For more on Margo…
For more on Margo…
It meant so so much to me at the time and I had almost forgotten all about until I was reading the (currently sitting at 825) comments of yesterday’s poignant post on acupofjo and I was reminded of this spectacular moment, courtesty of Adele, at the grammy’s last February…this…
“…and I struggled. I still do struggle being a mom. It’s really hard…”
No amount of fame or money can help you here. Parenting. It’s bloody hard.
Thank you for your honesty, generosity and brilliance, @Adele.
I just signed the petition, “Tell Disney to stand against President Trump’s anti-family policies.” I think this is important. Will you sign it too?
Here’s the link:
Yesterday (NYE), I finally woke up sick and, after not napping for 8 days in a row, I decided to stay in bed all day. Unfortunately, not napping for my entire week off caused me to miss a new year’s eve fire pit at the corrals…ugh and bummer. (In case you missed it, I consider napping on a day off the paramount luxury)
Yes, it was wonderful-sitting in bed all day long. I almost finished the brilliant Hallmark Channel’s When Calls the Heart, I made dinner but, after resting all day and colouring in my holiday pressie, I was more than ready to pan fry some Italian sausage and garlic roast some (kinda) local and organic Manitoba potatoes.
I woke up feeling much better this morning though I did sleep thru the fireworks display of #nye2016. Oops…
And then, I found this little gem about nye and everything made sense.
Happiest of new years to all of you!! #nye2016
I have read that in some cultures it is acceptable to scream it out or sweat it out when you’re pissed. Many believe that this is the key to escaping your depression, your anxieties, your neuroses, your failings and your sadness and finding your way back to you. Call yourself back to yourself in whatever ways suit. Literally, call your name out loud.
I’m thinking that not only is it acceptable, it may be one of the best or the only ways. There’s a whole lotta hype about mental health these days and I’m so glad for that. So glad that celebs are speaking out and the ‘regular josie/joe’ is, too. We need to hear from everyone on this topic. We need you to share your ideas, methods (mad or otherwise), successes, failures, etc. so that we can learn from each other.
For most of my life, I have sweated it out. In the form of sports-hockey mostly. When I abandoned hockey (strangely, due to anger), I had no outlet. No sweat or anger was leaving my body in any kind of healthy way. Everything stayed inside and ate away at all of me. My friend told me that she saw me, when not playing hockey, as a purebred racehorse, being pulled back by my reigns, clenching my jaw. She literally saw that image when she looked at me.
I am certainly not anger free but I am feeling lighter these days. Thankful for the last month of hell like no other, super moons and strange dreams. And many conversations with my beloved.
When the anger starts to leave, that space will be invaded with love.
Saturday morning! Yeah! Time to check the www to see what my fav bloggers, artists, retailers (hee hee) have been up to. As I’m a serious fan (oxymoron?) of Joanna Goddard, I always start with a cup of jo to see her happy weekend post from yesterday and, of course, any days that I may have missed the past week. She has two little boys as well, and though my youngest is just slightly older than her oldest, I still love reading about her parenting exploits and checking out her tips for the art of wrangling any age of child. Just in case I have to…you know…help parent someone else’s kid or one of my own who has reverted back to his toddler days (this happens more often than you might expect!!)
Also, her beauty uniform and mothering around the world features are captivating and inspiring!! Thanks, Joanna!!
Next, is usually over to Molly Yeh (or is it Yeah??!!) for some amazing cakes, treats and savoury wonders too! She’s a fierce photographer as well so there is always immediate food swooning following by artistic swooning!! Yum for Yeh and yeh for yum!
Then over to The Pioneer Woman, Ree Drummond, whom I absolutely adore! And excitement abounds right now (more than usual) as her new Mercantile has just opened in Oklahoma! Pawhuska, I believe. For more facts, here is her link. She is hiring, too! and I am sooo tempted-being the retail queen that I am. I pretty much live in the polar opposite of where she does but I am so desperately in love with her blog and have been for years, that who cares. Really. Who cares? She speaks directly to my need for good food, pretty things, space and cattle! And, she’s on the Food Network! So you’ve probably seen her there. (I haven’t as I don’t have tv #Netflix)
Well, off to work now, but more of my favs to come…
Enjoy your day surfing but try to get some bit of fresh air and outdoor fun, too!!
I attended one day of this summit yesterday in Banff, Alberta and, although, I have started processing the sad, moving and horrific information about Canada’s history and Canadian Residential Schools, I will never stop grieving. That said, I learned many things about my people and when I say my people, I now refer to all of my people worldwide, including you. You are my people. Especially, my friends descended from First Nations around the globe-you make up my people, you always did and you know that but now I will use the correct syntax henceforth thanks to my friend, Judy.
Please visit banffcentre.ca for more information or the Truth and Reconciliation Commision’s website or your country’s truth site-I hope there is one. There are 94 calls to action. Please pick one and share with our people.
This is for Tiger Woods, Jude Law, Jesse James, Ashton Kutcher, Mel Gibson, Billy Bob, James Cameron, Brad Pitt, Hugh Grant, Arnie S., Kristen Stewart, Ethan Hawke, Jay-Z, Eddie Fisher, Bill Clinton, Frank S. (in memoriam) and all you other m*fers out there who have cheated on and totally blindsided your highly intelligent, extremely sophisticated and complex, gorgeous and talented and airbrushed wives and girlfriends/boyfriends…wtf? Pardon my French, but really?? #noway
You obviously have no idea what the hell we ‘mere mortal’ humans experience when we hear or read or glimpse at facebook to see what you have done, what fragile ego’d actress, singer, fierce gal you’ve decimated this time. What up? (Nor should you but hey, you’re a public figure and we are able to read, so deal with it!)
Okay, Mr. Pitt, so you did cheat on Jen A. even though Angelina had the decency not to bare all details until 3 long years later . Yes, I’m referring to the notorious and infamous 2008 vogue article where Angie blew it, thereby confirming the old ‘Mr. & Mrs. Smith he was cheating on Jen on set’ rumour mill. So nice of her to be so blinded by true love to say these things on the record.
So, in retrospect, we should have expected this and by we, I’m including Angie. C’mon, guys, grow up and don’t commit if you can’t handle being married to a ferociously smart goddess.
And, way to go, Jesse James, for your impeccable timing on that one with Sandra Bullock. #oscarwinning #hollywoodhell
So Natalie Maines had mentioned the whole visual album by bey thing at the DCX show in Calgary a few weeks ago but I only just got around to checkin it out, quite by accident, on utube the other day…wow!