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Just because.

Well. I’ve been absent again. It has been a long week, and I honestly haven’t even known what to write about. So I didn’t.

Except that I kinda did. Thank you so very much to the Minneapolis Running folks again for publishing another article of mine. I was able to tackle a tough subject that comes up frequently on my blog: mental health. I hope you enjoy it and find some use from it, even if you don’t have issues with your mental health.

ALSO! The next day, they hosted a live video with none other than Sarah Bowen Shea, who is honestly one of my very favorite people ever. I constantly rave over Another Mother Runner, so if you haven’t checked them out by now…honestly, what are you waiting for?

So now: let’s have a conversation and catch up a little. How have you been? How’s the fam?

Fine, thanks. Whatcha been eating lately?

I’ve really been continuing the effort to meal plan and prepare ahead of time. It makes my life sooooo much less stressful. We’ve tried several new recipes these past few weeks, and there have been hits and misses.

Quinoa goes over well with my kiddo and husband. Especially in more Mexican-centric dishes. Or cheesy. Stuffed pepper soup was my favorite. The creamy avocado pesto pasta above? Big fail. And not even good for leftovers, because I am not a fan of  the color/flavor of avocado when it’s more than a few minutes old.

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I also jumped into the world of Shakeology. I’m sure most of you are familiar with it or have at least heard about it/read about it in your Facebook newsfeed. I’d been on the fence for quite sometime, because I try not to get too caught up in anything that is associated with MLM. But after forgetting to make breakfast for myself several days in a row, it seemed like something to at least try.

So far, I’m not disappointed one bit. It’s quick. I have a billion recipes to try, and I’ve loved the ones I’ve tried so far (including birthday cake, Kit Kat, sunshine creamsicle, and peanut butter cup). And it keeps me FULL. Fuller than I thought possible with a shake. I’ll continue to try this month and see how it goes, but it is a luxury that makes my mornings easier so far. Some days, I need all the help I can get.

Great. What have you been up to?

Not running. Oops, am I supposed to admit that? I ran a couple times last week. This week? Nada. Hubby is out of town for the whole week on a work trip, and I’ve been hopping. It is our last week of dance before summer, and it includes dance rehearsals and two recitals this weekend. Throw in an out-of-town work conference, two cats & one dog, and a kid with mood swings worse than a Sourpatch Kid? I’m fried. My house is a war-zone. I’m basically throwing kibble on the floor for all the critters to consume. I may have even bathed LJ with a few baby wipes at one point this week. (Don’t worry. She got a bath the next night.)

I literally found a plate of LJ’s dinner turned over on the living room floor last night. It had dried and crusted to the plate by the time it was flipped over, though, so the carpet was completely unscathed. An embarrassing sort of victory.

As for last weekend, Mother’s Day was…good. I am blessed to be a mom. I am blessed to have so many lovely women in my life and my daughter’s life. But it also is a day filled with inner-turmoil for me and for others, I know. For me, I have a fractured relationship with the person I most want to celebrate. I love her so very much, and I miss her. I hope things can be better some day, but that doesn’t make Mother’s Day less painful now.

The other person I want to celebrate with is my grandmother, whom I’ve written about in the past. She meant and still means so much to me, so LJ and I made a trip to visit her and Grandpa’s burial site. We talked with them, and LJ gave them many hugs and kisses. We brought flowers and thanked Grandma for being wonderful. We had conversations about life and death, and I was honest with LJ, even when it was painful for me and confusing for her. I won’t hide my grief, because I want her to know how amazing her great-grandma was.

Because hubby left the day before Mother’s Day, he and LJ both found ways to make me feel loved that weekend. They sent flowers to me at work on Saturday, and LJ slept in until 9:00 Sunday morning. What a darling.

What are you reading?

Oh, boy. I’ve got a gigantic TBR list, and I realized how far behind I am on my reading goal for the year. So I’ve been cruising through the chapters these last few days. I just finished a wonderful/tragic graphic novel called Last Things: A Graphic Memoir of Loss and Love by Marissa Moss. Highly recommended, but it will pull at your heart. This is a bleak one, but it captures the reality some people face when their loved one is faced with terminal illness.

I’m in the process of tackling Dear Ijeawele, or a Feminist Manifesto in Fifteen Suggestions by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, a short read but I’m taking a little extra time to digest each “chapter.”

Also in line to finish up Reasons to Stay Alive by Matt Haig soon.

Okay, great. Anything else?

