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Dose of Happy: Impromptu Plans

On Saturday, a blogger/twitter friend and I decided at the very last minute to hang out for the day. It involved driving 90 minutes one way but it was SO worth it.

I grabbed bagels and headed south, blasting music that *I* like, not being interrupted by “mommy, mommy, mom, mama” and sipping on my *second* chai latte of the day.

Sitting with LM for the next 5 hours and hanging with her adorable son was so much fun. It’s as if we’d been real-life friends forever.

Today’s a holiday from school. I still have work to do. The kid will likely do something bad and make me frustrated.

But I’m going to hold on to that Dose of Happy and make a point to NOT wait 18 months to meet someone I feel like would be a great in-real-life friend.
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What’s your Happy?

Don’t think you have one? Look harder. Something will make you smile today.

We want to know!

Share it with The Band. Find a bit of happy in this Monday!

Dose of Happy: Not A Zombie (But I Do Like Brains)

As I’ve gotten older (read: 29 for the first time), I’ve come to realize something.

Family is what you make it. I have a fuckton of blood relatives – aunts, uncles, cousins I can’t even name or recognize on the street. This is because we don’t live anywhere close to them. I have two sisters I rarely see because we can’t always be in the same room with each other without wanting to hurt someone. And, again, we don’t live in the same state.

When I got married, I got a whole new family – Uncle Sam’s many minions. Again, we don’t all live in the same state, but we have that one thing in common: our significant other is a military member, and we deal with that in the best way we can. Some of us handle it better than others. Whatever. We’re bonded. We know. We speak our own language.

This past September (ish – I don’t remember if I got dressed unless I look down), Aunt Becky put out a call on The Twitter. She was looking for some peeps to help with behind-the-scenes here at Band Back Together.

I’ve been a long-time reader of Aunt Becky’s and read all of her posts, then jumped on the bandwagon when she started this site. I love this site. I’ve loved it from day one. I’ve read all your stories. So when AB asked for help, I thought, “Heh, how hard can that be?” So I sent her an email and said “I’M IN!” And I got a new family.

Actually, I kinda got two. I got to be a part of the amazing people who submit, and I got to be an official member of “The Brains.” (Kinda sounds like its own band!) Seeing the front-side of the site for so long, I kinda thought I’d have a hard time finding stuff to do; it seemed to run so smoothly and without many hitches.

Boy, was I (mostly) wrong.

Behind the scenes is a WHOLE ‘nother world. Editing posts, scheduling posts, coming up with awesome Carnival and World Tour ideas, writing resource pages, commenting, social media teams, plus all that stuff that the IT crew takes care of that I have NO CLUE about. (Side note: I grew up in an IT-savvy family. I’m not computer illiterate. That crew talks about stuff I have never heard in my life.)

There are so many e-mails everyday, I almost can’t keep up. But, this is my new family. One I take with me everywhere I go. I’m waiting for the day when I’m wearing my “With the Band” t-shirt and someone gives me that knowing smile. Because they KNOW. They know what an awesome thing this site is.

I can’t speak for the other Brains, but we’ve saved lives. Mine, most especially. Both my kids are in school and when they started, I thought, “Finally! I can do whatever I want all day!” There’s only so much daytime television I can watch. The house can only be so clean (okay, I don’t clean – quit judging me). Job hunting was going nowhere. My depression was starting to rear its ugly head. I needed something to make me get out of bed in the mornings.

So now, I spend my days reading, commenting, promoting, writing, and laughing. Oh, my Brains make me laugh. And cry. It’s like a secret club that anyone can join. Because we are none of us alone. We are all connected (in the great circle of life).

And, ’cause I’m not too proud to beg, and I know Aunt Becky hates to do it, go nominate us for a Bloggie. It’s a small thing that would mean so much to our AB. ‘Cause without her, The Band wouldn’t be here.

And I’d like to keep my triangle skillz up.

Dose of Happy For 2019

This oughtta be pretty easy.

I’ve got a big ole dose of happy today.

