Me In Six Or Less

The awesome Pajama Momma tagged me with a memoir meme — which makes me happy, because tonight … I got nothin’. (Seriously. WHAT does meme MEAN??)

Anyhoo, these are the rules:
1. Write your own six word memoir.
2. Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you want.
3. Link to the person that tagged you in your post and to the original post if possible so we can track it as it travels across the blogosphere.
4. Tag at least five more blogs with links.
5. Leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play…

I’m actually having a hard time narrowing it down to one sentence. I did, however narrow it down to three. Not exactly following the rules, but … it’s my blog. And perhaps my choices aren’t so much in the memoir category as they are basic tenants I try to live by.

Life’s too short to be angry. (or Stop complaining and do something.) I am, by nature, an optimist. I have a hard time being around negative energy. I don’t get it. There’s a quote by Ernest Hemingway I’ve always loved that sums it up.

The world breaks everyone, and afterward some are strong at the broken places.

Everyone has issues. Everyone has their tragedies. Everyone has bills, and relationship issues, and medical problems, and debt and heartbreak and tough decisions. I know what it’s like to feel you’re at the end of your rope. It’s whether you step up to the plate and deal that makes all the difference.

Which brings me to #2.

You get what you give. Negative begets negative. I’m just sayin’.

And then #3.

Change is always an option. Even if it’s just your attitude. If you don’t like your situation, do something about it. I guarantee someone somewhere has it worse and would gladly trade their problems for yours.

I was eight months pregnant in this photo. (Not the most flattering pic, I realize.) For me, this image signifies change more than any other in my albums. Single and expecting a baby, I was scared out of my gourd, but in this proud moment after sealing the deal on our first little house, I knew everything was going to be okay.

I’m running out of people to personally tag, so if you’re reading this, consider yourself it! I can’t wait to read your memoirs.

Happy Sunday …



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12 responses to “Me In Six Or Less

  1. You are so right about the anger thing. I have students whose lives are so complex, so busy — and yet they don’t always seem to get that all of their peers are in the exact same boat. One can either deal with these things or sink. Or get angry. It’s so much better to keep some perspective and realize that there are people who have it a whole lot worse.

    Have a nice day!

  2. Plus, think of all that wasted energy … We could solve the energy crisis if we figured out how to harness all the anger people harbor! Thanks MT — let me know if you decide to tackle the meme!

  3. Ha! I had to look up what meme meant.
    Life’s too short to be angry.
    I love that you said that. Life’s too short…..said just like that, happens to be one of my favorite sayings. I guess it’s the less eloquent way of saying carpe diem.

    *I love that house

  4. ‘Life’s too short’ is one of my faves too. And I loved that house — teeny, tiny little cottage, but just perfect for the two of us. I’m renting it out now, since I moved back to my hometown — kind of breaks my heart to think of two college guys in it, but oh well … Thanks so much for the tag PJM — it was fun!

  5. I wanna try to be more of an optimist. I thought I was, but then lately I’ve been noticing I like it when other people are having a difficult time. I like to commisserate (I think I spelled that wrong), complain with them, bitch and moan.

    EW. WTF is that about? That’s no fun! I hope it’s b/c I’m just going through a bit of a rough patch, and not b/c I’m going to end up a bitter old lady with lots of cats who hangs out on her front porch drinking rubbing alcohol out of mason jars.

    So, from now on, when I get in bitch- and moan-mode, I’m going to remember this post. Specifically–“stop complaining and do something.” You’ve changed my life, Mommypie! Maybe. I’ll keep ya posted.

  6. YOU WERE EIGHT MONTHS PREGNANT IN THAT PHOTO?! Geez louise, you take that back.

    And I think I’d love that house, too.

  7. How small was it? Seriously – I’m deciding whether or not to buy a tiny, tiny house…

  8. Okay, you’re gonna choke – 711 square feet. It was built in 1923. A true cottage. Two bedrooms, one bath, laundry room, kitchen and family room. But it DID have a nice size (fenced) backyard, and a cute little front porch. And a detatched garage.

    It was great when she was a baby, but in all honesty, now at age four – I’m guessing it would be pretty cramped.

  9. Single Working Mommy – “drinking rubbing alcohol out of mason jars …” That cracked me up. Not that I want that to actually BE you …

    Foolery – Now that I think about it, it might have been a few weeks shy of eight months. Better? 🙂 There was just a lot of room for MP to spread our vertically, so I didn’t show much until six months. Which bummed me out, actually ’cause I wanted to wear maternity clothes those first months in the WORST way!

  10. NO ONE wants to be drinking rubbing alcohol out of mason jars. It’s just not cool these days.

    OK, so you are going to think I’m a complete FUH-reak, but after being all “I’m going to change what I don’t like–just like MommyPie said” I got a call from a friend at 10:30 this am about a possible job! At a family-friendly company! Where they make lots of money! And get five weeks of vacation a year (to start!!) Wish me luck. I’m going to keep on, keeping on’ with the positive thinking.

  11. YAHOO! I totally don’t think you’re a freak (helloooo, did you happen to read the True Confessions tab at the top — I’m the LAST person who’d think that) — you’re hilarious. I’m tellin’ ya – put good thoughts out there and good things DO come back to you. I’m sending good job gettin’ vibes your way – keep me posted!

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