There's No Crying in Baseball...Or Life, Really

    "If I could push a button and five people in the world would die, but I'd get free cable for life, I'd do it"
                                                                                               ~Liz Lemon, 30 Rock


I'm checking down my TO-DO list, folks--my audition for One on One is set and I've gone as far as to actually look at the prices on Reproductions...only problem is then I look at my bank account and the two just don't seem to be matching up.  Shenanigans. It seems the Keebler elves have struck again.

Despite this small setback, I'm determined to cross off number two on the list: Take life in stride
I admit that this one is particularly difficult for me because I tend to be...kind of emotional.  I like to say that it comes from growing up in a household where my father is akin to Jimmy Dugan in A League of Their Own where any time you start to cry he says, "Are you crying? You can't cry--there's no crying..." and follow that up with whatever is making you cry at the moment.  Be that no cookies for lunch or a concussion.  Kidding on the no cookies.  There were always cookies.  I kind of want a cookie now.

Admittedly though, I have--so far--not succeeded whatsoever on being the "half-glass full" kind of gal.  I start off with a smile and the minute one small thing starts to happen I feel those darn lava tears* start to knock at my emotional resistance. Guess who normally wins?  Not. Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.  I really need to work on that.  I feel like I should probably hire someone to call me out on when I'm acting like a tantrum throwing contestant from Toddlers and Tiaras...or any mom from Dance Moms.  Too bad the Keebler elves stole that fund too.  Guess it's up to me to "turn that frown upside down".  I'd rather just drink more--is that bad?

*Tears created by idiocy resulting in a super angry hot liquid that forms in the tear duct. One is warned to BACK A WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!