Archive for the ‘Emotions’ Category

9 More Reasons Not to Exercise

fitbie at brings us the 10 Bizarre Side Effects of Exercise – 9 of them wholly undesirable, and 1 of them rare but extraordinary.  The coregasm could almost be enough motivation to counter the other 9.

Since many of us are probably planning the annual “shed those pounds” resolution, we can brace ourselves for more body image discomfort than just being “fluffy.”  Bummer.


More OCD: Dirty vs. Messy According to Jamie

While talking to readers about OCD-ism (in the non-clinical sense), I came across a blog that seems to do a good job defining Dirty vs Messy. Thank you, The Life of Jamie. Your description of your hubby’s OCD trash outings made me laugh out loud!

My hubby and I actually discuss the dirty/messy issue almost weekly, since our large family is somewhere in between the two. We have a toddler in the house, and there are not enough baths in a day to keep her sparkling clean. It’s good to know that we’re not alone in the world.

End of the Blockbuster Era – A Reminder of My Age

Video CassetteI was recently reading an article about Blockbuster’s bankruptcy filing that was waxing poetic about the by-gone days of the video rental chain’s glory.  And as I considered the impending Blockbuster-less frontier (no biggie to me, I’ve been a Netflix-ista for years), it hit me like a ton of bricks:  I remember when membership to a video rental store COST money.  And worse:  you had be APPROVED – like a country club.  And I think there might even have been a credit check.  Am I really that old?

For those of you that are not that old, let me explain:  In the very early days of video rental, even before the Beta/VHS debate became big news (you know about that, at least, right?), the stores that rented videos were exclusive club-like establishments.  There was an annual membership fee.  If you didn’t return on time – or rewind – they could revoke your membership.  Believe me, we behaved!  That membership was sacred.

Speaking of rewinding … for those that were truly aficionados (I wasn’t) there was a separate little gadget that was purchased just for rewinding the videos.  This existed for two reasons:  1) your player was so expensive that, it was argued, using the rewind was jarring to the mechanism and would cause early mechanical failure, or 2) you didn’t want to wait even an extra 5 minutes for the rewind to finish before putting your next movie in the player.

The movie viewing landscape has changed at an extraordinary rate.  It’s quaint that we even still use the term “video rental” when it’s been all DVD for years and years.

Rachel, a Little Warrior, and a Spot You’ve Probably Never Heard Of

Rachel's Make-a-Wish trip to Disney WorldI read the most extraordinary story of a few minutes in a mother’s life that will stay with her – and with me – forever.  You can feel her rollercoaster of emotions, including the nausea, and you can feel the numbness set in when she switches from using a personal pronoun for herself to using, “one.”

From the Littlest Warrior Spot I’m quoting the initial diagnosis of her daughter’s pediatric spitzoid melanoma here, but there is an entire year of blog posts worth reading:

“Yesterday we had an appointment scheduled for stitches removal.  I was very confident that they were going to give us the “all clear” and we’d schedule a follow-up.  When the doctor came in he was all smiles and I said, “So, do we have news?” and he said, “As a matter of fact we do.”  Still all smiles so I’m thinking, “Phew!  I knew it was fine.”  Then he turns to Rachael and says, “Rachael, mommy and the doctor have to do some really boring talking.  Would you like to go to the playroom where it will be more fun?”He was being cheerful and upbeat for her.  Mind started reeling.

We take her to the playroom, he puts his arm around my shoulder and says, “I can count on one hand the amount of times I have sent a child out so I could talk to the parent alone.”  I said, “This isn’t good news.” And he said, “No.  It isn’t.”

I was alone and I didn’t want to break down.  And the not breaking down was making me really naseous.  And then my brain sorta went numb and I went into “get information” mode.

Rachael has “at least” stage 3 melanoma.  They found cells in the lymph nodes.  So that sounds really horrible and if one were to spend a lot of time googling, one might end up in a puddle quivering under her computer table but one has studiously avoided google so one will simply tell what the doctors said.  Which is much more encouraging than I understand google is.  Google does not give hugs and say, “You will be okay”.  Google is like that mean woman at work who actually tells you that you do look fat because you were stupid enough to ask.  The best way to deal with her is avoid her and certainly don’t ask her questions you don’t want to hear the answers to.

Her oncologist believes she will grow old and give me grandbabies. He actually said that.”

If you’re still with me and reading Rachel’s story, head over to the post that details her Make-a-Wish trip to Walt Disney World.  It will warm your heart.

Grief Follows a Predictable Path

From WebMD:  “Grieving is the process of emotional and life adjustment you go through after a loss.”  It turns out that the loss does not necessarily have to be death.  People grieve the loss of major milestones in their lives, the loss of a treasured dream, a place, object, or a valued way of life (such as your job, marriage, or good health).

The process involves moving through steps and coming to terms with a major change in life.  And no matter what the change, the steps (from 5 – 10, depending on who’s counting) all include shock/denial, pain/guilt, anger/bargaining, reflection/reconstruction, and acceptance.

The grieving process can be long or short, linear or serpentine, smooth or fraught with pitfalls.  What is maddening is the constant contradiction: simultaneously paralyzing and frantically stimulating, quiet and loud, overwhelming and almost boring.  Lack of appetite and then eating to excess.  Time freezes and then surges ahead.  Grieving is a strange collection of foreign feelings – almost out of body, even.

But in the end there is almost always acceptance.  That, I believe, is the most extraordinary part.  A wonder of the gift of a functioning human mind.

Obsession with Chicken Nuggets

We all enjoy a tasty fried snack now and then, right?  But, wow, this woman wants chicken nuggets so badly that she commits assault and destruction of property.  That is one extraordinary jones for junk food.

Via ZeitGeist –  which can be over the top, but this story is right up their alley.

An Honest Admission of a Life Lesson

I read a compelling narrative written by someone who didn’t had to admit these thoughts out loud. It is a touchingly honest story of what it means to face a tough realization, and what wonderful growth can come from it.

The Story of a Broken Showpiece and the Lesson in the Pieces comes from the blog of World Champion Pastry Chef Chris Hanmer. You can read the whole account in just a few minutes.

[Disclaimer: I have a professional association with the subject of the story. But that does not make the moment any less extraordinary.]