I’m running the TC 10 Mile, thanks to the Mother Runner crew! I’m soooooo excited, because this was one of my favorite races ever. So I’m back in training-planning mode with a renewed energy. I’ll reach my goals someday, and this was a big boost.

Also, this is my workplace, and I love it. Especially when the sky is shiny happy:

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This post ended up being much longer than anticipated. Hopefully I learn to break it up a little bit in the future, but you know how I operate…silence and then surprise.

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3/30/17: Thankful Thursday

I find my mind in a strange domain today. Everything is a little foggy, and it’s kind of gray and misty. I am grieving for the family and friends of a person I never met. I am sad for the workers and volunteers who fight endlessly to prevent suicide. I’m confused and not-so-confused at the same time about Amy Bleuel’s death. And I ache for her, for the demons she fought so long.

Project Semicolon has held a special little place in my heart since I first heard of it. I’m a grammar/writing nerd, and I am an advocate for mental health. So when I heard there was a project based on the idea of a semicolon, you can imagine it captivated me.

“A semicolon is used when an author could’ve chosen to end their sentence, but chose not to. The author is you and the sentence is your life.”

I’ve never written out a detailed history of my mental health. Some people who are very close to me don’t even know the nitty gritty. They know I have depression. They know I have panic disorder and anxiety disorder. But the details are something I don’t talk about. For a long time, I felt it was shameful and that I was a weak person. My brain still feels that way sometimes, and it’s hard to convince myself otherwise.

Let me put this out there, though: I have experienced suicidal thoughts. I have thought those around me would be better off without me. In my teenage years, the peak of my hormones and mental health issues co-mingling, I had fantasies of nothingness. It wasn’t that I wanted to die. I just didn’t want to exist. I didn’t want to feel pain and cause pain anymore.

There’s a stigma surrounding suicide, but I can tell you the following: my thoughts were not selfish. I was not being dramatic. I was thinking about those around me. But my mind still had me convinced I didn’t deserve to exist anymore.

Some of these thoughts came back shortly after the birth of my daughter. In the throes of postpartum depression, I often thought I could never be the mother or wife or friend or family member that people deserved. I felt completely broken, and I wished I didn’t exist.

I am so glad I exist today. My semicolon means my life has gone on. I’ve had intentions for a couple of years to get a semicolon tattoo, and I finally found one I hope to base mine off of, if I get the courage to ask permission, of course. But I also suffer from a pretty severe needle phobia. I’ll get there someday.

So when I said above, “I’m confused and not-so-confused,” it meant that I know depression and anxiety and mental health disorders can strike anyone anytime. You can be okay one day and then have to fight like hell the next. Even when you know, you just know there are people out there who love you and that better days are coming and this, too, shall pass…there are times when you just can’t see the sun through the dark gray fog that has settled into each and every part of you. And you don’t know if/when you will see the sun again.

I am sure there are many, particularly from Project Semicolon and the suicide prevention community, who are taking this hard. To know that nobody is immune, even those who have come out as an inspiration to the community, those who have shared their stories…well, it stops you in your tracks.

We need to keep going, though. It gives me renewed perspective on fighting for something I’m passionate about. I want to do more, and I just need to find my platform or my project. Just like my tattoo: I’ll get there someday.

So today, I am thankful for one person: Amy. Thank you, Amy, for putting your story out there. This is not your ending, though. You will live on through thousands of tattoos and people who will continue fighting and holding each other up.

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Move forward. Keep writing your story. We owe it to Amy and to ourselves and to the survivors and to those who are gone too soon. We owe it to the families and friends, because suicide touches many lives.

If you, or anyone you know is dealing with feelings of hopelessness or thoughts of self-harm, I want you to know there IS help. Call 911.  Text “START” to the Crisis Text Line at 741-741. Call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-8255. Call the Trevor Project at 1-866-488-7386. Get in contact with someone.

I came across these recommendations for reporting on suicide, but I also think they are good things for all people to review. Here are warning signs and risk factors. Here is information on treatment. Need to help someone else?

Please take care of yourself. And let’s take care of each other, too, especially when we need it most.

You matter. You are loved. You are valuable. 

Cassie

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3/16/17: Thankful Thursday

This week, post-8.7 mile race, I’ve been a whole lot better at horizontal running than actual running. I think that’s bound to happen now and again. I’ve been keeping up on my strength and cardio except for a bummer-kind-of-day yesterday. Back at it tonight.

