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  • October27th

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    I don’t know exactly why this happens, but it happens to me every couple of weeks.  I get this feeling I need to call someone I know and the feeling won’t let go until I make the call.   I used to think that the one I called probably needed a call that day and I was simply the first to get the cosmic memo…but now I’m pretty sure it’s for me.  It makes me happy to just pick up the phone and reconnect with friends and family I haven’t talked to for awhile (with the operative word being talk, not text, not email, not facebook…talk).

    It might be generational but I really like talking to people I care about.  There’s something about hearing their voices, sensing the pauses, sharing the chuckles and communicating in that way that makes me happy (even when what we’re talking about doesn’t always surround a happy place).

    Today I was so happy to have a cell phone, a digital phonebook and good friends who have been on my mind and took the call.

    Nothing dramatic to report.  No one was saved by my call.  No one in crisis secretly needing a sonic hug.  But oh, how the reconnection has helped my M2B:) meter to soar!

  • October21st

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    Today was the photo shoot for the Utah Valley Magazine article that’s due to hit the stands this holiday season.  It was fun.  Making the house look like Christmas on one of the most gorgeous fall days of the year was a bit of a challenge, but the photographer seemed to know what she was doing and the concept for the magazine cover had potential so we took on the task with zeal.  I’m always a bit self conscious doing these things, but the photographer assured me she had magic lenses that took off pounds, erased years and added inner “sparkle” to each photo.  To that I say, wow! Technology and photoshop rule.

    When the lights and camera were gone I noticed that the movie Shallow Hal was playing on one of the satellite tv stations.  It’s that Jack Black movie about the guy  who gets stuck in an elevator with Tony Robbins who then hypnotizes  him into seeing the inner beauty of people rather than their outward appearance.  It got me thinking.  What if there was a camera lens that actually DID reveal what we are really like inside?  What would I look like?  And how much photoshop-ing would be needed to make the cover of Good Guy Magazine?  Who knows.  What I do know is I’m grateful Jeanette at Utah Valley Magazine cares enough to write about me and the upcoming Forgotten Carols tour in her beautiful magazine. Can’t wait to see how today’s pictures turn out.

  • October20th

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    Tough day today.  With a house this full of people it’s impossible NOT to have one of those days where things are not exactly the Lonely Goater Scene in Sound of Music.   Lynne’s upset with me about something that will have to be explained to me by a psychic.  My dad’s obsessed with a book he’s missing, my mother-in-law can’t find her beloved marshmallows, my mother wants to know when the funeral is, (what funeral, Mother….yours?) My father-in-law is having dizzy spells….and worst of all, the cook gave notice.  She’s too stressed out by the job of feeding the Scotshaven Home for Invalid Tennants.

    I can deal with an emotional crisis, anger, frustration, pain, misplaced books and lost marshmallows,  but not with losing the cook.  This woman was proof that there is a God in Heaven who hears and answers prayers.  The tough part is that she’s so good, not just as a cook, but as a person and a neighbor, that it’s impossible not to understand her dilemma.  It’s just too much for her right now and we love her way too much to do anything but understand.

    So we’re in search of a cook.  Actually my suggestion is that we alternate between pizza on the odd days and chinese take out on the even days with KFC on the weekends and a big pot of taco soup in freezer in case the pizza guy gets lost.

    But I digress.  There is GOOD news about Bad News Tuesday and here it is:  Won’t be long til it’s Wednesday.  Bad News Tuesday will pass.  Books will be relocated, funerals attended, marshmallows found and tensions eased.  Wednesday will be a new day,   I can’t search any harder for the magic happiness today…but that’s why there’s tomorrow. .  It’s all gonna be okay, people.  I promise.

  • October20th

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    Tonight my daughter Meggan asked if she could shoot a video of me answering questions for a presentation she will be giving tomorrow.   It was about 9:30pm when the camera started rolling and I wasn’t really sure what she was after but I am in show business, so when the record button lights up,  something inside me does too.

    My M2B:) moment today is that I’m owning this truth about myself.  This is the way I’m wired and though years of therapy have helped me understand it better, it hasn’t really changed me.  I’m a ham.  I said it.  You who know me have always known this, but I’m saying it right here, right now. I know what I am, and I am a ham!!!  No apologies, no excuses. But my M2B:) bonus today is that I ALSO know this about me:   I’m honey-baked!

  • October20th

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    Did I read that right?  In the first half of the BYU @ TCU football contest today, the Cougars got 14 yards total offense.  Had to have been a typo.  FOURTEEN YARDS….TOTAL OFFENSE in thirty minutes of football??!!! How is that even possible?

    Don’t get me wrong.  I’m not “piling on” the BYU football program when they’re down…or “rebuilding”…but I’m on a mission to be happy and seeing this statistic for ANY football program in the state I live in threatens my inner happy face.

    But wait….I’ve got it.  I DO have something to be happy about today!!  I’m not the coach on the way to the locker room at the end of the first half with some perky female sideline reporter sticking a microphone in my face and saying something like, “So coach, what are you going to say to your team during half-time knowing that you only got FOURTEEN YARDS total offense in the first half”.   I’ve had bad days before, but I’m so happy today I’m not that guy.