MoreCheese

Happy Merry, Everyone!

I just wanted to wish everyone a very merry end to 2008, and a very happy 2009.  Keeping a blog has been great entertainment and therapy for me, and I have read and treasured every one of your comments (commenting is the new hugging!), as well as all the non-commenting readers I've discovered via Feedjit! 

My very best wishes for peace, happiness, love, health, grace and joy, to all of you and yours.

Love,

MoreCheese (a/k/a Mochi, Sofie, Sweet Rice Cake, Merky, Murky Dizmal, Mahlie)

When Dressing Like Twins is Appropriate

When you are a hilarious best friend combo of fluffy (but dominant) little Scottie and muscular (but doe-like) Bull Terrier, it is only right and fitting that your human mother enjoy some Christmas glee by buying you matching argyle sweaters.  And forcing you to wear them while I take a hundred pictures of your abject humiliation.  Which you kind of instantly forgot about as soon as dehydrated chicken breasts were thrown into the deal.

The thing is, I think they kinda liked it.

Handsome Haggis Francis

Puppykins

The only reason Sparta is enjoying this rawhide is because Haggis is letting him.   

Friday Zen (a true story)

Last night the most amazing thing happened.  But I didn't know it until this morning. 

Last night was bad.  Real bad.  I've been feeling this intense inner something all month, and it has been getting worse and worse.  The best way I can describe it is it feels like the weight of the year has been pressing on me.  Especially the BabyQuest stuff (which is actually the weight of a couple years... but I digress).  Even though the calendar year is just an arbitrary system of ticking off time, for some reason, the end of this year has been depressing the crap out of me.

So, last night, at home alone, I made the very bad decision to pour myself a martini and email a few people to relax.  That had the unintended effect of opening the floodgates, and then it all came gushing out.  After my crying fit was done, I had no energy to do anything except sit on the couch and watch Celebrity Rehab.  Because only a show like that could possibly make me feel better about the state of my own life.

This morning, I got to work and found an email waiting for me from a friend.  A friend that I mostly joke and gossip with, and with whom I've never once spoken about BabyQuest.  (In fact, he doesn't even know about this blog.)  It was a random email called "Some Happy Thoughts For You," and it contained a link to a website.  A Buddhist website.  On an essay titled "Emptiness".  It did not seem, on the surface, to be about happy thoughts.

But I read the essay, and it brought me so much comfort.  It was a meditation on how life is in a constant state of flux, how that impermanence brings with it a limitless potential for happiness, and how that potential is contained within each of us.

And - get this - my friend emailed it to me last night, at the exact time that I was home sobbing in my dirty martini.  At the moment I most needed it, from the most unexpected source, came this message:  Life is good.  This moment is not forever, and the future is made of infinite possibilities for happiness.  Things will change.

How crazy cool is that?!  I don't know what prompted my friend to send me that email at that exact moment, but I don't need to.  The message got across.  It came in a time of great need.  I am profoundly grateful for that. 

To read the essay, "Emptiness," click here.