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Nevertheless, I am ready to be thankful today. This semi-weekly ritual has helped me keep a good perspective on life when I need it most. I have a good life, and some days I just have to fight the brain ninjas who are trying to tell me otherwise.

  1. Mother Runners: especially those ones who just get it. Adrienne Martini sums it up so well this week when she says, “I tell you this not to show off — although sometimes the knowledge of how bad one’s ass must be to run in this awfulness gets me through the worst of it — but to assure you that every single mother runner you know gets what it is like to push through and get it done. It’s not all rainbows and unicorns out there all of the time. There are months when it is grindingly bleh to be a BAMR. Still, we keep going.
    These months are difficult for me. My energy level is lower-than-low, and all I want to do is snuggle in a blankie and hide from the world. The BAMR community, in particular, reminds me of why I need to get out and run, especially on the snuggly blankie days.
  2. Awesome people doing awesome things: especially those who dress up as stormtroopers while they run. Have you seen this guy? Fantastic. (Although I am glad to not be the one cleaning that uniform.) Dream big, folks.
  3. Positivity: especially positivity from those who understand what it’s like to be back-of-the-pack or a bigger runner. If you are either of those things, I encourage you to read those and any other articles you come across that make you feel good. Encourage yourself every day. If you are not either of those things, I still think they’re good reads. New perspective. Understanding. All good stuff.

Guess what? Tomorrow is Friday! And St. Patrick’s Day. Don’t forget your green, and celebrate safely.

Read on. Run on.
Cassie

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3/2/17: Thankful Thursday

Wait, how is it Thursday already? And wait, it’s March? Somebody around here have a Time Turner for me? No? Okay, moving along.

This week, I had to write a focus in my Believe training journal. And I wrote, “Re-focus and re-build.” That has been what I’ve been trying to do. It has felt successful so far. I’ve been sleeping more, even if it means I still haven’t folded two loads of laundry that came out of the dryer 4 days ago. I’ve been eating better, even though I really wanted that mini Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup, because what harm could it do? (One turns into two turns into popcorn turns into I-don’t-care-I-hate-me. Better to avoid that song and dance altogether for a while.)

With that, I am thankful! Always thankful!

  1. New opportunities: I have several new and exciting opportunities on the horizon for me. I am not talking much about them yet, because I don’t know how things will pan out.
    But I will say I’m also excited for the new opportunities provided to me through my daughter getting older. As much as I miss my baby, I’m also really happy with the fun conversations and new activities we can do together.

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    Ready for “The Little Mermaid.”

    My hometown high school did a production of “The Little Mermaid” this last weekend. We decided to take LJ, just to see how she’d do. For those who don’t know her, she’s…high-maintenance in the loveliest way. She is always go-go-going, talk-talk-talking, sing-sing-singing, move-move-moving. Always. She exhausts me, and most days I love it.
    Well, we made it through the first act and then headed home to watch the second half of the movie on the couch. Hubby was impressed with her, even though I was a little frustrated. Oh well. Progress is progress.
    We have also been cooking more together, which leads me to…

  2. Healthy food that still tastes really damn good: LJ also seems to be developing an interest in cooking, and I am trying new healthy recipes. This week, we made some North African Vegetable and Chickpea Tagine that I  found in a Weight Watchers cookbook available to me from the library. (GO TO YOUR LIBRARY FOR THIS STUFF, PEOPLE!)
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    I’ll learn to take better food pictures someday. I promise.

    Mmm. Look at that zucchini. And chickpeas. And cooked carrots. These are a few of my favorite things.
    Served it all over couscous. This was also one of those recipes that was even better the next day. I actually found a slightly modified version of the recipe here in case you’re interested.

  3. Friday: Do I even need to explain? Probably not. But I am reallllyyyy stoked that we’re nearly at a weekend level-up. My long run for the weekend is a shorty at only 4 miles, and I’m ready for some family time + R and R. I hope. We’ll see.

Alrighty, that’s what I’ve got for today. Happy almost-weekend, chickadees! You are magnificent!

Read on. Run on.
Cassie

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10/20/16: Thankful Thursday

It seems rather appropriate this week that I choose three things I’m thankful for each week. Because…as of this week, I have a three-year-old. My darling daughter turned three, and I am caught between wishing time would slow down and wondering how there was ever a time she wasn’t by my side.

So I guess I’m gonna harp on this, and I’m going to list three things related to Dino-Toddler that make me deeply gracious for her coming into my life.

