I See What You Meme

I've been really happy lately.   It feels really good to say that.  Just in the last week, I have found myself reflecting on my feelings.  I've had more than one person say to me, "You seem really happy."  They are right. I am.  It feels kind of strange. When you go through a challenging time in your life, a lot of people will empathize by saying "Cheer up" or "Things will get better" or "You need to look on the bright side."  It's understandable.   People look for happiness. They're drawn to it like a magnet.  There have been many times in the last (almost) 3 years when I have wanted to tell the people who said these things to fuck off  leave me alone.  Sometimes I probably even did  give them a few choice words.   I think it's ok to be sad sometimes.  It's important to acknowledge the anger.  It's important to feel the pain of heartbreak. It's ok to wallow in a little self-pity for a while. It's ...

It was ten years ago this month that I finished graduate school. Although I had held a few jobs in the decade preceding that graduation, that was the moment I launched my career . That was the end-point for 6 years of advanced schooling. I was ready for the next chapter.  In the decade that has passed, there have been a lot of chapters. In fact, I feel like I've experienced more of a novella. Most of you (my devoted blog followers) know the gist of the story so I'll spare you the details.  Sometime in the early 2000s ( the "NAUGHTies?" ), after a conversation that I'm pretty sure emerged during a road trip with the hubby, I made a list.   What were my top 5 Dream Jobs?     I've kept the list in various forms and it currently lives on my iPhone...for handy reference.   I've been thinking a great deal about that list lately.  First of all, I'm living my dream. My job at Commonwealth Autism Service is #3. I love my job and I'm proud to say...

I've been a fan of the ABC show Desperate Housewives since its premiere in 2004. Admittedly, my interest in the show has waxed and waned over the years and I have a feeling that 7 years in, the plot playlist is edging towards shuffle/repeat. I mean, has anyone on Wisteria Lane NOT been a victim of attempted murder, a life threatening illness, marriage infidelity, or financial problems?  It is, after all, a soap opera.  But it's still one of my guilty pleasures.  A few years into watching the show, I realized there was one character with whom I could really relate. As the show has continued, I've sometimes wondered if Wisteria Lane isn't just some alternative parallel universe of my life...at least as far as this one person was concerned. Maybe Marc Cherry had some secret portal into my cul de sac, using my life as his muse (but amping up the juicy details, making me look a million times more glamorous, and giving me a tummy tuck).  So who is my Desperate Housewi...

So I've officially been  a blogger  for a month now.  I think I like it.  Apparently some of you do, too.  Thanks to everyone who has started following my random and scattered musings.  I appreciate the comments and all the "followers".  I'm still not really sure where this is going but I'm hoping that with some practice I will find my voice.    We're barely a month into 2011 and already changes are afoot.  The major news in the Reynolds household is that I am getting a new job.  Actually, I'm getting my old job back.  Before Roger and I jumped off the proverbial ledge of entrepreneurial adventure to run Romp n' Roll , I worked as an educational consultant for Commonwealth Autism Service  (CAS).  I really loved my job but in 2007 we felt that the time was right to try something new.  Little did we know that a global recession was brewing.  We continue to try to make Romp n' Roll work (a...