Simple addictions: fun or scary?

“Waste no more time arguing what a good man should be: Be one.”~Marcus Aurelius, Roman soldier

What do you have a mild addiction to?

I’m reminded of Sheldon’s mom from the TV show The Big Bang Theory when I think that. According to Sheldon, his mother has “a mild Dr. Pepper addiction.” I smile when I think of that. I understand that. Not only do I like Dr. Pepper–the diet version–but it’s the simple things that define us.

I have a mild addiction to the phone app Swarm-formerly-known as-Foursquare. My Foursquare friends and my husband would argue that I have a more-than-mild addiction to the geotag game similar to the Facebook “where are you” status post feature. Swarm is a stand-alone app where you manually checkin to a place and let your Swarm-once-Foursquare friends where you are and an optional snippet of what you’re doing. This information goes no further than the app, unless you choose to share it on Facebook or Twitter. You earn badges by checking into certain categories of places, like coffee shops, wine bars and gyms–and you can earn Mayorships by checking into a place more than anyone else.

I fought the transformation when Foursquare split into two apps. But I was lonely. Without seeing where my friends were, I felt disconnected from the outside world and all the cool things people were doing. Weird, right? I gave up, gave in, and today I am so glad I did.

Swarm offers an in-app history of all the places you’ve checked into. It’s cool to see how often you’ve checked into, say, a hotel or restaurant, and the last time you were there. My car died in a shopping center parking lot, and everyone I spoke to told me it was the transmission. I remember going to a shop a year or so ago with my husband’s car. I had great customer service and wanted to return, but where? What was the name of that place? I didn’t remember. My husband didn’t remember. Swarm-Foursquare remembered. I saw my checkin from November 2013. I called the shop, took my car in, and today my baby is fixed with only an axel replacement. *Whew*

I have a mild addiction to the TV show Major Crimes. This show is a spin-off from TNT’s original drama The Closer. My husband said I liked that show because of the strong and obnoxious main female character. True; it was a rare show that featured a strong female in charge; in this case, in charge of a department of elite male detectives. I liked the crime drama, too. I recently discovered that The Closer was the first original programming created on cable networks. Impressive.

Major Crimes takes the female character formerly portrayed as the antagonist and puts her in control of that same department. It continues the series’ “8th” season with the same storyline and plot of solving crimes, but this time the stories are told through the eyes of all the characters. Where the detective guys were pawns in the background organization in The Closer, here they are all main characters. I like that POV variety, the surprise of whose story we the viewer will see this week. There’s drama, crime, a smidge of forbidden romance, and victory as the bad guys are sent to jail. I’ve watched the DVD series Season 2 so much that the third disc hiccups when playing. The Season 4 premier is Monday, June 8. Days: 24 and counting.

I have a mild addiction to colored ink pens. I don’t believe in writing with black ink pens unless legally necessary. Entries in my personal journals have always been written in different colors, so that it’s obvious where one ends and the next begins. One should always carry a variety of colors to reflect one’s mood or provide more color options in any book. Every bag or purse needs that mix of colors, and that results in many packages of pens. Don’t forget the computer workspace and the dining room table and the….

I have a mild addiction to journals. The covers attract me, be they humorous or colorful, motivational or whimsical. You can’t have too many, because you have to choose the next one based on your mood or size or whatever your criteria.

Care to share yours? I’d love to know I’m not the only obsessive person on this planet.


Di’s Words Of Wisdom for August 31

“For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.”~Audrey Hepburn, Belgian actress

Take yourself on an adventure

“The biggest adventure you can take is to live the life of your dreams.”Oprah Winfrey, American entertainer

Are you having a good hair day?

“Gorgeous hair is the best revenge.”~Ivana Trump, Czechoslovakian model

Muppet hope

“My hope is to leave the world a bit better than when I got here.”~Jim Henson, American entertainer

Somewhere over the Zentangle

“I think your whole life shows in your face and you should be proud of that.”~Lauren Bacall, American actress

Today, I am mortal.

