Posts Tagged With: South Shore of Boston

Day 2924: What counts

Yesterday, USA Thanksgiving 2020, I spent part of the day counting and recounting the numbers in my blog posts. As you probably know, I’ve been counting the days in my post titles for many years. Even though I am careful to count accurately (because accuracy and truth count), none of us can count on perfection.

As I was counting past blogging days, I found I had lost count on a day when I was focusing on the loss of my friend, Eleanor, who counted very much to me and on whom I could always count. Once I found that error in the count, I did a recount and now, I think, the count is accurate. However, I wouldn’t completely count on it.

Besides fixing the blogging count, I spent much of Thanksgiving day telling people who count (including YOU) how thankful I am for them.

What counts in my photos from yesterday ?

When I was recounting my posts, I found some words that counted a lot, including that Turkish proverb on Turkey Day. I know I am not alone in counting the days until the Axe is no longer President of the USA.

For those of you who count on puns, now it’s time for me to axe for comments, below.

Here‘s “Count’s Place” with Count Basie and The Kansas City 7.

I count on you every day and thanks for helping me make every day count!

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Day 2923: Thankful

I am thankful for so much on this Thanksgiving Day.

I am thankful to be alive and in love with life and with so many living creatures.

I am thankful for my eyes and for what they see.

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I am thankful for my ears. I’m thankful for what they hear.

What are you thankful for, in six words, less, or more?

On Thanksgiving and every other day, I am thankful for YOU!

Categories: gratitude, life during the pandemic, personal growth, photojournalism, Thanksgiving | Tags: , , , , , , , | 27 Comments

Day 2920: Identity

Last week, Human Resources at work sent me an email stating that if I had not filed for unemployment benefits (I had not), my identity had been stolen. Because I had heard previously that our work email system might have been hacked, I doubted the identity of the emailer and wrote back “Why should I believe YOU?” The HR person validated my concern and offered to prove her identity by calling me. In that phone call, we established that, indeed, my identity had been stolen.

As I looked into the theft of my identity, I discovered that it had been stolen TWO YEARS AGO. All this time, I’ve been blissfully ignorant of my identity theft, even though part of my identity has been preparing and protecting myself from trouble.

In the past, when I’ve heard that somebody’s identity had been stolen, I’ve reacted with worry, concern, and fear that this might someday happen to me. Now that my identity has been stolen, I am happy to identify that I am still me, doing what needs to be done, surviving it all, and remaining hopeful about the future.

As a matter of fact, my identity theft has seemed so insignificant to me — compared to the attempted theft of the identity of my country — I haven’t mentioned it here on my blog, until now.

Because part of my identity is to define my terms, here’s a definition of identity:

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Do you see identity in any of my other recently captured images?

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I can’t wait for the day when we stop obsessing about the identity of Donald Trump and focus on much more important identities.

Here‘s “How Artists Explore Identity” from The Museum of Modern Art, featuring Frida Kahlo, Glenn Ligon, and Andy Warhol.

Feel free to express your identity in a comment, below.

Thanks for all the identities that helped me create this identity post, including YOU!

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Day 2919: Poop

If you want the poop/scoop on why I’ve chosen today’s title, here’s one reason why:

Here‘s the poop on “poop” from Merriam-Webster:

poop noun (1)
Definition of poop
1 informal : FECES, EXCREMENT
As a brand-new father, a new substance plays a big role in my life: poop.
— Scott Kramer
As the years go by, there’s trouble in paradise, and it isn’t just the ubiquitous goose poop.
— Katherine Lanpher
2 informal : the act of defecating
I have a complaint against dog owners that take their dogs for a walk but do not take a bag, then let their dog stop by people’s mailboxes and take a poop.
— Billie Johnston


poop
intransitive verb

slang : to become exhausted
poop out


poop
slang
: INFORMATION, SCOOP

If you check the definition of “poop” at Merriam-Webster, you’ll see that I left out some poop there. These days, there’s only so much poop I can take.

Do you see any poop in my other photos from yesterday?

I wonder how much poop we’ll have to deal with in 2021?!

Today is November 22, a day which usually makes me feel like poop (and you can get the poop on that here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here). I guess I’ve gotten my poop together over the years, because I feel like the opposite of poop today.

What IS the opposite of poop? According to wordhippo.com, the opposite of poop includes

  • calm
  • delight
  • cheer
  • help
  • cure
  • being
  • philosopher
  • genius
  • sage
  • learned woman
  • wise woman
  • old soul.

Here’s “Whose Poop is It?” by JunyTony:

Here’s the poop about all the poop songs I found on YouTube: all have comments turned off. However, comments for this poop post are NOT turned off, so — if you’re not too pooped — please share your thoughts and feelings, below.

Thanks to all who help me share the latest poop in this daily blog, including YOU!

Categories: 2020 U.S. Presidential election, definition, heart condition, life during the pandemic, personal growth, photojournalism, Trump stickers | Tags: , , , , , | 15 Comments

Day 2917: Waking Up

What are you waking up to today?

I’m waking up to

  • stress, stress, stress all around,
  • more terrifyingly ridiculous news about the transfer of presidential power in the USA,
  • frightening spikes in the number of COVID cases and deaths,
  • a world where climate change threatens everybody,
  • egregious social injustices and inequalities,
  • people’s incredible levels of denial,
  • the amazing resistance some people have to admitting mistakes and owning responsibility,
  • a brand new day, and
  • these new images on my cell phone.

I love waking up to the Daily Bitch.

Here’s “Waking Up” by We The Kingdom.

Every day, no matter what, I’m waking up with gratitude, so thanks to all who help me create these daily blogs, including YOU!

