(Feb. 18/18) “The Three Faces Of (W)Eve” Got This…

High, there, Wonderfuls,

Context:  I’m so grateful that the turn-around time–from frustration and dismay, to laughing at the absurdity of contradictions, double standards and unrealistic expectations–has shortened so dramatically. 

So much is funny much sooner than it’s ever been! That’s down to personal growth-work (Thank you for the strength, Lord!), inspiring givers, the support/kindness of empathetic friends…and certain quotes found on FB.  Particularly this compassionate validation attributed to Word Porn—

Sometimes people who are sad don’t need the, ‘It gets better’, talk…I know for myself unconditional optimism gets annoying.  Sometimes you just have to be sad before it gets better.”

So, having moved through more (situational) sadness than I’ve felt in a long while—and, if I’m being honest, not quite sure I’m out of the woods yet—I’m focusing on not looking for cracks in my joy…

I’m just going to sigh a sigh of appreciation, and give thanks for another day of feeling happy. 🙂

So, hear’s where you find me 🙂


On good days, I’m as (naturally) high as a kite.

And, on rough days,

I’m as (dreadfully) high as a sprite…knee-high to a grasshopper, that is!

And here’s what those either/or’s might look like, Sunshiners:

“It’s too May!  It’s too May!  It’s too May!!!” (*and my uncluttered mind is as squeaky clean as a “Stuart Little” movie*).

I imagine that,

on Twodays such as those,

(when two blissful norms…er…morns in a row are appreciated for their lack of –“Hang in there: better days are ahead”–desperation)

I’d consider that the sky is a shade of blue that would inspire Perry (T.) Winkle(r) to wake up and and say, “Aaaaay.”

(*We’re super NCYNC-ling if you caught the “twinkler” part of my periwinkle , and Henry Winkler (“Happy Days”/Fonzy) pun! 🙂 *)

Chalk up that uber-convoluted pun to  the (looking forward to) Spring in my step that has me embracing the following FB quote I came across a few mornings ago 🙂

“It’s not my fault.  When I was a baby, I was dropped in a box of glitter and I’ve been shining ever since.”

And, conversely,

making a shift from the sublime to the rib-tick-u-less…

On (*I’m) trying* days,

I spend my (30 minutes of growth-before-getting-out-of-bed) time to find the funny P in “What the hel…?! (can make me feel better?)”

This, my tried-and-true way of softening the edges of feeling ticked off and bamboozled.

Here’s a recent example:

So, between last Valentine’s Day and the one around the corner, I had my heart broken by a (non)couple of people I loved so very dearly…

(*BTW, in the spirit of self-compassionate sadness, once the pain waned, I mused, “It’s a part-ache, nothing but a partake, pile yourself a big plate, and just scarf it down…”*)

And, I love them still–just not in a way that keeps me meeting their (“Feed-me/See more (than meets the eye)”) needs…

For, having escaped through an Exit-stential buybuy-buy way

(a lighted-tunnel finale just off the beaten (down) path)

I no longer seek purchase in their “Little Shop (‘til you flop) of Horrors”.

Speaking of what’s in store–

and having worked on my original self long enough that it’s feeling like second nature–

I’m no longer willing to be pawned off.

I’m redeeming my self worth…cashing in my (Dr. Seuss/“Purple) Rain” cheque

(“Don’t cry because it’s over…smile because it happened.”)

(*Although, I still miss Prince not being in the world.*)

And, thirdly, Fascinators,

there are those royal gains in the deck…

Those wild-card mornings such as now,

when I wake up feeling neutral–

A–*Let’s give this a minute to see how I decide to feel at 6:00 a.m on a Sunday morning.*

And, today’s verdict is, “I’m feeling groovy!”

I’d like to say that,

owing to a series of (“I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Lookin’ For”) Bono-fide Miracles that inspired me to embrace change,

I’m no longer Robbin’ sun of it’s rightful due.