My friend, Jane, said that to me last week, the day after my birthday. “Good morning, mortal girl,” she said at breakfast. It was September 10, so the celebration was over. But at that time, the entire event–Birthday Weeks for Sweet Pea–was not over. There was still so much to celebrate. After this weekend in Pittsburgh…yep…now I am mortal.

But still, celebration is in my sites. The Diva’s weekly Zentangle Challenge is to use color. Color! My husband encourages…no, nudges…no, strongly suggests…no, he, well, he just really likes my color Zentangle art. I knew he would be delighted with this week. He needs a cheer, too; he is fighting some cough-cold thing. But jeez…where do I begin?


I was delighted to find another tile splashed with Lumiere leftovers. Not quite the vibrancy of last week’s tile, but I like the subtle play of the green with muted golden tones. I hope that softness shows up in the image. I think it’s a nice look against the unshaded ink.

Inspired by the subtlety and wanted to shade, I chose to do a second tile shaded in color. Again, I saw this idea somewhere on the Internet, and just fell in love with the play. For this tile, I used the colored pencil,the same one that I distribute to my students in my Color Me a Rainbow Zentangle class. I want to show them–and myself–that simple materials can yield such amazing results.


Every day is a good day, especially…

“I have a really, really, really normal family, and by normal I mean we’re all nuts on some level.”~Anna Paquin, Canadian actress

And so passes another month. Welcome to September, my fave month of them all.


A robust August

A stroll down memory August. Coffee, a rainbow, evidence of my husband’s travels with a Starbucks City You Are Here mug. Art through Zentangle, ATCs and scrapbooking. Default Foursquare photos. Games, smashed pennies, and two family visits: them and us. We are wrapping up “our” visit, having just recovered from a long, hot day football Saturday watching Penn State make orange juice from Syracuse. What’s today’s 365-photo? Oh, it’s a yummy one. Come back in 30 days to find out what!

September is a great month. Many folks out there will shout YAY to back-to-school. Some of my friends return to the teaching classrooms. I always loved school kinda for the “school” part of it, but mostly for the new stuff I got: clothes, folders, lunchbox and notebooks. I have always been fascinated by paper, the touch-feel-smell of it, always dreaming up ways I could tell my story writing on notepads or scrapbooking in notebooks. My first college photo album was in a blue Penn State notebook, college ruled. I taped EVERYthing in there: pictures, my class schedule, flyers from activities, receipts, wrappers and–my all-time favorite–a black cardboard bat hanging from the ceiling at a fraternity Halloween party. I love that bat.

How are you remembering your life? I’m counting the little moments, and I’m also counting the days until my birthday! Eight days from now I will celebrate ## years on this planet. It’s not one of those celebrated 30-40-50 years, but I am going to be somewhere special. Where? Again, stay tuned; that’s only 8 days away from now. We are officially in Birthday Weeks for Sweet Pea.

How old are you today?

“The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there is in life to celebrate.”~Oprah Winfrey, American talk show host

At a scrapbook crop, some folks got to talking about kids, which turned into satire as we talked about age. As a newborn, it’s quite acceptable to age your child in months. After age 2, however, months become confusing. “My child is 39 months.” Can you right now instantly relate that? Months are the metric system in the ages of kids. There’s too much mental calculation to figure out something that could have been expressed as “My child is almost three and a half years old.” Technically, the child is 3 and a quarter years, and I did have to pull out the calculator to figure that out.


Birthdays are best with cupcakes

My friends have actually celebrated milestone birthdays, like someone’s 360-month or 480-month or 500-month birthday.

To that end, Happy ?20-Month birthday to my husband!

Nine is just darn fine

“I think your whole life shows in your face and you should be proud of that.”~Lauren Bacall, American actress


October 18. 1+8 = 9. That’s how many years I have been married. Happy Anniversary to us!!

Everyone says their spouse is the best, at least they should. “My husband is the most…wonderful, caring, thoughtful, sensitive, whatever…man in the world.” You can’t debate a woman who says that. Nope. So I won’t even go there.

I will say that he is my everything. That says it all.

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