Stuffies

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Adults seriously underrate the benefits of stuffed animals. (I’m writing this with my Pound Puppy, whom I named Cinnamon, resting in my lap.)

My whole life, I’ve felt more comfortable with pillows. Vegging out on the couch, taking long road trips, or sleeping, I’d always be hugging a pillow.

Study abstracts I’ve read declare that looking at cute animals lowers blood pressure, heart rate, and overall anxiety levels, while improving focus and performance on assignments and tasks.

Children surround themselves with stuffed animals, and are so happy. Adults are like, “No, stuffed animals are childish, so I will not have them, and I will be miserable instead.”

Here’s my advice: Adults need to toss their throw pillows and their egos out the window, and adopt a new comfort system: stuffed animals.

Halcyon Days of Spring

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Kites fly up 
Helicopters spin down 
Wind chimes ring
To signal spring 

I spy a four leaf clover
The early bird got the worm
Picnics in the sunshine
Relaxed and warm

Buttercups give your chin a tickle
Do you see the glow? 
Rain starts to sprinkle
Look for the rainbow

Clip a bunch of lilacs for the table vase
Egg hunting time…it’s a race!
Let’s go camping for spring break 
Practice skipping stones across the lake

The school year is coming to an end
Field day…time to play!

Spring forward!

High school prom is in May 
Decorations, corsages, anticipation 
Can you believe what’s next?
Our high school graduation!

Blow the dandelion seeds into the wind 
What is my wish?
For Father Time to go to bed 
And let time stand still instead

Psyche Parties

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In high school, the night before a rival game, my team would meet at the local pizzeria, or a teammate’s house, and eat a bunch of Italian carbs and hang out, relaxing, being goofy and, oddly enough, not thinking about the big game. 

As an adult, the night before a big event, presentation, review, speech, or some other important meeting, I sit home with my spiraling, anxious, worst-case scenario thoughts. The only thing that’s the same is the intake of a massive amount of carbs. 

What changed? Where’s the confidence?  The congregation of teammates, the support? The laissez faire attitude? Ça va bien aller, non? 

Back then, we always knew we were going to go out and do our best, and even though we wanted to win, we weren’t worried about the outcome until it happened. Que sera, sera!

I think we need psyche parties for adults!