It’s 2019!

I trust that you all have had a wonderful winter break with the kidlets, a Happy Hanukkah, Merry Christmas, Happy Kwanzaa, Awesome Festivus and Amazing New Year!

Mine has been great and today is being spent getting the decorations down, my calendar organized and my plan for implementing the few resolutions I’ve made for myself written down.

Here’s to a full year of happiness to you and your loved ones!

Share your Dose of Happy on your blog, on Facebook, on Twitter (#DOHMonday #WithTheBand) or write it on a napkin. Link up below and show the others some love!

Dose of Happy Monday: Ode to Cuties

Have y’all had Cuties? The adorable little clementine/mandarin orange hybrid that comes in the little wooden crate?

What? You haven’t? Oh, you don’t know what you’re missing.

They’re tiny. And orange. And sweet. And delicious.

They are super easy to peel. Did I mention they’re tiny?

Cuties are my dose of happy.

And they’re my dose of Vitamin C.

What are YOU happy for today?
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What is YOUR dose of happy for today?
We want to know!

Share it with the world on your blog and then link up below, tweet it out (hashtag #DOHMonday #WithTheBand) or share it on Facebook. Whatever you want to do, do it. Just find a bit of happy in this Monday!

Dose of Happy Monday: Ode to Cuties–Already Published

Have y’all had Cuties? The adorable little clementine/mandarin orange hybrid that comes in the little wooden crate?

What? You haven’t? Oh, you don’t know what you’re missing.

They’re tiny. And orange. And sweet. And delicious.

They are super easy to peel. Did I mention they’re tiny?

Cuties are my dose of happy.

And they’re my dose of Vitamin C.

What are YOU happy for today?
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What is YOUR dose of happy for today?
We want to know!

Share it with the world on your blog and then link up below, tweet it out (hashtag #DOHMonday #WithTheBand) or share it on Facebook. Whatever you want to do, do it. Just find a bit of happy in this Monday!

On The Contrary

I have spent the majority of my life feeling like a living, breathing, science project. I remember spending a good portion of my childhood in the hospital.

My asthma is further compounded by a congenital defect in my bronchial tubes referred to as ‘pig bronchus.” My life-threatening allergic reactions; seriously who the f*ck is allergic to tomatoes of all things? Tomatoes by the way, are in almost EVERYTHING. Or my surgeries, of which I’ve had one surgery per year.

The endometriosis, which I was told in high school I may not be able to have children. The endometriosis is probably why my periods are two weeks long.

Or other random shit that happens to me.

I almost died on three separate occasions – twice coded as an infant before the doctors discovered one of two major congenital birth defects. That one was an anominant artery – my aorta was crossed over my trachea – and once after surgery when I was eleven and Nurse Dumbass gave me too much morphine and put me into respiratory arrest.

Every time it seems like I’m coming out on top, something inevitably drags me back down, reminding me: ‘hey @$$hole, let’s not forget that you’re the bubble girl.’

As hard as it is, though, I’ve decided that no one is allowed to feel bad for me. I’ve had almost thirty years of that, and it really doesn’t accomplish much. I’ve decided that when life pushes me, I’m going to push the f*ck back, because I’m no one’s bitch.

Here from my aforementioned blog is a little gem I call “On The Contrary” written by moi.

Two congenital birth defects

They said ‘She won’t’

I DID

Life threatening allergy & exercise induced asthma

They said ‘Never’

I finished two 5K races

19 surgeries in 28 years

Won’t slow me down

Diagnosed with Endometriosis in high school

I was told ‘Unlikely’

Their names are Michael Julien and Mýa Renée

Years of unhealthy and abusive relationships

I was blessed with him

14 years of unhealthy eating, skewed body image and relentless self doubt

I got focused

Three cancer scares

I’m still here

They told me that ‘you won’t’

I said ‘I will’

They told me ‘you can’t’

I DID

JUST WATCH ME.

LIFE IS SHORT. LIGHT A FIRE UNDER ITS ASS!!!