Friday, September 5, 2008

It's All Good

This is painted on my wall of doodles and, if you know me, you're probably sick of hearing me say it.

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It's not an avoidance saying, like when you ask me how I'm doing and I say, "Groovy." That's just an easy way for me to say that it could be better, but really it's fine and I just don't feel like explaining it. You should try it... either people don't know how to respond to "groovy" so they don't press it, or it sounds like a good enough answer that they accept it. Either way, it's all good.

See... snuck that other little saying in there... did you notice?

I catch myself saying it a lot (mostly because someone once pointed out to me that it's a redundant part of my lingo) but it's only because I mean it. If I'm having a day where I have a headache, my theory is that at least it's not a migraine, so it's all good. I can't drive my car right now, but I'm saving a fortune in gas, so it's all good. Basically, it just means I really trust that life works itself out.

The reason I'm adding it to today's post is because I've gotten a few emails since I started this blog asking me how it's possible I don't have any unpleasant childhood memories, since I only seem to write about the cute and funny ones. My answer: Are you freaking kidding me? Life is not all sunshine and roses. We are human, people. But it's all good.

Here's the thing... number one rule on my blog is that I would never want to hurt anyone's feelings. All of our memories can contain something that isn't perfect or that hurts our feelings, but if that's what I focused on in life I'd be a pretty miserable person. Writing this blog and getting to tell these fun stories is such a lovely way of remembering all the good things that come along with the bad in life. And if I have my druthers, I'm going to be happy and celebrate the good.

But if you really want a story about how evil we can be, I will provide. :) When I was up at Mayo Clinic having testing done and things weren't going so great and doctors were making me re-do tests rather than make a phone call to get results from the one I had done the day before, my mom and I were getting a little tired and testy.

So we sat in a waiting room full of people and started a very snarky game of, "Oh, We Could Help Them." Pretty much anyone that walked in the room we decided what clothes they should never wear again, what hair style they shouldn't ever attempt again, and for the love of all things holy the make-up that should be TONED DOWN.

It's wrong to judge. And to pick out others faults. And it was the most fun we've ever had in a waiting room ever. See... we're not perfect. And as we decided in that waiting room, neither was anyone else.

When mom came with me to my doctor appointment here in town about a month ago, she walked in ahead of me (I was moving pretty slowly) to put my name in at the desk. She walked in, turned around and came directly back out into the hall with a grave look on her face.

"Brace yourself, Sara. I know it hurts to laugh."

We walked in and a gentleman was sitting there with his plaid pants, striped shirt, suspenders and a golf cap. I laughed. It hurt. And we weren't bored. It was all good.

6 comments:

  1. Sara do you override the time stamp so that you're posting at 12:01 AM, or is that happening by coincidence every night?

    I am all psyched to go read your wall of doodles post. I have it opened up and I have already seen the pictures. It makes me wish I didn't say "I love that" so much, because I'm loving the doodle design and the colors around it; it's all so aesthetically pleasing. It's all groovy, you know what I mean?

    BTW Saw your post over at Waxy. You know I had originally assumed you were down there near their church somewhere? It was disappointing to realize you are so far and we can't make microwave s'mores together.

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  2. I have to confess that Hubby and I play the same game in waiting rooms. We've been in several over the years taking his mom to various appointments and procedures for her heart problems. I love to people watch and this game developed from my people watching. Besides, there's only so many times you can read an old issue of People or Better Homes and Gardens, am I right?

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  3. This is one of my all-time favourite sayings. I don't even know when I'm saying now b/c I say it so much. The guys at work have tried to change it on me b/c they hear it so often--the new one they want is "rock on"...I laugh, and say "it's all good!"

    great post once again!!

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  4. @amy... I taught my friend's little boy to make his hands into bullhorns and say "rock on" like he's at a concert. :) It was pretty funny.

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  5. oh man! Your mom sounds awesome!

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  6. I'm all about 'peachy' :) It works! How are you? Just peachy, thank you. It works either way, when I'm feeling okay and when I'm being sarcastic, and they never have to know that I'm being sarcastic... so it's all good ;) *LOL*

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