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How can cat litter and relationships be compared? If you are having trouble in your relationship, at this time, you do not want to miss this message.
Is your partner driving you crazy? Do you wonder why you even try? One thing is for certain if you are struggling…You are living in the Cat Litter Box with generic litter.You know the kind that does not cover up any of the smell and generic toilet paper is more absorbent than this bunch of rocks, you attempted to save a dollar bill on. (Pause…Take a big whiff, inhale, and smell the nasty litter you are using that is ineffective).
Living in the cat litter box with your partner is disgusting. It means that you take a poo, half way cover it up, allow them to do the same, and your smelly dance is never-ending.
For example: If you are struggling in your relationship say out loud ‘why’ you feel the way you do.
Did you hear your fears from the past come out? Do you realize most of what you said is no different from cat poo in the box? It happens, it will stay there until it is cleaned up, and it smells to high heaven, until it is bagged and disposed of.
Most arguments involve words like: should, could, would, wish, why did you, what if (which is asked due to their or your paradigm= past), how could you and the past continues to take over the future.
“You are living in the past or holding your significant other to yesterday. Yet expecting them to not return the favor.”
That’s just like standing in a cat litter box taking a poop, your partner doing the same, although it is covered, you keep digging it up, and smelling the disgusting aroma.
When in reality once the poop is there the choices are inevitable 1. Enjoy the aroma. Or 2. Clean it out by bagging it, tying the top to seal it and disposing of the evidence.
Does this mean it never happened? Come on we all know sh*t happens. But do we want to continue to dig it back up? Is a better question.
Are you and your partner living in the cat litter together? Worse yet, have you decided to be cheap and using the kind that never gets rid of the smell?
Recognize what you are doing, decide what or how the significant other could fix your emotions (not that they can, this is only to recognize why you are feeling so irritable with them), and make a good decision for you both.
It is not about the solution, it is about getting out of the disgusting cat liter box!
My greatest hope is you get a little laugh and a lot of relief. You are awesome and worthy of feeling good!
Sending you LOTS of LOVE!
God loves you.
Living in the past can always be compared to poo. The past happens, but do you want to continue to live then? When you can decide today to feel and smell better?
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Do you ever look at e-mails, social media, cell phones or anything else exposing your name and think…What if I deleted EVERYTHING! I never think of that either!
As I chuckle to myself about that last statement, I wonder if this is what our children think. Not deleting everything, but about life. For example, “Mommy, Have you ever felt like life was overwhelming? Have you ever felt like ‘giving up’?”
As the child, who is struggling with what may seem silly to an adult, ponders asking this question to their mommy or daddy. I can only imagine what they think an adult would respond with. For example, “Of COURSE, I feel like giving up. Have you not seen all the crud going on? Ball practice, work, birthdays. But what do you have to worry about? You are being cared for.”
PARENTS! I am not saying you are doing anything wrong. I promise life is overwhelming at times and young parents today, have a great deal of pressure. Which is why I am writing this post.
If you have times of glaring at your connections to the world and you feel overwhelmed, then your child is probably feeling the same way.
Therefore, I am suggesting take time and DELETE IT! I know it sounds crazy, but when you are feeling overwhelmed with LIFE, make up a game with your family and have a delete it night.
Explain to your children or partner, we are going to have a delete it night.
write their issues
sing it Example: Child- I made an F, my friend was mean to me, Work was awful today. Everyone is allowed to share what they are feeling overwhelmed, hopeless, or depressed about.
Take time to listen to everyone’s sharing of their feelings.
BUT! After each complaint EVERYONE says, “Delete It!”
Or you can sing “DELETE IT!”
The point is to reverse the trajectory of your thoughts on what is and has been. Because you can’t change the past…no matter what!
Deleting it allows:
Acceptance that everyone has down times and feels like giving up.
A switch in vibrations.
Allows everyone to see how life carrys on even when it feels cruddy at this moment…IT will get better!
As always…God Bless and KNOW you are LOVED UNCONDITIONALLY!
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Okay everyone you all should know (because you are a bad blogger, social media guru, author, wife, oh I almost forgot even better a BAD human if you don’t keep up with a million posts, birthdays, anniversaries, moms, dads, aunts…Oh you get the point!)
