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Day 3055: Highest standards

Yesterday, I saw this sign …

… when I was in the midst of activities that met my highest standards, including a highest standards walking tour of Nashville conducted by the very entertaining and insightful Ryan.

I told Ryan that he met my highest standards for tour guides, and that I thought he would make a highest standards stand-up comic or group therapist, because he is so funny, really knows how to read people, and remains true to his values.

Speaking of group therapists, when Ryan pointed out that Chet Atkins was a c.g.p….

… I considered that Chet might have been a Certified Group Psychotherapist like me, but, of course, he was a Certified Guitar Player of the highest standards.

Ryan’s highest standards recommendation for Chet Atkins was “Yankee Doodle Dixie,” which sounds like two guitarists playing at the same time instead of a single highest standard one.

Ryan also meets my highest standards for thoughtful responsiveness, because when I texted him last night when I couldn’t remember the Chet Atkins tune he mentioned during the tour, he sent me the link above.

I hope these other photos from Ryan’s highest standards walking tour meet your highest standards.

There were many other important sites and sights on this highest standards walking tour, like the starting point of the horrific Trail of Tears, the tipping point for women finally getting the right to vote in the USA, plus major developments in the American Civil Rights movement. If you are ever in Nashville, I highly recommend you contact Ryan for a highest standards tour.

After the walking tour with Ryan, I finally met fellow blogger Chris Waldrop, who meets my highest standards for writing and communications of all kind.

There’s Chris, enjoying a highest standards milkshake at the famous Elliston Place Soda Shop, which re-opened on Tuesday after months and months of the COVID pandemic, which met nobody’s highest standards. Chris and I had highest standards conversations yesterday about topics including how we met our spouses, cats, dogs, Nashville, work, priorities, decisions, losses, challenges, health, catastrophizing, conflict, compliments, unfairness, our childhoods, people’s reactions to us, story-telling, the strangeness of in-person meetings, and, of course, blogging. Because we meet each other’s highest standards for human beings, Chris and I agreed to be friends for life.

I hope these other photos I took during my precious time spent with Chris meet your highest standards.

Chris meets my highest standards in so many ways, and I hope he, his wife Holly (who is camera-shy like my highest standards husband Michael) and their adorable Dalmatians visit Boston some day.

For my last night in Nashville, I found a restaurant that meets my highest standards — Margot Cafe and Bar.

My Lyft driver to Margo Cafe and Bar …

..: Anthony a/k/a Majikmanheru, told me I met his highest standards this particular way: I was his first passenger ever who looked like their photo.

Here’s Ian at Margot Cafe and Bar …

… who met my highest standards as a server by recommending the two most delicious items on the menu: the endive beet salad and the duck.

I hope you can tell by my clean plates that both met my highest standards for fresh ingredients prepared superbly.

While I couldn’t finish the banana and chocolate cake …

… it still met my highest standards.

I’ve been so busy enjoying my days in Nashville that I forgot to include the highest standards Daily Bitch calendar, so here’s what you missed:

I’m flying back today to my highest standards home by the bay near Boston to rejoin Michael and our highest standards cat Harley (who definitely does not have rabies, because he always stays indoors).

In case you couldn’t tell, I thoroughly enjoyed all my experiences of highest standard American hospitality in Nashville.

In conclusion, please accept my highest standards thanks to all who helped me create today‘s blog and — of course — to my highest standards readers, including YOU!

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Day 3045: Truly

Truly, I

  • am flying to Nashville a week from today,
  • have never been to Nashville before,
  • am not sure what I’m going to see and do in Nashville,
  • am out of practice traveling because of the pandemic,
  • like a combination of planning and spontaneity,
  • understand that Nashville has a lot of great restaurants,
  • have trouble imagining eating in unfamiliar restaurants these days,
  • will likely avoid Nashville’s world-famous hot chicken,
  • don’t know which of my original songs to sing at Nashville open mics,
  • am not sure how people in Nashville will react to a 68-year-old woman like me singing non-country songs with a ukulele,
  • hope for the best and am prepared for the worst,
  • hope to see amazing blogger Chris Waldrop there,
  • know from Chris’s blog that there is public transportation in Nashville,
  • hope to do a lot of walking,
  • believe my hotel is centrally located,
  • expect to find lots of material for my blog next week,
  • will probably feel homesick while I’m away,
  • recognize that life is short,
  • don’t know if I’m an extrovert or an introvert,
  • am true to myself and others, and
  • never know what will inspire the title of these blog posts.

Truly I’ve captured many images to share with you today.

Truly I think the groundhog is doing the best that he can, and so am I.

Here’s Lady A (formerly know as Lady Antebellum) from Nashville performing Lionel Ritchie’s first solo hit, “Truly.”

Truly I would love to see your comments about this post and truly I’m grateful for all who read this blog, including YOU.

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Day 2190: Framed

One of my favorite bloggers, Christopher, included this in his comment on my “Who is It?” post yesterday:

It looks like you’ve been framed.

Soon after Christopher framed that comment, my dear cousin Lani brought over this perfectly framed house warming present:

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The cats that are framed in that cat frame gift set look like our cat Oscar and the late, lamented Milo.  I wonder what photos will be framed in those frames in the future?

Here are the rest of the photos I framed with my iPhone yesterday.

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Here‘s a photo of Lani I framed with my  iPhone over three years ago:

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That’s Lani in the frame with her late, precious kitty, Jewel. As Lani and I framed many thoughts and feelings yesterday, she said she’s almost ready to consider getting another cat.  I framed a request that Lani include me in her search for a new kitty, when she’s ready.

In Cognitive Behavioral Therapy (CBT), we talk about reframes, defined here.

Cognitive reframing is a psychological technique that consists of identifying and then disputing irrational or maladaptive thoughts. Reframing is a way of viewing and experiencing events, ideas, concepts and emotions to find more positive alternatives.

I’ve also experienced people reframing events, ideas, concepts, and emotions to find more negative alternatives.  In those cases, people might feel framed, like The Coasters describe in “Framed.”

I’m looking forward to the comments framed by my readers about this post.

Now it’s time for me to frame my thanks to all those who helped me frame this “Framed” post and — of course! — to YOU.

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Day 1609: Prime Numbers

number of posts ago, Prime WordPresser Christopher  commented that 1601 is a prime number.  When I saw this yesterday …

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… I had a number of thoughts, the prime one being, “I wonder what Christopher would think of that.”

Speaking of Prime Numbers,

  • 2 is the number of cats we have.
  • 2  is the number of kitchens, bedrooms, and outdoor decks there are in our new home by the water.
  • 3 is the number of people in my household.
  • 5 is the number of chairs in the new dining set we might buy.
  • 7 is the number of days in every week I’ve ever lived.
  • 11 is the month where lots of bad things have happened in my life.
  • 13 days from now I’ll be attending a Group Psychotherapy conference in Boston.
  • 17 is my lucky number.
  • 19 is how old my son is.
  • 23 is  my age when I met my son’s father.
  • 29 is how old I was when I decided to go back to graduate school and study film.
  • 31 is the number of days until the closing for our new home.
  • 37 days from now we’ll be watching July 4th fireworks there.
  • 41 is the number of additional photographs I’ve decided to share.

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I’m now including two prime numbers (here and here on YouTube).

I wonder what number of comments I’ll get on this post. It’s sure to be a prime one.

Prime thanks to all who helped me create this prime-number post and — of course! — to YOU.

 

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