  1. She made me stronger.

    I’ve struggled with my mental health for a long time. However, after DT was born, it was like my brain and heart exploded and melted. I barely crawled through some of the darkest days I’ve ever experienced.
    I lost some of the joy that I felt I should have experienced. I was an incredibly sad human, and I’d cry whenever hubby left to go to work. I couldn’t imagine spending another 8+ hours alone with this small creature who cried and cried while I cried and cried.
    Although I wish I could have that time back, I know I am stronger because of it. I got the help I so desperately needed, and I learned how to take care of myself and my brain so much better.
    I am stronger because of her. I am stronger, because I want her to see what strength looks like. It doesn’t mean every day is great. It means you keep going and you take care of yourself so you can be there to take care of others.

  2. She is a bright ball of fiery sunshine.

    This girl makes me laugh every day. And she makes me want to scream every day. That’s part of her job being a toddler…err…preschooler now. She is so very bright and caring and strong-willed. She never stops talking and observing. The wheels of her brain are constantly in motion, and she astounds me with the things she says. She remembers events from a year ago, and she can vividly tell stories about them. She can hear a song just a few times and memorize many of the words and tunes. All of this can be overwhelming for her, and it can make her emotional. I can’t imagine having that much of a fire in my mind and heart all the time. She feels things so very deeply, and she knows what she wants.
    She is so different from me, and that is beautiful.

  3. She makes me want to be a better person.
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    Even though I was at the beginning achy, stuffy stages of a head cold on her birthday morning, I ran three miles. I did it because I want to be a better person for her. I run for many reasons, but one of the top reasons is her. I want to keep up with her as she grows, and I want her to see what healthy looks like.

There are a million reasons I’m thankful for her and I know others are, too. She inspires this journey often, and that’s why I talk about her so darn much here. I just hope I can provide some inspiration to her, too.

Read on. Run on.
Cassie

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9/22/16: Thankful Thursday/Belated Wantable Wednesday

Okay, so I’m really thankful for:

  1. Forgiveness/patience: I’m still trying to get the hang of this blogging/believing-people-actually-care-about-anything-I-have-to-say thing. So while I was fully prepared for yesterday’s Wantable Wednesday, last night I let myself fall again into a place where I just ended up sleeping on the couch. Or maybe it was the fact that I didn’t get Starbuck’s yesterday morning. Yes, let’s blame it on the caffeine. So without further ado, here’s an abbreviated Wantable Wednesday:

    Outfit 1 included a draped back tanktop in a really fun/funky print, a purple flared crewneck tank, and some capris with small mesh panel “stripes” and a little sparkle. The item I liked best was the capri pants. I like things with a little sparkle, and they caught my eye right as they came out of the box.
    I was quite puzzled, at first, when trying to put on the draped back tanktop. And then I saw it also is rather flow-y in the back, which just isn’t good for me and my lack of body confidence. I like everything covered. The crewneck tank was also a little thin for my tastes. Disappointing on both counts, because I LOVED the colors. I like bold and fun, and these definitely hit the mark.

    Outfit 2 was a charcoal-colored tank, a mesh tank in the color “frost,” and some Soybu capris that were slightly gathered at the bottom. I was divided about the gray tank. The fabric was a little strange for working out, and it also was fitted at the bottom but nowhere else. The purple tank was cute, and I realized I really liked how the backs of the two looked together. Cute!
    But the pants. Oh, goodness. They’re so soft and they hug me in good places. They aren’t too low-rise, and I love how they sit on my hips/tummy.
    7There was one item I couldn’t try on, because it was sent to me in a medium size instead of XL. And it was for an area that definitely needs XL coverage, if you catch my drift. I was disappointed, because the sports bra was super cute and felt like it would have been very supportive in my size. Drat.
    So…I chose one item. And I bet it isn’t hard to figure out which one. I’m wearing them right now because they’re so soft. I catch myself caressing my own legs occasionally in the Soybu capris, which is super creepy, but I dare you to not continuously touch them once you feel them.
    I’m still feeling a little shaky about my Wantables monthly Fitness edit, mainly because there have been a couple hiccups in the process. But I’ll give it another month or so and see how things continue! They’ve been very kind during any contact I’ve needed, and I love the personalized messages each month. So…fingers crossed for a good month in October!

