 “It is not the destination where you end up but the mishaps and memories you create along the way!”
Author: Penelope Riley
Rollercoasters are fun. Usually. This week has had its share of ups and downs, giddy happiness, and then will I survive the drop? moments.  For instance, just copying and pasting the above quote caused my Mac to say there was a virus attached. Was there? I don’t know. But there you go. I only wanted to share something good and, Wham! A virus warning. (I did what I could to avoid the virus. Time will tell.) Mishaps indeed!
Today I had the pleasure of being interviewed by Laura Lyster-Mensh, who’s fantastic podcast and website, ‘Our Better Half‘ is not to be missed. Seriously. Visit her website. You will laugh and form an immediate addiction.
So there I was. Happy. Laura and I have kindred hearts concerning fabulousness in the second half of life. I suspect we will stay in contact and form a lasting friendship. La la la la. Joy. Smiles.
A couple of hours later I heard from a store I was hoping would carry my menopausal cards. I opened the email while holding my breath. “Please be good news, please good be news…â€
Aww, I stepped in something…
Nope. I was told the staff thought highly of my cards but felt they weren’t hand-drawn or hand-printed enough to fit in with their current stock. Huh. My words, my photos, but not hand-printed enough. Confusing. Kind, but confusing. Up and down, round and round.
Earlier today I went out to my car. The strong scent of skunk wafted through the garage. What? How? Why? Beats me. The good news? Our dog swore innocence and didn’t smell too stinky. The bad news? My car smelled as though the skunk took it for a joyride and blew its wad along the way. I repeat. What? How? Why?
I know, I know. There are seriously sad things happening in our world. Boo hoo, my cards weren’t picked up by one shop. Waaaaaa…my car smells like skunk. (Okay that one does suck.)
What I want to hang onto, no matter if the rollercoaster ride is up or down, is that the good far outweighs the bad. At least that is what I choose to focus on. At some point, it all will come screeching to a halt, and I want to be wearing a “let’s do it again†smile.
Believing in goodness? The best part of my day.
The ride continues, and with humor, we can enjoy the ups, and go with the downs…Love your attitude, Gail…I have your cards framed at my home, and that is how much I love them! As for skunks, I once took a direct hit from one on my way to the airport to go to New York City. They would not let me fly that day, to all the other traveller’s relief. I smelled like skunk for months, and I had to throw my favorite coat away. You got away with one there…xoxo
How in the world did you get skunked? Oh no! I can’t even imagine how tough that would be.
We bought some sort of liquid that is supposed to neutralize the odor, and it has worked reasonably well. I think the problem is the dog bed. We washed it and put the liquid on, but the foam is holding the smell. Meanwhile, I’ve taken to calling our dog “Stinky.” Humor is the best route to take.
Aww, thank you for letting me know you like my cards so much. My heart is full!