Anywhoooooo, you may know it is me and my husbands twenty fifth anniversary, today! Yes, November 13 we were married on Friday the 13th!! Because it is my lucky day, if that freaks you out, you might want to stop reading this particular post. Why? You ask? You see my dear friend this won’t be a tribute to how wonderful the past 25 years have been and how he is my hero! But rather a few funny things that enter my mind when you are celebrating your twenty fifth anniversary! with another human. That human who began with you on a journey full of lust, more lust, more sex, and YES EVEN MORE SEX! So keep reading, if you so dare because I am on a roll this morning in paradise and you never know what is going to come out of these fingers 😉!
My first thought of the morning is, on this marvelous anniversary is, get up early so I can clean up and smell good and feel all rarrrrr sexy!!! Mmmmm I am feeling frisky!!! HOLD UP!!! Were you actually about to believe that horse sh_t (Look, I know people cuss and actually in an ‘adult environment I am kind of bad with a couple of my favorites! However, some of the people who I respect in this world are so good to me, that I never want to offend them. Even if they never understand what the hell I am talking about, because I am the weirdest family member they have! You understand, right?).
Where was I? Oh I get up early because doodie calls! Literally, it’s time to pee at 6 am!!! “Come on, it’s my 25th a__ hole, you couldn’t let me sleep a little bit longer?”
Okay, get up, slip on Hawaiian dress, screech open the stuck door that when it opens the entire neighborhood knows, Teena is up her bladder named butthead and butt named donkey are at it again.
I take care of my business…and I pause and think, “Maybe, I should take an early morning shower, he might feel like twenty five years ago. (I drift off back to when hard ons were like the jungle. You saw them as never ending).
Then I thought he probably will wake up feeling frisky, but what about me? (I switch back from my day dream, look in the mirror) I say, “Ehhh it’s early and I probably have to go again, so I have got time to decide for now I will take a nap!”
I mean I was correct on my decision, I did have to get up again in like 30 minutes. Hence, that’s why I am writing this post. I mean I honestly do feel all gooey and ooey about my honey bunny and I am truly more in love with him now, than I was twenty five years ago. Fortunately, we have made it!!!
But come on yall veterans, at this 25 years and beyond! All that hoopla was horse sh_t! Yes, you still love that man if you made it through twenty five years. Yes, you have been through some hard times that won’t seem to leave you alone. YES HOPEFULLY, you have had some good sex, that’s like a cool breeze that will taunt you forever! (If you can’t hear the tune in my head that keeps playing, it is John Denver ‘ Some Days are Diamonds and Some Days are Stone!)
But I must say I am here at twenty five years of celebrating and to be honest I can’t believe some of you woman who have lied and said, ” Ohhh it gets better just hang on one more day it gets better!”
When they for d_mn sure knew it is, what it is!
It is an accomplishment!!!!!!
I will give you that! But everyone’s like what are you going to do on the ‘day’? Don’t you guys want to ‘do’ something together? Like a romantic dinner or sex on the beach or sit and sweetly tell one another how amazing he or she has been for the past 25 years.
Listen up!! If you haven’t told him or her how amazing they are a great deal of the time over the past 25 years — YOU AREN’T CELEBRATING YOUR 25TH ANNIVERSARY! Nope not happening.
Okay, so the funniest questions we have had and I say ‘we’ because I have heard Eric get asked the same questions, are, “Omg, how did you do that? That is so awesome! What is your secret?”
Let’s get one thing straight there are no dag on secrets to marriage of 25 years staying together. Even if there were they would all be individual secrets, this isn’t a one size fits most deal! And noooo, we aren’t from the generation where, “If it’s broke, we don’t junk it we fix it!”
Actually, Eric and I are from the generation of, if it fits for awhile wear it, but things do wear out so throw them away and get new, generation. So nope that’s not the reason we ‘made’ it 25 years.
Ohhh I love this one, ” Mom and dad you guys are amazing. Except, it’s difficult for us kids to live up to that because we want it ‘just like you two!”
Shut the F_ck bleep, bleep, bleep up!!!!
We worked our butts off to ensure you guys had what you needed and wanted to live a happy fulfilling life. Some days it was good we were so broke because it financially made sense to stay together.
