Found Smiles

It’s that time of year, winter coats are packed away, and windows are opened. Grass thinks about turning green, buds pop out on trees, and bicycles appear on sidewalks.

Everything feels bright, fresh—and your blog? Uh…yeah, that’s what I thought. Don’t worry Hugh’s got you covered. If you haven’t read his post, 21 Ways to Spring Clean Your Blog, check it out here.

As per Hugh’s suggestion #12, I waded through my old posts, and trashed everything from my first year on WordPress, except…the answers to one of those blog award questions. You remember, the Tell Us 5 Things About Yourself request?

Reading those answers now, after five years, some of them still true, some not
—Found Smiles.

Sharing the nostalgia and hopefully, the smiles…

  1. I’m 4’10”—if I’m having a wild hair day.
  2. I’ve taken years of classes in French and Spanish, and still can’t speak either of them.
  3. I can’t remember song lyrics anymore, and that seriously screws up my shower renditions.
  4. I say, “Hi” to dogs when I pass them on the street.
  5. I love to go—anywhere. Give me ten minutes to pack a bag and I’m on the plane. (If you think it takes me ten minutes to pack, I’ve got bridge in New York I want to sell you.)

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Too Stupid for WordPress

I thought I was doing okay. With the help of friends like Hugh over at Hugh’s Views and News who has been kind enough to answer my tweets for help, I’ve muddled my way into a half-way decent blog. Or so I thought.

I was riding on a cloud of Me So Smart, until boom — the sky darkened and lightning knocked me on my ass.

Or, in words less theatric, I opened my blog from my phone and found that pictures were missing from some of my posts. I had no clue why. I had previewed the posts in question and the pictures were there. Now…gone! Urrgh! How had I screwed up?

You know this little screen, right?

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The WordPress media screen. It holds all the images you’ve added to your posts.

Sure, I know the screen, you know the screen, we all know the freaking screen. But …

Did you know that deleting pictures from this media screen also deletes them from your posts?

Of course you did — I didn’t.

Too stupid for WordPress 🙂

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Rock Church

Believer or not, and I’m not, it’s impossible to see Europe without seeing churches. From St. Paul’s Cathedral in London to St. Basil’s Cathedral in Moscow, these buildings are architectural wonders that have witnessed history as it unfolded around them.

I’ve often thought as I’ve followed my tour guide through these churches that while they may have been built to praise the universal creator they are more of a monument to man and his artistic talent. Of course, that’s just my own personal take on it. As an atheist, I don’t exactly have the right mind set for this kind of thing.

But … if any building could make me spiritual, it would be the Rock Church in Helsinki. Excavated and built out of solid rock and yet, impossibly, bathed in sunlight. It’s a mystery to me, but somehow you sit inside this rock and feel as serene as if you were sitting on a beach. You look out through the skylight and believe for a moment that the universe is unfolding as it should.

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Athletic Couture

Is it just me or is there a certain irony in the fact that while the stores are overflowing with yoga wear, workout gear, and running shoes made for every conceivable exercise and sport, North America is fatter than ever?

People who never enter a gym walk around in sweat pants and track shoes.

And Fitbits, please. Counting the steps to your couch is not exercise.

I have an on-again, off-again relationship with exercise. As we speak, my treadmill is gathering dust, but even I know that fit and fashion — not the same thing.

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Attention Deficit

I am in awe of writers who can churn out a thousand words a day. Writers who set a goal and consistently reach it, day after day after …

I’m not one of those writers.

I’m the kind of writer who says, Starting tomorrow, every day, 9 AM at my laptop.” Invariably, however, what I say I’m going to do and what I actually do are vastly different animals.

9 AM finds me drinking coffee and playing games on my phone, 10 AM and I’m going through emails and reading blog posts, 11 AM and I’m finishing the book I started reading the day before and or catching just one more episode of some Netflix series.

Even on the days I actually get to my laptop, I can’t seem to stay there. I’m popping up to load or unload the dishwasher, washing machine, drier. Any or all of which, of course, I could do after I write.

I’m thinking there is a form of ADD that only affects writers — and I’m freaking affected. Because somehow when my laptop screen should look like this:

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It looks like this:

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Writer’s ADD, a perfectly sound medical explanation of why my current book is still a WIP … and not progressing all that quickly 🙂

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All for One, and One for All

Sitting here in Canada, bombarded daily with news from our neighbours to the south, it’s easy to forget that there is a world outside of Trump’s tweets. But on the other side of the globe, our Commonwealth cousins in Australia are dealing with their own ranting and raving politicians.

The issue is same-sex marriage, and apparently, it’s such a sticky wicket the Australian parliament decided to hand it over to the people, asking for a vote on the issue. All well and good, right? Democracy at it’s best — not so fast.

The plebiscite will be non-binding, meaning parliament doesn’t have to abide by the results of the vote. A lot of Australians, both within and without the LGBT community see this non-binding vote as a waste of time and money.

After a whole ten minutes of research, (three articles on Google and one YouTube video), I don’t have the answer for the intricacies of Australian politics and the best way to get to a YES vote, but … I do have a question.

Why is this still such a big f**king deal? It’s 2017 people, not 1817.

Is it so hard to wrap our minds around concepts like equality and fair play?

Perhaps we, each one of us, should make the Three Musketeers’ motto our own:

All for One, and One for All

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