Day 2089: Duh

Yesterday, I wrote and read “DUH!” in a therapy group.

Would it help for me to share why and how I did that?  Duh.

Things that are right side up are, duh, easier to read.

What does “Self Care” mean to you?  It means taking care of my self.  DUH!

Self Care also means balancing my needs with other people’s needs and, duh, this:

Well, duh!  It’s time for a definition of “duh.”

duh

interjection
\ ˈdə , usually with prolonged ə \
Definition of Duh
1 —used to express actual or feigned ignorance or stupidity
Duh, I don’t know.
2 —used derisively to indicate that something just stated is all too obvious or self-evident
Well, duh!
Examples of Duh in a Sentence
Recent Examples on the Web

Lee and his family are buried there, his marble, recumbent statue adorning the campus chapel known as, duh, Lee Chapel.
— Cincinnati Enquirer, Cincinnati.com, “Doc: No clear solution to offensive symbols,” 22 Aug. 2017
Well, duh. Prescott ranked third in the league in passer rating, ahead of Aaron Rodgers and Drew Brees.
— Pat Fitzmaurice, SI.com, “Dallas Cowboys Fantasy Football 2017 Preview: Can Elliott Repeat Breakout Season?,” 2 Aug. 2017

These example sentences are selected automatically from various online news sources to reflect current usage of the word ‘duh.’ Views expressed in the examples do not represent the opinion of Merriam-Webster or its editors. Send us feedback.

That definition of “duh” is, duh, from Merriam-Webster.   How would you define “duh”?

You’re probably asking yourself if I have any other photos today.  I didn’t have enough time yesterday to include all my photos and I’ve taken more photos since so, duh.

Michael cooked me a delicious meal yesterday. Duh.

Are there any “Duh” videos on YouTube?  Duh.

No Duh.

I love comments. Duh.

Thanks to all who helped me create today’s “Duh”  post and — of course (duh!) — to YOU.

Day 2077: Applause

Several times in therapy groups this week, there was spontaneous applause, as people supported each other’s perspectives and progress.

I remember attending an “Opening the Heart” weekend workshop many years ago, where each one of us received thunderous, sustained applause after introducing ourselves. I still vividly recall how that applause felt, after I had revealed myself and my vulnerabilities to many strangers.

How do you respond to applause?

Last night, I was surprised by the timing of the applause to my latest original song, “Shameless Appeals for Applause.”

 

I now shamelessly appeal for applause for my photos from yesterday:

 

No matter what kind of comment you leave below, you’re sure to get applause from me.

Gratitude is a kind of applause, so I’m now clapping for all those who helped me create today’s post and — of course! — YOU.

Day 2076: So you think you can … ?

So you think you can read another one of my posts today?

So I think I can …

• write another daily post this morning,
• facilitate another therapy group today,
• sing another original song at an Open Mic this evening, and
• see the dancers from So You Think You Can Dance on tour in October.

So if we think we can, we usually can!

So you think you can understand my three photos from yesterday?

So you think you can watch this performance from this year’s So You Think You Can Dance, featuring my favorite singer?

So you think you can believe there is someone to watch over us?

So you think you can comment on today’s post?

So you think you can accept my gratitude to you (and to everyone who helped me create today’s post)?

Day 2069: Hopelessness

Hopelessness showed up in a therapy group yesterday.  Today, it shows up for the first time in this blog.

I hope you can see that hope showed up there, as well. Often, when I write topics on the white board during my therapy groups, I tell people that the opposites of the topics are also present. I hope that leaves room for all the reactions, thoughts, and feelings in the room.

Do you see hopelessness and/or hope in my other photos from yesterday?

 

What do you do with hopelessness?  I try to accept hopelessness AND to leave room for whatever hope exists, no matter how small that hope might be.

Whenever I search YouTube by typing the title of my blog post, I hope something helpful will turn up.

 

These days, the brilliant or perfect musician Jacob Collier is helping me focus more on hope and less on hopelessness (here on YouTube).

I hope that you comment, below.

Gratitude reduces hopelessness and increases hope.  Thanks to all who helped me create today’s post and — of course! — to YOU.

Day 2038: I give up!

In the last two thousand and thirty-eight days of blogging and living, I have never said, written, or thought, “I give up!” Today, I am saying, writing, and thinking it. Why? Because starting yesterday, every time I use my laptop to try to create a new blog post, contact WordPress support, or do many other essential tasks, all WordPress gives me is this unhelpful, unchanging screen:

That gives me nothing and no way to post or to get help.

I’ve given this a lot of time and many attempts at solving this. My mind is giving me no more ideas and options.

I give up!

But I can NOT give up blogging, no matter how many new obstacles life gives me, because this blog and my readers give me so much.

So how can I keep giving myself and my readers more daily gifts?

My phone does not give me the ability to contact WordPress for help, but it does give me the ability to create a new post.

So I can give you, today, this daily blog and give you my latest photos.

Harley is obscured there, just like solutions to my blogging problem are hidden from me now. Is it curtains for my blog? Or will some solution become clear and emerge?

Is there a recipe of steps that will give me back the ability to blog from my laptop? If not, maybe I can give myself comfort with the delicious food Michael gives me.

Maybe some computer genius, somewhere, will give me some solution to my WordPress problem. If not, I’ll just keep blogging, giving up disappointment and judgment.

