Words to think by

Words we use with ourselves matter. Thoughts we have about them sometimes matter more.

There’s “just for me” as a negative … I don’t want to do that “just for me” versus

I’m doing it “just for me” because I’m worth the time, energy, effort. I’ll enjoy it.

You could use other words than “just for me” if that helps you reshape your thoughts. You can also change what you intend by the words.

Sometimes you have to do both. Start with intention and you’ll find the best words.

Self talk greatly influences how we feel about ourselves and what we believe about others.

Sometimes it doesn’t matter what someone says to you, you will find a way to hear their words in a way that supports what you already believe about yourself.

Start with loving yourself and see where that takes you. 💗


Current Obsessions

I recently discovered Lenny & Larry’s Complete Cookie and I am obsessed with their food. Their products do not have artificial sweeteners or sugar alcohols, and some are vegan. They also have a hefty amount of protein and a reasonable amount of sugar. In addition to their complete cookies, they have these new crispy cookies that make me swoon and their brownies are divine. I haven’t bought a protein bar in months.

This is Us is back on and I actually watch it live when I’m home. I’ve even been known to tweet about it on commercials. I even posted a pic on Instagram of my cats napping on the sofa with me while I was watching it. I love this show so much.

I started doing Pilates this summer and I’m still doing it. I do not like to exercise and yet I look to this and it’s exercise. I admit I thought it would be easier. I see pictures of people laying down on the reformer and I thought, how hard is it? I’m happy to say that I’m getting stronger and more fit. I’m hooked.

I recently started uploading products to zazzle. I’ve been purchasing some of my items and so far I am really pleased with the quality. Sometimes I spend hours on a design I end up not even using, so it’s coming along slowly. It’s fun and I completely lose track of time. I’ve sprinkled in a few pictures from two of my collections, Peace Love Cats and Colorful Paw Prints.

No obsession list is ever complete without my cats. I love them so much.


Whiteboard animations

I’m learning to make whiteboard animations. I’m building an online class and was struggling with filling some of the screen time. I didn’t want to do the talking head thing and then it hit me that these animations could be a way to illustrate points I want to make and also give me a way to fill screen time.

I’m using videoscribe. They offer a 7 day trial period and from there you can buy a subscription. I easily found an online coupon for a 20% discount, so one year cost me just over $100.

I can’t draw. I would never be able to make anything resembling these videos without the help of this software. As I continue to explore my creativity, I am reminded that dealing with my limitations requires creativity. Figuring out how I want to express something creatively can be it’s own exercise in creativity.

I still have a lot to learn, but my videos are getting better. As I progress in making the class, I have remade my earlier videos a few times already.

Here’s one not from the class, just one I made for fun. It contains one of my favorite quotes, a quote I’ve been thinking a lot of these days.



My dad bought me orange shoes

When I was a little girl my dad bought me orange shoes. We were in Kmart and they were in one of those bins where the pairs of shoes are connected with a white plastic string. They had a buckle on them and were a reddish orange. To me, they looked just like Dorothy’s shoes, those magical ruby slippers. They caught my eye, I pulled them out of the bin, and slipped them on.


I really wanted them. I took a few steps (hard to do since the shoes were connected) and I could hear a tap from the heals. I loved that sound when I was a kid. I loved shoes that made noise, like women’s high heels. Even then, I knew that they didn’t really look like Dorothy’s shoes. The resemblance was vague at best. There was just something about them that felt magical to me, something that felt like those ruby shoes. Some part of me thought I would be magical in those shoes.


I asked my dad if I could have them and he said yes. He bought them and when we got home, my mom was horrified. I don’t think she liked them (she had such great taste) and I suspect she also started wondering something like “what will she wear them with.” Money was tight so blowing it on hardly to be worn shoes was not a good idea.

I don’t remember much of the conversation and in truth, my mom wasn’t really upset. It was that sort of eye-roll what did you do now kind of thing. What I do remember, as vividly as if it were yesterday, was my dad saying this, “… but honey, every girl needs a pair of orange shoes.”

Pretty cool, huh?

I was talking with someone recently about growth … about how we learn, grow, discover who we are through our experiences in life, and also how those same experiences can prompt us to pile on camouflage masking our true nature, our best self. I’ve been thinking about that little girl in the orange shoes. Thinking about my younger self and about how great she was whatever my insecurities then might have been. I’ve been looking to her as a muse and a teacher. I’m realizing I have a few things to learn from her and that I miss her.

I also miss my dad, the guy that bought me those shoes, and my incredible mom that let me wear them any time I wanted.

So many of us have lessons we need to un-learn from our childhood. Do you ever think about what you need to embrace?

Have a beautiful day and wear your orange shoes.