Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Happy Spring



I can smell spring. The snow has melted. The birds are busy. Buds and bulbs are sprouting. I can smell spring! And I am happy.

In celebration of spring, I started cleaning out my blog site - deleting drafts of unpublished posts when I came across this one from over a year ago....

Last night my dreams included a giant, anaconda slithering around me, under me, above me. It never bit me but it showed its fangs. And it made the most horrible hissing sound. It's eyes were pink, its tongue was blood red.

I have a very wise friend who gives very good advise. Most of the time I listen. But not today. Today I'm not listening because there is anger looming around, under and above me. Sometimes is seeps inside me. It makes me feel ugly. 

I have no idea where I was going with this. I don't know who this "very wise friend" is, although most of my friends are wise. I don't know what could have pissed me off so much that I conjured up a monstrous, semiaquatic snake. 

This unpublished post was written before cancer. I used to divide my life into, "Before Kerry died" and "after Kerry died." Now I have a subsection, "Before cancer and after Kerry died," and "after cancer and my father died." Somewhere along the line, I learned not to hold onto anger. Not to let anger spoil an otherwise glorious day. 

Yesterday my anaconda was the lonely, ass-crack bearing maintenance man who insists my post-mastectomy blog post photo's are pornography and then prints them out and passed them out to people in my neighborhood.

Yesterday, the anaconda ass-crack man confronted me about my dog being off the leash, in the pouring rain, less than 8 feet from my property. He waited for almost 15 minutes, hidden behind a brick pillar and then pounced on me with his eyes a blaze, his belly bulging, his massive, belt-looped ring of keys jingle jangling.

I must confess that I had the best time repeating "Argo Fuck yourself" in various tones, over and over and over again. And then I walked into my day... happy.

Cancer taught me a thing or two. Today, I know not to let ass-crack man spoil more than a minute of my day. I visualize ass-crack man in a room full of other like bodied ass bearing men. And they are jolly. They are rejoicing in the fact that they are no longer lonely. And they go about their day spreading sunshine and rainbows and buttercups everywhere they go.

I tell you, I smell spring! And I am happy. 


Love and Happiness, MonkeyME 





19 comments:

  1. :)))))) Was that clear? :))))))!

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  2. I'm happy damnit!!!! Happy :)))))

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  3. Some people want to be negative. Actually, enjoy being negative and they want others around them to be MISERABLE. I, likewise, have to be like u and not let them ruin my whole day. Just for a brief moment, they r in my presence and then gone. Gone. And that's where they need to be. I work with a few whom like to miserable. I have learned to not let their "miserable" self to cling to me. Bless their little hearts.

    I am JOYFUL that u are HAPPY. It's a good place to be.

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    1. thank you Stormy! and you are right some people are happy being unhappy - but thats not US!

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  4. Love that doggie pic too. Most dogs are so happy and they are happy for the simple things in life. I try to be like my pup. Happy to walk, hugs and time with loved ones.

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    1. isn't that a great picture! makes me smile every time I see it!

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  5. Let that anaconda take care of the ass-crack man.

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    1. the ass-crack man might just be stuck in the belly of the beast. only time will tell

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  6. That phrase may be the most lasting legacy of Argo! Tee hee.

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    1. it's so dismissive in a fun, none threatening way.

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  7. Happiness is contagious!! And letting go of anger can be hard, but I found a way yesterday...a guy in one of those boxy shaped kia soul cars cut me off....I mean zipped RIGHT in front of me on the highway and, in true cut off mode, jammed inbetween my car and the car in front of him, jammed on his brakes. AHHH!! Thankfully, no collision ensued. And to let go of the anger and find a way to destress, I started singing, "you're a dick in a box...you, you arrreee a diickkk in a boooxxxx!!!" Loudly. And later that night, my daughter played back a message I left on her voice mail without realizing it....guess what it was? Yep, you guessed it, me singing my de-stress song!! You, you're a diiickkk in a boooxxxx!!

    Felt damn good. And combine that with fabulous warm weather...I just can't stop smiling either!!!
    xoxoxoxo



    MG

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    1. IT REALLY IS CONTAGIOUS! keep on letting go of all that is negative. the more you love love the more you attract love. I LOVE you MonkeyGURL!

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    2. Awwww thank you Monkey! I love you too!!!!


      xoxoxoxo

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  8. I was out today in a T-shirt! A fricking T-shirt. And I totally rocked it. :) First 5K of the season starts Saturday.

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    1. I love that you are running! go Juli, GO!!!!

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  9. I am so super happy myself! I walked each dog on their own just so I had TWO reasons to walk the neighborhood last night---in daylight, no less--woohoo!!!

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    1. we're out and about! its a wonderful thing :)

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  10. Awesome - this post leaves me happier too. Spring!!

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    1. I'm still smiling! Cancer changes everything :)))

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