This is the kind of look I give the world when I’ve had no sleep the night before. I’m going to give my haircutter, Mia, a look at this photo the next time I see her, so she can give me a similar haircut next time.

Even if nobody can give me the answer on how to blog again on my laptop, my phone will be just that good as my daily blogging machine.

I give my patients the choice of five “Coping and Healing” groups every week. This gives me tremendous satisfaction.

If you were lost in the woods — of WordPress or elsewhere — and it got dark, what would you do? I’ll give you all the time you need to think about that.

Michael keeps giving us amazing meals — that’s the one he gave us last night before we gave my son Aaron a ride to the airport.

I took this photo to give me a clue about how to find my car in the enormous and confusing parking lot at the airport, which always gives me a headache.

After I took that picture, we did not give up when we were told that Aaron needed a printed-out visa to board his flight to India, even though a website had given him the erroneous information that he could board by giving the visa information on his phone. Michael and Aaron gave me his bags to watch while they ran to the Hilton Hotel, which had printers which gave Aaron what he needed.

I give up trying to explain that any better.

Is it time for you to give up some comments below?

First, give it up for Jason Mraz performing “I Won’t Give Up.”

I now give up thanks for all people, animals, and things that help me create this daily blog, despite all the obstacles life gives me.

… “You’re golden!”

Day 2036: What does RBG stand for?

Rarely Being Grandiose, this Regular Blog Genuinely Roams Blithely, Gathering Random Business, Generally.

 

Ruth Bader Ginsberg: Rational, Beautiful, Great, Rapturously Brilliant, and Grand!

What else does RBG stand for?

Rapt Bird Gazers.

Really Beautiful Greenery.

Rampant Blues and Greens.

Rocky Beaches Galore.

Radiant Boston, Glowing.

Red, Blue & Green.

Righteous Barber Greeting!

Rarely Beatable Goods.

Restocking Binders for Groups.

Right Bag for Guitar*?

Rats! Bigger Guitar*!

RBG:

 

Really Big Gratitude for RBG and for this Random Blogger’s Great Readers, By Golly!

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*Really Big Goof, Readers, But Geesh!  ukulele doesn’t start with the letters R, B, or G.

 

Day 2034: Is this good news?

If you look at the good comments in yesterday’s post, you might notice that some good people had some trouble discerning whether that post had good news.

The news in today’s post is that I can relate to that confusion.  When I look at the news these days, I often ask myself and others, “Is this good news?”

It’s probably not news that I’m going to share many new photos and relate them to today’s topic.  I ask you, good readers,  is this good news?

 

 

Is this good news that my son Aaron took so many photos of camera-shy Michael? I guess it depends on your perspective and on who you are.

Is “Good News” by Manic Drive good news?

By the way, I continue to get good news about my dentist‘s recovery from a double lung transplant.

I look forward to all the news in your good comments.

Is this good news that I always thank those who help me create these posts and — of course! — YOU?

Day 2031: Concerned about

I’m concerned about many things.  Perhaps that’s what’s about my  taking this concerned photo yesterday:

I’m concerned about people in power acting bananas.

I’m concerned about the people who ask for money when I’m stopped at traffic lights on my commute to and from work.  I’ve started offering them bananas with concern, which some of them take.

I’m concerned about my wonderful dentist, Dr. Luis Del Castillo, who has been reading and appearing in this blog (here and here) for years. Dr. Del Castillo just received a double lung transplant. If you’re reading this, Dr. Del Castillo, I send you concern and love.

I was concerned about many things when I took my other photos yesterday.

The first three videos that pop up on YouTube in response to “concerned about” are concerned about the current U.S. President, whom I’m concerned about.

Here‘s “Hey” by Quietly Concerned.

What are you concerned about, quietly or otherwise?

As usual, I’m concerned about expressing my thanks to all who helped me create today’s concerned post and — of course! — to YOU.

Day 2027: PTSD

In November 2016, I wrote another Post Titled Similarly, Definitely.  Something else happened that month which continues to give People Translating Signs Desperately another kind of PTSD.

 

Do you have PTSD?  People Talking Stress Decidedly in my therapy groups have it.

 

Prioritizing Therapeutic Stress Diversions can Perhaps Take Stress Down.

An antidote for President Trump Stress Disorder might be meditating on “the opposite of Trump,” as a Person in Therapy Suggested Delicately, yesterday in group.

Here’s a Published, Thorough, Single, Delineated list of other antidotes:

https://annkoplow.com/2013/03/06/antidotes-for-unhelpful-thoughts/

Previously, Time Showcased Despotism:

I’m getting PTSD looking at the results on YouTube for “President Trump Stress Disorder,” so here’s one of my current Personal Therapeutic  Stress Dispellers:

Piano, Trumpets, and Singing De-stress.

Prioritizing Thanks Seems Deserved.

Day 2021: Weird behaviors explained

What weird behaviors would you like explained today, dear readers?

Weird behaviors in my blog include posting photos, unexplained.

Yesterday, Michael was trying to explain the weird behaviors of three hawks who were hanging around outside our home.

I can’t explain the weird behaviors of my new laptop, which automatically loads some photos from my iPhone but not others, like this one:

Shall we try to explain weird behaviors like throwing away things that say “Do Not Throw Away”?

Here are 10 Weird Cat Behaviors Explained:

My cat’s weird behavior of biting me in the morning remains unexplained.

More weird behaviors explained:

Do I need to explain my weird behaviors of thanking all — including YOU — at the end of my posts?