A couple of Saturdays ago, I was having a bad day. I was feeling down in the dumps and really sorry for myself. I was sad about the death of my Grandfather the week before (totally legitimate) and I was frustrated with the diagnosis of an autoimmune disease called Hashimotos (not the worst autoimmune disease, by far). Still I was letting myself wallow in my own misery for a bit.
And then I had to “put on my big-girl panties,” as my boyfriend likes to say when anyone let’s life get in the way of living, get out of bed to go to a friends for dinner. It was a dinner I’d been looking forward to for weeks. And I was disappointed that I was feeling so bummed. As is the case 95-percent of the time for me, once I got there my mood easily turned. Getting out and around friends and spending time with good people is one of the best distractions and deterrents for a bad mood.
A friend of mine from the Mark Twain House had invited us to her house for a delicious homemade, traditional Indian dinner. It was wonderful. And it was […]