I have been a fighter my entire life. My mind and body never seem to agree on anything. They have battled with each other for the last 50+ years on whether I'm too hungry or too fat.

Making the Mundane Magical: Finding New Ways to Make Old Tasks More Fun

If it's not fun, it's just not worth doing! Lately, I've found myself buried in some tedious tasks, and I found myself struggling with getting it done.

These past few weeks, I've contemplated my direction, goals, and spirituality. While I decided to keep the same goal of spreading love and laughter to others, I've consciously chosen to change how I keep score.

I did the unthinkable last Friday. I scheduled a "play date." Now I know for many of my clients, "play date" has a totally different connotation, so this wasn't THAT kind of a play date. 😈 This was a creative play date.

I’m the current President of our condo association, and we have a situation in our condo association where the Licensed Condo Association Manager is retiring. We received 40 resumes. 15 had the required licensing.

A dear friend of mine has been going through some major life changes this past year, including the death of her husband and a significant change in employment. She's been slowly replacing her "stuff" and social media profile with things that are pink.

My cousin, Michael, and I were 9 years apart, but I adored him growing up.  We both loved watching Sha Na Na.  He was a big Bowser fan.  Life took us to different places, but when we caught up with each other as adults, I was surprised we had a lot of things in common, including parallel spiritual journeys

When I did standup comedy, I had a routine I'd follow: Arrive at the show 30 minutes before the doors open. Set up my keyboard. Put on my corset. Enjoy a shot of Crown Royal (unless I was stressed, then two, three, or four shots of Crown Royal).

I had a situation at my condo association that sucked away 15 hours of productivity last week. While the couple in question claimed "they just wanted this problem solved," they took their complaints to Facebook, destroyed someone else's property when they didn't get their way, framed another resident for their actions, and THEN wrote their complaint letter to the condo association justifying their actions.

I'm president of our condo association, and last week, I had a resident inquire about purchasing a 6 ft fiberglass dinosaur for the common area behind her building. I suggested she contact her building neighbors for their opinions, as a 6 ft fiberglass dinosaur would directly impact their views.

I don't like admitting this, but even though I'm a reasonably high-functioning person, I have spent much of my life struggling with weight, self-esteem, and perfectionism. My childhood was relatively uneventful. I wasn't abused.

This past Saturday, I had the honor of recognizing 75 volunteers in our community for their positive contributions.  Whether they painted picnic tables, played live music for potlucks, or served on any number of committees, all of these people gave a piece of themselves to make our community better, and most of them did so doing something they enjoyed.