Yes, we love all four of you and yes we have enjoyed each of you as well as each other. But kiddos, being best friends is easy because we typically choose people who love what we love to do as are best friends, but as a mommy/ daddy and husband/wife, well that’s more of a role not a choice. Therefore, our only advice to you is live each day one step at a time, if in doubt don’t go out (it says on the beaches in hawaii), but in life I disagree.
Sometime you have to go out when in doubt, nooo not into the ocean, that’s stupidity, but in life. Ensure your doubt is not fear, follow your gut if it feels right then follow that. If a little doubt creeps in or the what ifs creep up, pause to ensure its not an emotion from the past seeping into the present.
Okay back to 25 years that became to deep, but hey we owe our past 25 years to them. Not because we stuck together ‘for the kids’ but rather we stuck together because we remembered how much fun and sex we had BK! (Hahahhaha, Before Kids).
I don’t know where I was going with that!
As most of you know I wrote a ‘Sex Ed’ book and have been working on a relationships book, but I just can’t wrap it up. You see I find things so comical now, that writing any guruish deep, serious, tear jerking, sappy message doesn’t work for me anymore. I don’t feel shameful, I don’t feel judgemental yet I don’t feel judged any longer.
How did we make it 25 years? Hmmm having alot of fun. Can it be that simple? Yes, it is. We have always tried to have fun together. We don’t have the same opinions, thoughts, or even all the exact same interest. But we always have fun.
I interrupt that last thought, to announce…Eric just peeked around the corner and said, “What are you doing up so early? You have been out of bed for like two hours?”
I crouched down as I begin to giggle, I say, “I just wanted to get a little post in on our 25th.”
He laughs, starts the coffee and moves about, to get dressed. We have a funny conversation about poop. We remembered one of the grandkids told Mamaw, the elderly think about sex, poop, eating and napping. I am beginning to see the similarities.
It looks like our day of deciding what we are going to eat, where we are going to burn in the sun, or meet up with a good friend named Larry or his brother Gary. So for now, here is to twenty five years of marriage to the same man.
The same man who Let me choose some creepy day to everyone else Friday the 13th. The same man who never followed a rule book it was right for one and right for all. He is a long list of things and they are all pretty wonderful. He is a good man and I plan on keeping him around for as long as he wants to stick around. I can promise him my heart always and forever. Not because the past 25 years have been perfect however, because I have had alot of laughs. You make me laugh on a cold rainy night or when the sun is shining bright! Keep the funny coming babe! I love you, Eric Drake.
PS. As I wrap up, trying to edit this post, Eric pours me a cup of coffee, stares at me (as I try to reread), and then he begins to talk…I acted like I was listening then I heard the word work and I could feel myself feeling guilty. I began to listen and he wanted to do something for his project and he knew it was our anniversary and felt guilty. I literally paused took a deep breath in and said, “I love you and happy anniversary. You should definetly check into work.”
We have never been off work this long, ever. On just vacation. So there ya go fans of the 25 year anniversary club, you don’t need a celebration with a big hoopla on the big 2 -5, if you are having fun almost everyday the BIG ‘ONE ANNIVERSARY’ is whatever you want it to be! Because daily happiness and doing what you love, being where you want to be and with your best friend to share in this journey, well its true…it’s paradise!
I never wish anyone harm, but I do wish for everyone to have the time to discover themselves.
As I sneak in a day, similar to my vast amount of days, where I did absolutely nothing. You see I had never taken the time to discover me. Not that I am complaining, but the life I have now is so freaking amazing and it is all due to my accident. Which pretty much put me in park for 8 solid months and forced me to find me.
I still veer off the path, feel the resistance, but now that I understand how to feel through my decisions, it creates a magical emotion.
I realize life can throw you some curve balls! Sometimes they curve by you and it is considered a strike. (Can you tell I am picking up the Royals Fan Bug?) Next, the curve ball hits you and with a punch! Might even take your wind and you drop to the ground. Don’t you get back up? Of course, however, hang on, life gears up and throws a fast ball with a twist…BAM, SMACK, HIT!!! You did it you hit it out of the park.
Isn’t this the way life is? You have some close calls, some drop you to your knees and yet if you keep getting back up, you will achieve what you desire.
Life is meant to live, love, learn and have fun!!!! Find the fun in your life. If you don’t have any, go buy some cards and create it!