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28

Jan

http://www.youtube.com/attribution_link?a=jfxudIRNOZ0&u=/watch?v=ldOkBPy3iDg&feature=share

http://www.youtube.com/attribution_link?a=ivjrJBAKQ68&u=/watch?v=RWTceenf3TM&feature=share

RIP Pete Seeger :-( Mom played his music every day on the stereo. Lucky me! We sang his songs along with him as we cleaned the house. He and Ella Jenkins.

hanks mom. So grateful for this. Awesome man.

jhnmyr:

I for one dig the hell out of the hat.



That’s what Dudley mentioned to me today.

jhnmyr:

I for one dig the hell out of the hat.

That’s what Dudley mentioned to me today.

starstrukks:

John was taking photos of Katy at the Grammy afterparty.

This is just adorbs. Cutest darn thing I ever saw. He so loves his girl…and his camera(s).

fashion-runways:

Elie Saab Paris Fashion Week 2014 - PURPLE.

God, love them all, but the first one on the left at the top rocks.

26

Jan

(Source: icanread)

I’m learning…

…it really serves me to not dwell on things i have no control over….which, BTW, is a heck of a lot of the things.  Take today, for example, a friend of mine told me she and her husband (who owns a business) had not paid their taxes in awhile.  i got the impression it may have been over a year since they had paid.  i was astounded and started visualizing the price they are going to have to pay for this, and they are raising two beautiful children who are treated very nicely and have everything they need.   They are really nice people.  Good people, but this lack of responsibility could backfire on them.    I fretted and fumed over this and now i just know I have to wash it out of my head.  it is not good for my emotional sobriety and my sobriety in general.  

theangrytherapist:

I was at Trader Joe’s the other night and saw that they had pre-cooked bacon.  I nearly shit my pants.  Bacon is one of my favorite foods in the whole wide world!  But we all know what a hassle and a half it is to cook.  With this bacon, all you have to do is put it in a pan for two minutes.  I couldn’t believe it.  So I ripped it open and tossed four slices into a pan.  And guess what?  It didn’t taste like bacon.  It tasted like heated flat rubber with a side of soap film.  Of course it did.  Why wouldn’t it?  It was cooked weeks ago and pressed into a plastic bag.  Why was I convinced it would have the same fresh crisp like hot bacon that produces a gallon of grease you never how to throw away?  I’ll tell you why.  Because there’s a part of us that is always looking for a short cut.  That glimmer of hope that this could be the answer.  A diet pill.  A self help book.  A lottery ticket.  For me, it was pre-cooked bacon. 
Bacon doesn’t tastes good because it tastes good.  It tastes good because it’s a pain in the ass to make and you only eat a few slices.  It’s like crab legs.  A lot of effort for little reward.  But here’s the thing.  Without the effort, the reward turn into rubber.  We all want things to happen faster.  Easy solutions.  Simple answers.  Punch drunk love.  Perfect bodies.  (I’m wearing teeth whitening trays that I only wear one day a year and wonder why my teeth aren’t getting whitter as I type this).   Work to not feel like work. But the truth is if our wants aren’t earned, they are never what we imagined.  They become empty and all we are left with are shiny shells.
If you want bacon to taste like bacon, you gotta stand over the fucking pan and cook that shit, knowing that it’s going to smell the house up and splatter hot grease all over you.  If you want healthy love, you have to take ownership off your piece of every break up and start changing those patterns instead of blaming others.  If you want a strong body, you have to rip muscles, rest, recover, hydrate, and eat foods you don’t want to eat.  If you want work to be exhilarating, you have to get obsessed about your passions and live them out instead of just reading about how things have happened so fast for others.  If you want to overcome your addiction, you have to detox, put in step work, go to meetings, participate in groups, relapse, then do it again but mean it this time. 
There are no short cuts to happy.  Because you can’t be happy without being healthy, mentally, physically, spiritually, and healthy has to be earned.  Or all you’ll be left with is waste.  
- Angry

theangrytherapist:

I was at Trader Joe’s the other night and saw that they had pre-cooked bacon.  I nearly shit my pants.  Bacon is one of my favorite foods in the whole wide world!  But we all know what a hassle and a half it is to cook.  With this bacon, all you have to do is put it in a pan for two minutes.  I couldn’t believe it.  So I ripped it open and tossed four slices into a pan.  And guess what?  It didn’t taste like bacon.  It tasted like heated flat rubber with a side of soap film.  Of course it did.  Why wouldn’t it?  It was cooked weeks ago and pressed into a plastic bag.  Why was I convinced it would have the same fresh crisp like hot bacon that produces a gallon of grease you never how to throw away?  I’ll tell you why.  Because there’s a part of us that is always looking for a short cut.  That glimmer of hope that this could be the answer.  A diet pill.  A self help book.  A lottery ticket.  For me, it was pre-cooked bacon. 

Bacon doesn’t tastes good because it tastes good.  It tastes good because it’s a pain in the ass to make and you only eat a few slices.  It’s like crab legs.  A lot of effort for little reward.  But here’s the thing.  Without the effort, the reward turn into rubber.  We all want things to happen faster.  Easy solutions.  Simple answers.  Punch drunk love.  Perfect bodies.  (I’m wearing teeth whitening trays that I only wear one day a year and wonder why my teeth aren’t getting whitter as I type this).   Work to not feel like work. But the truth is if our wants aren’t earned, they are never what we imagined.  They become empty and all we are left with are shiny shells.

If you want bacon to taste like bacon, you gotta stand over the fucking pan and cook that shit, knowing that it’s going to smell the house up and splatter hot grease all over you.  If you want healthy love, you have to take ownership off your piece of every break up and start changing those patterns instead of blaming others.  If you want a strong body, you have to rip muscles, rest, recover, hydrate, and eat foods you don’t want to eat.  If you want work to be exhilarating, you have to get obsessed about your passions and live them out instead of just reading about how things have happened so fast for others.  If you want to overcome your addiction, you have to detox, put in step work, go to meetings, participate in groups, relapse, then do it again but mean it this time. 

There are no short cuts to happy.  Because you can’t be happy without being healthy, mentally, physically, spiritually, and healthy has to be earned.  Or all you’ll be left with is waste.  

- Angry

(Source: littlemuff)