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Day 3202: You’re only as good as your last _______.

“You’re only as good as your last …” is a phrase I’ve heard completed many different ways. For example:

Personally, I don’t think we’re only as good as our last anything. I think our goodness outlasts and is not exclusively dependent on our most recent activity or accomplishment. As I tell people in my therapy groups, we’re human beings, not human doings. If our sense of worth is irrevocably tied to the last thing we’ve done, we’re never free from self doubt and we never get a respite from constant exertions until we die.

With that in mind, I tweeted this yesterday;

If I’m only as good as my last photo …

… I’m also in trouble, although it does match up quite nicely with the last and good Daily Bitch Calendar:

I’m not only as good as my last blog post, even if the words and images are good.

This is not from Shane Filan’s last album …

… and this is not David Sanborn’s last record

… but they’re still good.

You’re not only as good as your last comment, but please consider leaving one below.

I’m not only as good as my last expression of gratitude, but thanks to all who help me blog day after day after day, including YOU!

Categories: personal growth, photojournalism, Psychotherapy, self esteem | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , | 15 Comments

Day 3179: Don’t Give Up

Yesterday, when I went to my medical office to work in-person for the first time in 18 months, I noticed this 2020 Daily Bitch calendar on my desk:

Throughout the day, which was stressful, overwhelming, intimidating, confusing, AND very rewarding, I kept telling myself “Don’t give up.”

“Don’t give up. Even though it feels unfamiliar and scary, you’ve been doing this work long-distance for months.”

“Don’t give up. Working in person is like riding a bicycle. You’ll get used to it really soon.”

“Don’t give up. Everyone is masked and it’s safe enough.”

“Don’t give up. Even though you have an automatic, initial negative response to masks because you can’t see people’s expressions and it reminds you of being in the hospital when you were a kid, it’s going to be okay.”

“Don’t give up, people can connect with each other using their eyes.”

“Don’t give up. Even though there’s a huge file cabinet in your office that you asked to be removed months ago, people can move it out very quickly.”

“Don’t give up. There are lots of great things in your office to help people heal.”

“Don’t give up. Even if you have a momentary sense of panic in the hospital cafeteria, you can express that to a kind server, bond with them and feel sustained for the rest of the day.”

“Don’t give up. In many ways, it’s wonderful to be in the same room with 3-dimensional people.”

“Don’t give up. It will be easier and more familiar from here on out.”

“Don’t give up. At the end of the day you get to go home to be with your husband, your son, and your two cats.”

It’s time for me to give up all the other images for today’s post.

Don’t give up. You don’t have to do all of those things today. And tomorrow is another day.

Here’s “Don’t Give Up” by Peter Gabriel, performing live with Tracy Chapman.

Don’t give up on gratitude, which is always here at the end of my posts.

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Day 3172: National Grateful Patient Day

Since the day I was born in 1953 with a very rare heart condition, I have been a grateful patient. And today — as well as being the first day of Rosh Hashana — is National Grateful Patient Day.

This morning, I am a little less grateful and patient than usual to be a patient, because my nose bleed — caused by the unfortunate combination of our new kitty Joan scratching inside my nose and my being on anticoagulants because of my mechanical heart valve — has not completely resolved.

However, if I focus on being patient and grateful, I know that I have wonderful people on my medical team who will help solve this problem, just as they have solved so many issues with me before.

I am especially grateful and patient, every day, because it’s so unlikely that I would have survived — with such overall good health — as long as I have with my very unusual heart.

And really, what’s so terrible about a little nosebleed? I have been a grateful patient through so many surgeries, set-backs, scares, disappointments, surprises, dangers, close-calls, and physical and emotional traumas over the years, and look! I’m still here to blog about it today.

So let’s try our best, during these challenging times, to gratefully and patiently celebrate another precious day. Here are the other images this grateful patient has to share with you on September 7, 2021.

The Daily Bitch is right about this: with my heart condition and my tendency to catastrophize, the way I do things may not always be the easy way. However, the way I’ve done things has helped keep me alive and resilient, even if I’m not always the most patient of patients.

Here’s something I find when I search YouTube for “National Grateful Patient Day.”

If you’re patient enough, you’ll always find gratitude at the end of my blog posts!

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Day 2978: I can’t get enough of …

I can’t get enough of conversations with my husband Michael, including our recent one about breakfast cereals, in which I told him that my favorite cereal jingle was “I can’t get enough of that Sugar Crisp” as sung by the cool and crooning Sugar Bear.

Because I used to work in advertising, I can’t get enough of those vintage commercials and how they reflect societal norms, priorities, assumptions, and technology.

I can’t get enough of my son Aaron and I can’t get enough of this incredible creation his cousin Victoria made for Aaron’s birthday:

I can’t get enough of anything that promotes self inoculation against the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, including walks by the water, celebrating small victories and progress, education, Michael’s cooking, the Daily Bitch Calendar, fun conversations on Twitter, and cats.

I can’t get enough of your comments, so consider leaving one about what YOU can’t get enough of.

I can’t get enough of gratitude, so thanks to all who help me create these daily posts, including you!

Categories: life during the pandemic, personal growth, photojournalism, therapy | Tags: , , , , , , , , | 18 Comments

Day 2971: What groups do you belong to?

If you belong to the group of regular readers of this blog, you know I’m a therapist who specializes in groups.

Here’s a new group I belong to:

I’m very glad to belong to this group, as you can see by this recent tweet:

Like anyone else, I belong to many groups, like the groups of mothers, wives, and heart patients. Do you see evidence of more groups in my other images?

I belong to the group of people who believe that lowering expectations AND maintaining high hopes for progress can both help.

