sunshine in everyone’s sky

If the day ever dawned when I ruled the world.   — Lesley Bricusse and Cyril Ornadel

If I ruled the world

Every blog would have a wonderful song

You’d be free to dance and/or sing along

Groups would help each person feel much more strong.






Different people would know that they belong.


Wearing goofy socks would never be wrong.


What would happen if you ruled the world?

No matter who rules the world, gratitude rules!


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Day 1928: Outgoing

When I was out going to Physical Therapy yesterday morning, I saw this:


That was hours before I heard  the news about outgoing House Speaker Paul Ryan and saw this:

How Much is Outgoing House Speaker Paul Ryan Worth?

My current outgoing thought: How much is any human being worth?  When I was an outgoing child, I saw a TV drama about the fact that all the chemicals in the human body were worth less than a dollar,  which was probably based on a 1924 article titled “Our Bodies’ Worth Only 84 Cents” by one of the outgoing founders of the Mayo Clinic, Dr. Charles Mayo.

If you’re outgoing enough to click on all the links in that previous outgoing paragraph, you’ll be out going to a post I wrote when I was at the Mayo Clinic nineteen months ago.

Here are other outgoing photos I took when I was out going to work yesterday:





I stayed strong yesterday, even though there was ice going all over my outgoing car yesterday morning. I think people are less outgoing when it is this cold out going a month into Spring.

Going out to YouTube, this outgoing blogger sees a lot of videos about outgoing Paul Ryan and other ones on how introverts can be more outgoing. I’d rather be out going dancing to these songs:

If you leave an outgoing comment, I’ll respond with an outgoing reply.

Thanks are going out to all who helped me create today’s outgoing post and — of course — to YOU!



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Day 1927: I’m so sick of …

I’m so sick of …

  • winter weather,

  • my fears,

  • unpleasant surprises,

  • worry,

  • photos from my phone not loading on my laptop, like these:

  • writing blog posts on my phone because that’s where the photos are,
  • waking up  multiple times during the night,
  • people who don’t listen,
  • politicians who start a sentence with “What the American people want is …”,
  • dishonesty,
  • greed,
  • name calling,
  • injustice,
  • racism,
  • sexism,
  • homophobia
  • ageism, and
  • physical therapy at 7:30 in the morning.

What are you so sick of?

I’m not sick of this Tom Petty song.


I hope you’re not so sick of my gratitude because I have lots of that for all those who helped me write this blog post and — of course! — for YOU.


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