Categories: 2020 U.S. Presidential election, life during the pandemic, personal growth, photojournalism | Tags: , , , , , , , , | 24 Comments

Day 2911: Getting my joy back

After dealing with many setbacks, losses, scares, pain, and disappointment over the last four years, I am finally getting my joy back.

Can you see my joy in any of these images?

The best way to get over someone

who uses their energy to destroy

is to build with joy.

Last night, while I was getting my joy back, I heard this old favorite, which always gives me joy.

In “Love is the Answer,” Todd Rundgren asks, “Are we alive or just a dying planet? What are the chances?”

With joy, love, hope, clear vision, trust, good enough leaders, and a commitment to the hard work ahead, we now have a chance.

I’m getting my joy back with gratitude, so thanks to all who help me create these daily posts, including YOU!

Categories: life during the pandemic, love, personal growth | Tags: , , , , , , , | 34 Comments

Day 2909: Panic attacks

If you have panic attacks, you are not alone, as you can see by today’s Daily Bitch Calendar.

When people have panic attacks, they often share them with me, because I’m a group and individual therapist. When my husband Michael and I have panic attacks, we share them with each other. Luckily, Michael and I often have panic attacks on alternating days — when he’s panicking I’m usually feeling calm and hopeful and when I’m panicking he’s usually feeling hopeful and calm.

To reduce panic attacks, I breathe, blog, take long walks (masked!) , listen to music, read books, watch funny movies and videos, spend time with calming creatures, search for meaning (on the internet and elsewhere), eat delicious nutritious food, dwell on hope, and take photos.

I’m happy to report that for now, thanks to the kindness of strangers, family, and friends, I’ve stopped having panic attacks about

  • uploading my photos to WordPress,
  • using the new text editor,
  • my internet connection, and
  • the future.

Here’s “Hyperactive!” by Thomas Dolby, complete with panic attacks:

That reminds me … To reduce panic attacks over the upcoming dark and scary months, I’ll be working on something called Therapy: The Musical. Stay tuned.

Reducing panic attacks includes sharing thoughts and feelings, so I hope you share in a comment below.

Also, gratitude attacks beat out panic attacks, so thanks to all who help me attack a new blog post every day, including YOU.

Categories: 2020 U.S. Election, 2020 U.S. Presidential election, gratitude, group therapy, life during the pandemic, personal growth | Tags: , , , , , | 30 Comments

Day 2907: Winter is coming

Winter is coming and there are many cold days ahead.

Can you tell that winter is coming from these images, captured after I was sleepless near Boston?

Winter is coming, so it might be time to stock up on lox, locks, and luck.

Here‘s a “”Winter is Coming” compilation from Game of Thrones:

Here‘s “Winter is Coming” music from Game of Thrones, composed by Ramin Djawadi:

Here’s a comment posted on YouTube about that music, from three weeks ago:


Straywolf – 77 Elections are coming…then its consequences…then winter. As Ned Stark said, “Brace yourselves…”

Winter is coming and so are some comments, below.

Now gratitude is coming for all who help me blog daily through winter, spring, summer, and fall, including YOU!

Categories: 2020 U.S. Election, 2020 U.S. Presidential election, life during the pandemic, personal growth, photojournalism | Tags: , , , , , , , | 25 Comments

Day 2904: Looking forward to the future

When you are consumed with fear, anger, hopelessness, or helplessness, looking forward to the future is difficult.

After listening to Vice President Joe Biden’s speech last night, I am looking forward to the future again.

I am looking forward to watching his speech for a second time, here and now.

It’s wonderful looking forward to the future through tears of relief.

I am looking forward to the future and

  • tonight’s Saturday Night Live hosted by Dave Chappell,
  • a good night’s sleep,
  • dancing in the street (masked) when the results are finally announced,
  • collecting on all the bets I made of cookies and cash that Trump would lose this election, and
  • sharing the few images I captured yesterday.

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Looking forward to the future when there isn’t a national sleep deficit.

Looking forward to telling you that this photo from the past of me looking forward to the future …

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… was taken by my excellent ex-husband, Leon Fairbanks, who reads this blog.

Looking forward to the future of reading your comments, below.

Looking forward to the future, as always, with gratitude for all, including YOU.

Categories: 2020 U.S. Election, 2020 U.S. Presidential election, insomnia, life during the pandemic, personal growth, photojournalism | Tags: , , , , , , , | 33 Comments

Day 2897: What do you need?

Here and now, what do you need?

Do you need

  • comfort?
  • reassurance?
  • good news?
  • results?
  • money?
  • a drink?
  • love?
  • hope?
  • peace?
  • self esteem?
  • time for yourself?
  • social contact?
  • justice?
  • to know that you are not alone?

I need

  • to take a breath,
  • to be in the moment,
  • to be grateful for all I have, and
  • to do whatever I can to make this life better for myself and others.

I do NOT need to vote because I already have.

I need to share that ten years ago, on Halloween, I met my future husband, Michael. Michael needs no introduction to regular readers of this blog, but here’s a post I wrote about him four very long years ago.

I also need to share my latest photos with you.

If I’m being serious and honest, almost everybody I know needs therapy these days.

I also need to tell you that this …

… is my amazing son, Aaron, who is doing his last year at the University of Edinburgh from our basement here in the USA. Isn’t that a cool picture? Aaron and I both needed our winter coats last night because of the early snow.

I also need to tell you that even though my husband Michael needs his privacy and is camera shy, his presence is there in several of today’s photos.

I need to include a song about needs, so how about this one?

You don’t need to leave a comment, but it would be awesome if you did!

I need to thank everyone who helps me create a new blog post every day, including Michael, Aaron, Harley, the Beatles, the Daily Bitch Calendar, and YOU!

Categories: 2020 U.S. Election, anniversary, Halloween, life during the pandemic, personal growth, photojournalism | Tags: , , , , , , | 23 Comments

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