However, ‘truth is,

I didn’t get excited about this sunny morning’s prospects until I remembered I have root-beer and left over pizza downstairs. 🙂

Yep, Loveables, that’s the magic that, following a number of disturbing dreams last night,

put a get-well-spell on my frown that took an upword turn to funky town and made a move that was right for me 🙂

Hmm, cobwebs starting to clear,

it’s just occurred to me that I’m giving short-cut-credit to a full belly.

Crediting junk (in my trunk) food for preventing me from becoming a misery guts committed to a grudge that won’t budge–

(*An attitude that would put me in Human League with The (Keepin’) Track Pack…comprised of those bitter buddies, Jor-done, Harried-et, Alas-an, Gilb-hurt, and Drew-p.*)

However, having gotten our (vague-us) act together, Me, Myself and I just clued in that last night’s feast of said-same fare is definitely the reason we had weird dreams in the first place!

Anyway, time for me to drink in the beauty of today’s powdered-sugar snowfall, for…

as this past week reminded me,

spring/love is in the air (which is how I found myself announcing today on Facebook that I’ve had 5 great weekdays in a row…a huge–and appreciated–deal in winter)!!!

Thank you for spending this precious time with me, Adorables.  You are four-season blessings making such a positive difference in my life…even as I do my best to make a positive difference in my life and the lives of all I am honored to connect with.

Wishing you love and light.

God bless you and your loves 🙂



P.S. Context for most of my wordplay: “The Three Faces Of Eve” is a (1957) movie starring , Joanne Woodward–her character has three personalities that, in the end, are integrated into one healthy identity; “It’s too May, it’s too May, it’s too May!”/on twodays such as these are my pending Spring/”Stuart Little” (1999 movie) puns–little boy, George, bounces all over (much like today’s post) announcing, “It’s today, it’s today, it’s today…” in gleeful anticipation of his new brother’s arrival; sublime to the rib-tick-u-less is my “from the sublime to the ridiculous” pun; Feed-me/See more (than meets the eye)” is my “Little Shop of Horrors” pun…this 1986 movie includes a flesh eating Venus Flytrap–a maniacal  plant that manipulates a hapless, love-lorn fool into committing murder to keep the plant satisfied (“Feed me, Seymour!”)…in the end, Seymour loses the love of his life–and, his own; It’s a part-ache, nothing but a partake, pile yourself a big plate, and just scarf it down…” is my, “It’s a heartache, nothing but a heartache, hit’s you when it’s too late, hits you when you’re down”..pun…from Bonnie Tyler’s 1978 hit, “It’s A Heartache”; the quote, “Don’t cry because it’s over…” has been attributed to Dr. Seuss; Fascinators, royal gains in the deck (royal pains in the neck), and wild cards are puns tied to artist, Prince; Bono (fide) is my bonafide (genuine) U2/Smokey Robinson and the Miracles (Robbin’ sun of it’s rightful place) pun; “Gotta’ make a move to a town that’s right for me…” is a lyric from Lipps Inc. (1980) hit, “Funky Town”; The Human League had a (1986) hit with, “I’m Only Human” and it puts me in mind of 1980’s movies dominated by The Brat Pack, which was a (1980’s) play on the (1960’s) Rat Pack…5 celebs who became associated with Vegas…this paved the way for my, The (Keepin’) Track Pack/(vague-uswordplay.







15 thoughts on “(Feb. 18/18) “The Three Faces Of (W)Eve” Got This…

  1. I still miss Prince not being in the world too :(. When I need to shake the blues, I often put on one of his and sing my little ole heart out. I think my time for changing a bad day back into a good one is coming quicker these days because of self introspection and hard work in CBT with my angel on earth. My one wish is that I would not cycle so much. My bad, bad, bad needs to go bye, bye bye. #NSYNC 🙂

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    1. We have much in common….and, I’m thrilled to hear you can feel an upswing coming…CBT (and, earth angels) makes such a huge difference…I’m really happy for you, my friend…and your last line made me smile 🙂

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    1. I love it….thanks for brightening my day with your encouraging and uplifting feedback…it’s so great knowing that what I share continues to resonate with you, my friend 🙂 I’m on my way to your blog (don’t you love that “visits” don’t require the host to clean…and, no one has to look presentable (says the lazy lounger enjoying a long weekend (the first of its kind in New Brunswick). 🙂

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      1. Happy long weekend! We had ours last Monday and yes, not having to tidy up is priceless…I’m always happy when your posts pop up on my feed, I always know I’m in for a treat!