  2. Quality childcare: I know childcare prices are through the roof in many places. But I also know childcare workers are underpaid for the work they do. The past couple of days, my daughter has willingly run away from me and into the arms of her teacher at the center she attends.
    This may sound sad to some (and yes, I have a love/hate relationship with her growing independence), but it is a good thing. It is reassuring, since she spends (too) many of her waking hours there. I am a full-time working mom, and I am serving the world in a way I always wanted: as a librarian. This means less time with my daughter, which I hate. But I am delighted that she believes “school” (we call it that instead of “daycare”) is a fun and safe place to be. Her teachers are so special to her, and our lives are enriched by them.
  3. Fall:
    “The bright summer had passed away, and gorgeous autumn was flinging its rainbow-tints of beauty on hill and dale.” ~Cornelia L. Tuthill

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    Our tree in the backyard is one of the first to turn in the neighborhood.

    I know I’ve written about my love for Fall before, but I’m just so excited now that today is the first day of autumn.
    New Year’s Day and spring are often times of renewal and reflection and rebirth for people, but I tell you…autumn is my time. I absolutely adore the colors fall brings and the activities and sights and smells and sounds. I love when my morning runs turn chilly and when I get to dream of taking my baby girl to the pumpkin patch. I feel like a better version of myself in fall. And so I’m starting to feel more hopeful each day.

Read on. Run on.
Cassie

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9/1/16: Thankful Thursday

Well, after another unexplained absence of a week, here I am. I do try to update my Facebook page and Instagram more often, so feel free to follow either if you have any interest.

Let’s jump in, shall we?

  1. September: I LOVE Fall. This is a real change from when I was younger and hated it. I’m not sure why my brain flip-flopped, but I crave the oranges and reds and yellows contrasting with bright blue skies. I love pumpkin patches and apple cider and chili out of the Crockpot on a crisp blustery day. The first day of September means that is all just around the corner. Summer, you were fun, but my heart blossoms in Autumn.
  2. Dance: I attended a dance studio from ages 3-18. This week, I enrolled Dino-Toddler in the “U & Me” class at the very same studio. Dancing with her last night at the same studio where I grew up was a special treat. She was WILD with excitement, but I hope she grows to love it there like I did. And how can you resist a toddler in a tutu and ballet slippers?

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    Srsly.

  3. Phones Remembering Everything: Okay, this looks obscure, I know. But if you read my post last week, you’ll know I’ve been a bit down on myself. I’ve felt like I’m not progressing and have just been spinning my wheels.
    Since this morning was the first day of the month, I decided to take my measurements, which I haven’t done in a while. I quickly had to find a space to record the numbers, so I opened the “Notes” app on my iPhone. I rarely use this, but I noticed there was a note from December 1, 2015 with my measurements taken on that day. I don’t remember doing this, but come to find out I am…
    …down 10 lbs.
    …down 7.5 inches overall.
    I AM making progress, even when I feel like I’m failing. This was a wonderful discovery for me, and I know my increasing focus on health and training will only make things better and better. I also know I feel better than I did that day. So, thanks iPhone!

And here’s a little photo roundup of things I normally would have interspersed throughout the week.

This is what happens when you have a long run, so your body wants to make healthier choices AND binge at the same time. You eat an entire Dole salad kit. Out of a big plastic serving bowl.

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No regrets.

It’s really tough to get us all in a photo, even when we’re being couch potatoes. Chewie has no “sit still” mode. Neither does Dino-Toddler. Or husband, for that matter.

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“Say cheese!…Dammit, Chewie.” is what probably came out of my mouth.

I had a superb 50 minute run on Wednesday morning. And I was rewarded by Mother Nature in all of her colorful morning splendor.

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This is what makes that 4:45 AM alarm worth it.

Okay, that’s enough for now! Later, friends!

Read on. Run on.
Cassie

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8/18/16: Thankful Thursday

I’ve been neglecting my social media accounts this past week. I think it has been an unconscious result of my current insecurities as a runner/human being in general. I struggle often with self-esteem issues. And when I have thrown myself into the world of running over the years, my emotions come to a head.

I LOVE running. I love pushing myself to do better, be better, run further, run harder…I may hate it during the run, but afterward, I feel lighter and happier.

I HATE seeing other runners: their faster times, their figures, their strength as they pass me on the streets. I hate feeling like I never get better and struggling to lose weight and treading proverbial water while getting nowhere. And yes, I know I shouldn’t compare myself to others and I should only compete against myself and blah blah blah. It’s all much easier said than done, though. Many humans have a natural desire to compete and compare.

