Transition is complete

When I was in my twenties my sister, Shay, would tease me for my K drama “affliction”. She thought it was too much work to read subtitles. I got teased a lot!

Then, one day, she asked me to live with her and, everyday she’d come home from work to find me watching a K drama series on Tv. It started with her just hearing it play as she cleaned. Then, she was sitting down completely sucked into the story.

Today? She texted me with extra !!! because she found a program with one of her favorite K drama actors on. Cut to me smiling like a villain and laughing. Gotcha!

Muhahahaha!

This is the image she sent:

Sorry not sorry. The student has now become the master. She watches way way way more K drama than I do now!

Has anyone else ever made this?

When I was truly poor, and had no food, I would make this. I would take pancake mix with water added and whisk it as normal, then, I would add cinnamon and sugar to the bowl and whisk again. Then, I’d microwave the entire thing. It would come out like a strange middle version of cake and pancake that I ate straight out of the plastic container.

The reason I ask, is that, I sometimes miss eating that weird thing in some ways.

hmm.

Quest

I don’t think the issue is that you feel strongly about an issue. I think the problem is that you believe that because you believe soo strongly in the issue that you don’t have to take into account anyone else’s belief. Wrong.

There are many factors involved in belief.

Some beliefs are inherited from our families. We grow up seeing our family supporting this belief and eventually come to adopt it into our own life, despite having no actual reason beyond family history to support having that belief.

Some beliefs come from repetition. If you see it, hear it, experience it, enough, you come to believe it must be true.

Some beliefs come from misinformation. You hear something that sounds right or feels correct, but don’t actually know for certain that this information is accurate. You just believe because someone you trust has stated it as fact but, unknown to you, they also heard it from someone who heard it from someone else.

Some beliefs come from selfishness. Someone changed facts to fit their own narrative and then presented it to you altered so that you would agree with them.

This is why it is not only healthy, but important to your own growth, to question your beliefs and challenge them frequently. Questioning your beliefs doesn’t just help you see more than one viewpoint on an issue, it helps you understand the specific reasons you believe or don’t believe in something.

I question my beliefs regularly and encourage others to educate me on a topic I don’t understand. My beliefs are structured on the solid foundation of integrity, love, and empathic understanding.

I not only know why I believe what I believe, I understand why I don’t believe in what I don’t believe in.

I study other viewpoints and beliefs to help me better understand why people believe the things they do. I cannot promise to agree, but I will not refuse to hear.

If I find my belief is wrong, I change it. I’m not afraid to learn. Once I understand why I believe what I believe, I feel firmer footing when it comes to defending my belief or explaining why I do not support your own belief.

I am a Taoist.

The Great Coffee Secret part 1

Brenda always tried to be like Sandra. Sandra had this amazingly psychic way about her that translated to her being the perfect assistant to Chiffon Mon Du Perrier, the fashion diva known the world round. Everyone talked about how demanding Mon Du was, how exasperating, aggravating and dismissive her manner was and how she literally used up assistants within days, not years, of employment.

What nobody could ever figure out was how Sandra did it. She seemed to know exactly the right thing to say. The right things to do, the exact thing to keep Mon Du from firing her the way she luxuriously did for hundreds, nay thousands, of others without batting an eye.

She made people cry. She terrified people who were considered bullet-proof elsewhere. She left seasoned professionals quivering in her wake like broken dolls. And yet, Sandra didn’t even shiver. She didn’t bat an eye! She calmly stood in the eye of the hurricane and tilted her head studying it with a mocking little smirk of endless patience..like a chastising mother hen observing her naughty chick.

There were rumors, bets, long-standing conjecture, that Sandra must have something on Mon Du, something soo downright illicit that Mon Du didn’t dare appose her. Others thought they had a secret love affair and that Mon Du loved her soo passionately that she couldn’t bring herself to upset Sandra. Of course no one could believe Mon Du was capable of such passion, I mean .the woman was like a glass of ice!

In fact, Sandra was soo essential to a successful endeavor, nobody even attempted to approach or even speak with Mon Du, without her present. It just never worked out if she wasn’t available.

If Sandra came down ill, entire meetings were rescheduled. Fall lines halted, magazine layouts paused. Anyone who was anyone in the fashion industry knew, if Sandra wasn’t, neither were they!

(The Great Coffee Secret) part 1

This feels like art

This image has completely captured my mind. I can’t stop staring at it. It’s not about the movie coming out, the story, or anything at all to do with the movie tbh… it’s the emotional content of the shot. It hits me in the chest. I just love this image. It’s soo fucking accurate to his (KR’s) aura. His aura is interesting, it flickers. I don’t often see many with this, his can’t decide where it wants to land. What main color it is called toward.

Purple- and the solemn depth in that core of thinking deeply. Blue-and that spiritual strength that leads one into and through. Green-and the healing and growth of nature and her wisdom. Red-of passion and chance. Yellow-and his angry thrust into confrontation and recognition. Pink-and her playful cheekiness. Orange-with his warmth and material search for stability in the money realm. Silver-with her obsession with truth and knowingness. Gold-with its purity of purpose and love. Brown-with its warm laughter. Black-with its lonely weariness and Grey- with its curiosity and devotion to the why. Ahhh love, don’t you know you are meant to be a mirror? Reflecting all colors without end? Stop flickering, you are all colors and all shades. That, is why I love this image. It contains all of you. I love this image, I made it into my lock screen.

ps. Please, please, please tell me the duck has a fucking name! It’s a private bet with myself I am determined to win!

Mood Meter

Had to teach a coworker the fine art of sarcasm today. She teased someone over the walkie saying “Yeah, I’ll be happy to do that for you!” Then, stopped and explained she was being sarcastic. I laughed and responded “Try saying it by putting stress on the word Happy and the word For..that indicates that THEY could have done it themselves and the tone used in Happy indicates the implied (NOT!!) in even deeper sarcasm.” What? I’m a Capricorn, we mastered the art of a Sarc. Ninja skills.

Those who can do, those who are tired order in

I’m flipping exhausted. How the frick did I survive before Eat Street delivery? I can literally have anything I want delivered to my door. Gone are the days of only Chinese food or Pizza. Want a burger, get a burger! Pasta? Done! Steak and potatoes? You want garlic butter with that?

I went to the hospital and learned I do not have a kidney infection, I have kidney stones. They prescribed meds that turn my pee the same color as Orange Fanta. Guess who’s not drinking Orange Fanta for a while? Yup.

Ok. Very tired. Going to eat and crash.

B