A Mind-Blowing Experience!

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Last week, my son, Kelly, called after he received a phone message relaying the results of his back x-rays. He broke his L-5 and pelvis snowboarding six years ago and he had experienced a flare-up.The doctor prescribed anti-inflammatories and recommended not lifting anything over twenty-five pounds.The radiologist said they found a deformity and he should make a follow-up appointment.

What could that mean? Between my parents’ health and my own, I had a lot on my mind. My son’s health compounded my worry. I prayed for a sign of hope.

On Sunday, I drove my husband, Danny, to ski at Breckenridge Ski Resort. On our way, four adults and several children stood at the bus stop. Unlike the weekend before when I shuttled skiers and boarders to the mountain, I knew the bus was probably on schedule. I decided to offer anyway.

I pulled over and asked, “Would anyone like a ride to the mountain?”

Two ladies nodded. They threw their skis in back of my car and jumped inside. They were from New York City. One mentioned she was a massage therapist who had relocated to Boulder. As I pulled into the Peak 9 parking lot, I asked, “You said you were a massage therapist?”

“Yes. I specialize in managing pain without drugs.”

I explained my son’s condition.

“It could be several different things,” she said as her bright blue eyes met mine. “If everyone had their body CAT-scanned, radiologists would find a bone abnormality somewhere. My guess is his L-5 isn’t even causing the pain.”

I relaxed for the first time all weekend. “That is such a relief. Thank you.” She handed me her card. I slipped it inside my purse and told her my son would be in touch.

As I drove out of the lot I said to Danny, “How amazing was that?”

“I would never have picked them up. You have a very unique relationship with the universe.”

I drove into the Peak 7 drop off and parked. Danny pulled his skis out of the back of the car while I fished the business card from my purse.

“Oh, my God. You won’t believe this,” I said while reading the card.

“What?”

“The massage therapist’s name was Hope.” My mind was officially blown.Eyes wide open

Life is extraordinary, if we pay attention.

My son and I had doctor appointments today. Kelly was told not to worry about the deformity and I was told my recovery was within normal range. Hope was right!

Do you believe in signs? Have you ever been blown away?

Beauty and the Aging Beast

If we believe we are defined by who we are, then we can carry that knowledge with confidence and defy any kind of aging. Note to Self: Must sew up hole in pocket or start carrying confidence somewhere else.beauty of a woman blogfest

I’m proud to be over fifty and hope to have many more years of Riding Wild. I fought cancer and won. I don’t take life for granted, but time can take its toll and we will be judged by how we look

That said, I think it’s unfortunate that it has become the norm to run to plastic surgeons for injections and procedures, sometimes with very unnatural results. When did the stretched out upper lip ever fool anyone into thinking the woman looked much younger? I’m not against these procedures, per se, just the injections by fluid ounce.

I wonder if women have lost perspective on aging. Don’t get me wrong. I am waging my own battle with the beast, but within reason. Continue reading

What To Do When You Piss Off A Body Part

photo (1)I’m going on seven weeks since my partial knee replacement. I’m still laying in bed taking it easy and elevating while icing. I hate ice. Why can’t heat reduce swelling?

I went to my six week checkup on Monday not knowing what to expect. It’s never good when your doctor starts out by saying, “I expected you to be so much farther along. You’re at least two weeks behind.” He thought I’d be healed up and ready to ski and play tennis.

GAH! What the hell happened?

“Your knee is really angry. You need to calm it down.”

I looked at my pissed off knee and thought, What did I ever do to you? I’ve always loved my knobby knees. Oh yeah. I guess amputating bone and messed up cartilage then replacing it with a metal plate and plastic could put me on your shit list. Sorry! Continue reading

“Share the Love!” A New Idea for Valentine’s Day

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February 14th is Valentine’s Day, the most divisive holiday of all. Some love it while others hate it. No news there.

But I had a thought.

What if we transform the couple’s celebration of exclusive, romantic love, to a day of inclusivity? Okay. I’m not talking about threesomes, but what if we twist the term, refocus the lens, and define it differently?

How?