I also belong to the group that looks for meaningful and relevant music.

What groups do you belong to? Do you belong to the group that leaves comments on this blog?

I also belong to the group that expresses gratitude, every day.

Categories: group therapy, life during the pandemic, personal growth, photojournalism | Tags: , , , , , , , , | 21 Comments

Day 2950: One step closer

Just by starting this blog post, I’m one step closer to publishing it. I’m also one step closer to reaching a milestone: my three thousandth post!

Just by waking up, I’m one step closer to my birthweek vacation, starting in two days.

In therapy, people often talk about being one step closer to their personal goals. Yesterday, somebody said that identifying small and very achievable next steps really helped them move forward, which also brought them one step closer to self esteem.

Every day, we’re one step closer to overcoming this deadly pandemic and, I hope, overcoming social injustice, inhumanity, out-of-control greed, fear, anger, rampant misinformation, and short-sighted and self-centered partisanship. If we don’t take those vital steps forward, I believe we’re one step closer to mass destruction.

I’m one step closer to sharing my latest images but before I do, here’s a great live version of “One Step Closer” by the Doobie Brothers.

With every step we take, our shy cat Harley is one step closer to trusting me.

Are you one step closer to leaving a comment, below?

I’m one step closer to closing this post with gratitude, so thanks to all who take small, achievable steps to be closer to where they want to be, including YOU.

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Day 2935: The New Culinary Classics

Classic readers of this blog might assume that this post is about new culinary classics created by my husband Michael, including dinner from last night.

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However, today’s post is inspired by my classic friend Peter, who sent me this yesterday …

… with the wonderful addition “Finnegan’s Cake.”

Here are my new culinary classics:

  • The House of Seven Bagels
  • The Turn of the Stew
  • Moby Duck
  • Leek House
  • The Rind of the Ancient Marinara
  • The Old Man and the Sea Bass
  • Mushroom with a View
  • Gone with the Wine
  • Tom Soy-sauce
  • A Knish Before Dying
  • The Bun Also Rises
  • The Right Stuffing
  • Travels with Barley
  • The Mosquito Toast
  • The Black Scallion
  • Ketchup in the Rye

I look forward to seeing more new culinary classics in the comments section, below.

To help you think, here is music from Mushroom I mean A Room with a View.

Thanks to Peter, Lorie Ransom, and all the other classic and classy people who help me write these posts, including YOU.

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Day 2927: Make a wish!

Make a wish!

I often invite people in therapy with me to make a wish, using that magic wand.

Just now, I made a wish about the senate races in Georgia. I hope my wish comes true.

My son wishes to return to Scotland tomorrow to attend his last semester at the University of Edinburgh and to be with his girlfriend after being apart for six months. I hope they get their wish.

In case you wish to see some photos I recently took, your wish is now granted.

I make a wish for the return of trust, union, intelligence, and integrity to the U.S. government.

When I was a kid, I sang “A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes” in front of people I wish I could see again — my late mother and father.

Last night, I had trouble falling asleep because my heart was making so many wishes for a better future for us all.

I make a wish that you express your wishes in a comment, below.

As always, I wish to express my gratitude to all who help me blog as I wish here every day, including you!

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Day 2921: Unexpected gifts

During a holiday season when we did not exchange any material gifts, there were still unexpected gifts, including delicious vegetarian manicotti and Christmas cookies from my ex-in-laws.

I also got some unexpected gifts mailed to me from work.

Here’s another unexpected gift: the bitcoin that I won from my wager on the results of the USA Presidential election has already increased by 26%! That is even more of a gift because when I collected my winnings recently from the online betting site I was agonizing over my unexpected inability to figure out how to convert bitcoin into cash. My husband Michael, who is always a gift to me, suggested I just keep the bitcoin and “have fun watching it.” Having fun with the unexpected is always a gift.

Do you see unexpected gifts in these recent images?

Another unexpected gift — I am no longer worrying about pissing people off. That’s because of the gift that keeps on giving: therapy.

When I search YouTube for “unexpected gifts” this comes up first:

Are there any unexpected gifts you would like to share in a comment below?

An expected gift at the end of each of my daily posts is the gift of gratitude, so thanks to all who contributed unexpected gifts today, including YOU!

Categories: life during the pandemic, personal growth, photojournalism, Psychotherapy | Tags: , , , , , , , , | 16 Comments

Day 2899: Insignificant

Is it insignificant that I did NOT call the Internal Revenue System yesterday about my significantly late tax refund, despite resolving to do so in my morning blog post?

Did I not call because I dislike how insignificant I feel whenever I deal with a huge bureaucracy? Or was it because the work I needed to do yesterday (remote psychotherapy and responding to crisis calls) made my contacting the IRS insignificant in comparison? Or did I have significant fear about what I might find out — that because my identity was stolen my tax refund was stolen too?

Sometimes, my confusion about the motives for my behavior is not insignificant.

Is the actual inspiration for today’s title insignificant?

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The Daily Bitch is never insignificant to me. Are today’s other images insignificant?

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I’ve done significant work to try to get to the point described in that last quote. Nevertheless, my mood shifted yesterday based on the insignificant actions of somebody else. Significantly, I communicated with that person and my mood shifted again. I believe that is not insignificant, although I clearly have more significant work to do.

Here is “Insignificant” by Spencer Elliott.

I hope you know your reactions to my posts are never insignificant to me.

My expressions of thanks here are insignificant in comparison with the gratitude I feel for all who help me blog every day, including YOU!

Categories: life during the pandemic, personal growth, photojournalism, Psychotherapy, quotes | Tags: , , , , , , , , , | 19 Comments

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