Tag: happiness
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What did we do? It’s a puppy.
I never birthed a child. My stepson came to me at the delightful age of potty-trained, able to feed himself, and with the capability to use words to ask for things. This pleased me. I never owned a puppy. Iona was two, Henry was aged, and Max was, well Max was some age of fucked-up…
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You can call me Oy.
I am obviously not the first dog in this rodeo. I am not even the first corgi. These people seem to get me. They also seem to get me confused with the thing they call the Max. And then there is THE IONA. Yeah, that’s the Queen corgi. Apparently she was pretty awesome as the Lady…
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Why my happiness may matter to you (part 1)
There it is. It happens before you have a chance to think about it, to process it, to understand. You react without intention. But there it is. Sliding across your social feed is another smiling face, a giddy memory, a bright flash of someone else’s happy life. A quick snap, “Really, again?” A fleeting thought, “I hate her.” A bitter…
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Go On With Your Bad Self
I slept in this morning. I did not go to the gym. My lipstick is too bright and I like it. My dress is too short and that is good. My husband adores me. My hair is straight. Sometimes it is awesome to wear silver and gold together. I like today. I am thinking about…
The Badass Unicorn 