We could celebrate a day of sharing the love by sending out positive vibes to everyone we meet. There are a bazillion ways we could do that.

  • Pay it forward. On Valentine’s Day, put yourself out there to help someone who’s struggling.
  • Pay it backward. Buy coffee for the person behind you in line.
  • Go out of your way to use manners. Hold the door. Offer your seat. Say “Please,” and “Thank you.”
  • Make a few sincere compliments and someone might feel good about themselves.
  • Smile. I promise it won’t kill you and you’ll be surprised at the reaction, no matter where you live.
  • When driving, slow down. Use your blinkers. Let others into your lane. Why not go all out and actually stop at a stop sign.
  • Share the love with friends and family. Think outside the box. Plan an activity or have a get-together.
  • Share the love with yourself. Indulge in a treat or take some personal time doing something you love. Something that says, “I am so good at what I do and I appreciate myself.”

Instead of the FOMO (fear of missing out), on Valentine’s Day, you will feel like you did your part to share the love. Maybe you’ll will even have a story to tell when everything goes back to normal on the 15th. Who knows?

If everyone would share the love on February 14th, Valentine’s Day could become the best holiday of all!

Do you have any other ideas for “Sharing the Love?”

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How To Be Lucky

It’s true. I’m very lucky and always have been. To me, luck means succeeding by chance.

83rd_Academy_Awards_posterAs the Academy Awards approach, I often think about the luck involved in being nominated. It’s like a Power Ball Lottery every year. Oftentimes, cameras focus on veteran actors who’ve prepared their acceptance speeches and then lose to an up-and-comer. It must be hard to get that close to winning and not take home the prize and I know all about prizes.

When The Secret came out in 2006, I bought several copies to pass along to my family. The book is based on the law of attraction. This concept has been around for centuries. The more positivity you put out there, the more you receive. The author of the book takes it one step further. She believes if you put out specific intentions, imagine them happening, and then live your life like they already happened, it will become reality.

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I finished the book while flying to Costa Rica. My family would be staying at an all-inclusive resort, so I decided to test out the theory. I put the thought, I will meet an actor during this trip, into the universe to see if it would work.

After two days of traveling, we checked into the predominantly spanish-speaking resort. My husband, Danny, took the kids to the beach while I settled into a lounge chair, poolside.

A few minutes later, a man listening to his iPod walked by and then stopped and stared at my mesh pool bag. Continue reading

New Expressions for 2015 – In Response to Esquire

Do you get bored with expressions? I do. I avoid, “Awesome,” like an f-bomb. Okay. That’s not true. I occasionally f-bomb. Last year, Stacey Woods, a writer for Esquire’s Culture Blog, listed twenty-seven sayings or slang that had to go. This year she’s not messing around. She listed fifty of them!

I chose a few and came up with substitutions. I’m sure they will be the latest new expressions for 2015!

“Rockin’ out” is out.

This dog is ampin’ it with his jazz hands!

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Being “over it,” is over. Continue reading

Check Out DJ KSmash’s Latest at My Blog Share Party!

I’m kicking off another round of Use Me and Abuse Me Blog Share Days. Yep. Days. These blog hop parties always become ragers!

How does it work? Share ONE of your blog posts in the comment section and click on a few. That’s how you get this party started.

What’s the goal? If you make a connection with a new blogger, they may follow your blog.

How do you increase your chances to gain blog followers? The more you click, the more will click back to your place.

Major party foul? Don’t drop a link and then fly. You wouldn’t stop at a party, fill your bag with appetizers and leave. Sheesh!

Don’t leave Two Links or you’ll end up in my spam filter and that is so embarrassing for both of us.

KSmash LindauHow will we fill this place with new bloggers to check out? SPREAD THE WORD THROUGH SOCIAL MEDIA! Post on Facebook and Tweet invitations to your friends. The more the merrier!

When leaving a comment, tell them, “Susie sent me,” and they should click back to your place. (Clicking on the name above comments will teleport you to their blog.)

DJ KSmash is in the house and will drop his latest. Don’t forget to DANCE!