Practice Makes Perfect

Many may wonder why I have gone with my chosen blog title. Call it what you want, but I simply call it my reminder. I truly believe it. Life IS about learning to dance in the rain. We DO either decide to stand still, never changing and simply getting wet for no good reason other than to be miserable in that moment. OR, we decide to MOVE, and learn from the situation what we will. Movement is key! Dance! Have fun with life. And when it throws thunder clouds, learn from it what you may. There is ALWAYS something to be learned.

So why the blog title? Well, it's my motto in life. Do I forget it sometimes? Well, hello! I AM only human. But I certainly try to remember it and I think most times I do ok. Perhaps practice makes perfect. ;) HA.

Banana Hands

Confession. I HATE bananas. It's true. The one exception is banana bread and only if a very small amount of banana is used. I only say this now because I recently had my first banana bread that TASTED like I was eating a nasty banana. They apparently used 4x the allotted banana requirement. But in most cases, you cannot taste banana in banana bread. But I loath bananas. They overpower any other taste. In a smoothie...there's the after taste that banana leaves. Banana tongue if you will. Fruit salad with bananas in it...there's the banana slim that banana leaves all over the other fruit. Who can enjoy fruit slimmed? It's just not good.

Interestingly enough, my hate for bananas comes up a lot. Apparently people find it intriguing. Inevitably, they always ask the questions about when I have children, will I refuse to feed them bananas. To me, this is a funny question.

Exhibit A. This weekend my nephew was eating a banana. For all good friends who know me, know I have an extremely sensitive smeller. I smell EVERYTHING. Well,what can I say, he wanted to sit on me and eat this crazy huge banana. I love him. Of course I want him to sit with me. And I only cringed inside when he was putting his banana hands all over me. Cause I love him. He has NO idea that I loath bananas. None of my kidlets know Aunt TT is completely grossed out by bananas...the smell and all that goes with it. Because that's just how I roll. I love them, banana hands and all. :)

Aware

I suppose one thing you could say I've been doing lately, is trying to become more aware. Aware of myself. Aware of those around me. Aware of my Father in Heaven. And in this journey, the one thing that has trumped all others, is HE is aware of ME. I suppose when we are trying to be more spiritually grounded and in search for good things, we are blessed and able to bless the lives of others.

The last week I have been overwhelmed by such wonderful experiences. I love that life is such a learning experience. In the last week I've received 4 notes from friends. I've been overwhelmed by my experiences with each friend. All I can say, is that I am truly blessed to know each friend. I'm blessed to brush shoulders with them. It is amazing to me that these 'notes' would come at a time when i would be questioning myself and perhaps whether I could be doing better. Boy our Father in Heaven knows when to put people in our lives and when to motivate people in our lives. I am truly grateful for the lessons learned. And yes, I feel I am aware more and more every day.

Please and Thank You!

For those of you who know me well, you know that I invest A LOT of hopefully 'quality' time with my nieces and nephews. It's important to me. Pretty much children are my life. Anyway, while I spend that time with them... there are just things that they know I WILL allow and things they know i WILL NOT allow. Please's and Thank you's are a must. You may be scratching your head right now and thinking, this girl is crazy. The 'please' and 'thank yous' will come and kids will be kids. But I'm a firm believer in teaching children kindness. A kind child is a kind adult. Who's gonna complain about having too many kind adults? Seriously!

Exhibit A. I was getting lunch today. Cafe Rio. I put in my order and couldn't help but note the behavior behind me. This woman was on her phone the entire time. First of all she acted as if she was inconvenience by having to give her order (I'm sorry that the Cafe Rio staff are not mind readers), and then when it came to payment she actually threw her credit card across the counter top at the woman. No she didn't place it ON the counter (which is only slightly better). She tossed it, it slid across the counter and I thought for a second that it would go all the way off and onto the floor. I thought to myself...who does that?! Sadly....I think a lot of people do. In my reflection over this...I was grateful to note that I had used my pleases and thank yous. My mother taught me well. Thank you mom!

So why do I stress pleases and thank yous with the little ones? Because we shouldn't live in a world where behavior like the kind that I witnessed today is acceptable. We shouldn't live in a world where WE contribute to that kind of behavior. Because as soon as we do...what does that really mean? If we stop saying it, does that mean we stop feeling it? Does that mean we actually stop feeling thankful? I hope not. Because there is much to be grateful for. :)