Since we are here in MayasMind, I can give unsolicited advice. Here’s some now: Do not take yourself too seriously. Two reasons: No one else will ever take you as seriously as you do. This is bound to lead to negative feelings on your part because you will feel you aren’t getting your due, and on their part because they will feel that you are a self-important douche-bag. The second reason is simple. We as individuals are not that important. Our lives span a few decades, maybe a century, in the existence of a universe so vast as to be incomprehensible.
Laugh at yourself and at life. Not in the spirit of derision or whining self-pity, but as a remedy, a miracle drug, that will ease your pain, cure your depression, and help you to put in perspective that seemingly terrible defeat and worry with laughter at your predicaments, thus freeing your mind to think clearly toward the solution that is certain to come. Never take yourself too seriously.
- Augustine “Og” Mandino II
tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?
I’m not sure, but this is the kind of thing I was doing as a child so you can probably imagine.
tntbombshell asked: so why havent you posted any funny pics of my nephews? lol
Those funny nephews of yours broke my new camera after taking pictures of each other.
We were invited to a neighbor’s house for fish tacos. I was pretty worried about how this was going to go down when I lead my three kids into his nicely-decorated, child-free home. I breathed a sigh of relief when even my three year old loaded up a second tortilla with grilled halibut and tomatillo sauce. If you know anything about the eating habits of small children, you know that mostly their tastes run to mac and cheese and chicken nuggets. I find my children’s taste in a variety of foods to be impressive. I’m breathing a sigh of relief because right now we look like a sophisticated little family. Later in the night when I find myself saying “Okay, you’ve marked the neighbor twice now. Everyone knows he’s your territory.” and my seven year old lowers his leg as he is led away on the end of a dog leash by the three year old, I know our cover has been blown.
I have a blog, MayasMind.com, that I struggle to find time for. So, when my sister asked me to join Tumblr, I was fairly reluctant. Do I have time? How will I come up with stuff to post on two different blog thingies? Then one of my sons walked by wearing nothing but a pair of white pantyhose and some sneakers and I realized: there is plenty of weird shit to go around.