  2. Good read. Came across your blog and your recent post. Liked reading it.
    I am relatively new to blogging and love it when I come across such work.
    Pls visit my blog. I am 3 posts old here. I am working on a series. Would be pleased by your visit.

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  3. The great artist, Leonardo da Vinci was a master of “sfumato”, the technique of allowing colors to fade gradually into one another to produce softened outlines. Life, I think, teaches us that technique, if we pay attention. Laughter and sadness alternate. Somehow, the experience deepens us. The beauty we have at age 80 is softer than the beauty we had at age 20. We can mourn our losses. No doubt they are real. Or we can celebrate having survived them. ❤

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    1. Sorry for the delayed response, my friend…my mind has been distracted of late. Thank you for your thoughtful and deep response…I love your metaphor! As are you, I am so grateful to be in a position to celebrate that which I’ve made it through ❤


  4. I don’t often wake up neutral… but I can definitely relate to the excitement of “left over pizza”. (that is unless it is left facedown on the floor which hasn’t happened since my college days)

    I have had a tough weekend (really bad stuff) and I learned that my minimizing/optimizing was more damaging to others than just letting out bad (I like being the “calm” in a storm)… your initial paragraph made me realize this … that and the feedback from my sisters that sometimes there is not a “bright side” and that comforting words sometimes don’t comfort.

    thanks for the post again… (wished I had read this before last Friday)

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    1. I’m sorry to know you’ve had a challenging weekend…and, for what it’s worth, having your heart in the right place leaves much more room for mending fences. When people are upset and feeling misunderstood, it’s often hard for them to see (or care) that the other person is trying to support them the best way they know how. I can imagine that you did your best, and, on this particular occasion, it didn’t achieve what you intended. You are human…I get where you’re coming from…we don’t hit home runs every time, but, personally, I appreciate the balancing properties of “calm in the storm’ offerings when I am feeling tossed by relentless waves of challenges. I hope that things are better for all involved by now…I will pray that that is so 🙂 Thanks for sharing/connecting…that’s what this is all about. Take care, my friend 🙂

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  5. “Sometimes people who are sad don’t need the, ‘It gets better’, talk…I know for myself unconditional optimism gets annoying. Sometimes you just have to be sad before it gets better.”

    Sometimes people need a reminder that it is okay to be sad, it is okay to cry and hurt. It reminds me of the verse that speaks of pain lasting only but a night and joy comes in the morning… Some nights are longer than others.

    -I must say, through your journey, this post is enjoyable as your words flowed like an adult Dr. Seuss book (I like Dr. Seuss by the way as he’s my go-to author with my daughters).

    -On good days, I’m as (naturally) high as a kite.

    And, on rough days,

    I’m as (dreadfully) high as a sprite-


    Nice! I like that part. Praise the LORD for days in a row of joyfulness and recognizing that emotions are cyclical. Knowing this gives hope to the days of gray that sunshine is on its way.

    Thanks for the encouraging read! Looking forward to your next one.

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    1. Yes, thank the Lord indeed! (I edited/added that thank you to my post). And, I want you to know that your comment is a blessing beyond measure, for I Love! Dr. Seuss; and you are the second person to reference him when speaking to my writing style (…”adult Dr. Seuss..”)–the first time was over a year ago. No comment could please me more 🙂
      As for the bible verse you mentioned, I am familiar with it, and highly appreciate you sharing it–and your kindness. 🙂

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      1. I am glad to have blessed in some way as your writing does for me. Since I’m the second person to reference Dr. Seuss and your writing…maybe it’s true… I’ll be looking for your book in the best-seller section
        That’s a verse that has resonated with me before, figured I’d pass it on.

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