Tying it together with today’s Thankful Thursday theme, I’m going to reflect on three things I’m thankful for in regards to myself. (I encourage you to do the same.)

  1. My desire to learn: I am bookish and nerdy by nature. And I love this about myself. It has brought me to a place in my life where I am content with my work. I am always striving to know more, and I challenge myself intellectually, both professionally and in my personal life.
  2. My compassion: I try my best to be compassionate to all creatures, human or otherwise. I believe kindness will get you further than anything. I try to let the people I love KNOW I love them constantly. And I value the same traits/actions in others.
  3. My eyes: I mean, I felt I had to try to be body-positive and put at least one physical feature on here, right? I struggled to come up with anything, but this is something I know my husband loves. So here it is. They’re a pretty neat deep-chocolate brown, and they let me see some really amazing things every single day.

It’s your turn now! Think of three things you love about YOU. I bet I could think of a bunch about you, but that’s why it’s your turn. You don’t have to post them on here (please do if you feel so inclined), but I hope you at least take some time to reflect on all the things that make you awesome and beautiful and just a neat human being.

Read on. Run on.
Cassie

P.S. Chewie update: she’s a really bad runner/leash puller. But I still like her.

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7/28/16: Thankful Thursday

Today, I am feeling so very, very thankful. I have received messages, texts, visits, gifts, songs, and reminders that people care for me.

Today is my birthday.

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I wish I looked this cute in a party hat.

I like to be rather understated about these things (going unnoticed is one of my hobbies), but word gets out. Facebook is really good at telling everyone it’s your birthday, and it was up on the work calendar.

 

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My clever husband had a birthday mirror mural (mirral?) waiting for me. Excuse the jammies/bedhead.

Without further ado, here are my thankful thought-points for the week:

  1. I’m alive: I am thankful to be celebrating another year alive today. There are times in the past where my brain convinced me otherwise, but I am mentally much healthier today than I have been in a very long time. I’m working on being physically healthier as well, and I feel like it’s going to be a good year where I do lots of things I dared not to dream of before.
  2. My job: Along with my birthday comes the anniversary of me starting work at the library. In a couple days, I’ll be celebrating one year here. I started out as a circulation assistant part time, and in March I began my current position as a librarian. A year ago, I couldn’t have imagined I’d be a librarian already in the library where I grew up. Life has a funny way of surprising you like that, even when you think you know what’s coming.
  3. People in my life who just “get” me: The hubby and dino-toddler gave me a couple running/foot support-related goodies (I’ll be sharing those at a later date!), a Star Wars book for DT and me to read, a cute coffee mug, and other goodies that had “Cassie” written all over them. I’ve also received several generous gifts from others that make it pretty clear people care. It’s flattering and humbling, and I hope they all know how much I care about them, too.

All I can say is I am one LUCKY mama.

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Birthday cake pops. Duh.

Read on. Run on.
Cassie

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7/21/16: Thankful Thursday

Today, I am still sick. Sicker than I want to be (although, who ever wants to be sick?). I wake each day hoping the scratchy throat or stuffy nose will have disappeared over night…well, the scratchiness and the stuffiness. Not my actual nose and throat. I need those.

But I am working hard to stay positive. Thankful Thursday probably comes at a good time.

  1. Coffee: Let’s see how many times this lands on the list. I was proud because I only got Starbuck’s three mornings last week. I thought, “I can do better! This is only the beginning.” And now I’m back to four mornings. Tomorrow isn’t looking promising either, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
  2. Air-conditioning: I don’t take this for granted. There is a nasty heatwave coming through here. If I stepped outside with my eyes closed, I would likely believe I stepped into a warm bath. Maybe my cold has presented itself at an opportune time, since it coincides with the oppressive weather. There! There’s the positive!
  3. The Bloggess: Specifically, her audiobook for “Furiously Happy.” I keep listening to it, and I’ve never had a book that makes me cry and laugh and yell, “Yes, she gets it!” so much at the same time. It’s wonderful, and I highly recommend it, particularly if you’ve dealt with mental illness or watched others struggle with it. And let’s face it, it has probably touched your life in some way.

Oh, and a bonus “thankful.” I am loving my kid’s smile. This morning, she ate breakfast in her diaper, and she got jelly all over her stomach. I called her jelly belly, and she couldn’t stop laughing. She even wanted to laugh for the camera, and I was more than willing to oblige.

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That’s all I’ve got for today. I’ll keep on hoping for a healthier tomorrow.

Read on. Run on.
Cassie

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