It’s a Matter of Perspective

Bonnie Johnson's PostI find it interesting that we tend to see ourselves so differently than others see us.  What is that all about?  Why is it that when we check ourselves out in a mirror we see a multitude of flaws?  And that is just how we see ourselves from the outside.

Have you ever asked someone else to describe you as a person?  I’ll bet it would be a lot more complimentary than if you were to describe yourself.  You may be the exception, but most of us are far too critical of ourselves in far too many ways.

The media bombards us with images that are impossible to live up to but still we try.  I am definitely guilty of this myself.  If it weren’t sad it would be amusing to watch the three of us here at Tara Cronica try to choose a photo that we believe we all look good in.  “It’s good of you two, but I have two chins in that shot so we can’t use it” was uttered more than once (mostly by me in case you were wondering). “My hair looks flat…my head looks huge…omg look at the bags under my eyes…etc., etc.”

It is great to have good friends who will “snap you out of it” when the self criticizing begins, but why not learn to recognize the good things about ourselves…ourselves?  It’s possible!  We just have to learn to control our thoughts.  Turn the negative around or at least stop the criticism before it gets going.

I may not be a model, I may not be 20 years old with a flat stomach anymore, but I am me; right now.  And that’s really not too bad.  Because life should feel good – now, I am going to start to look for the good things about me and focus more on those things starting today.  How about you?  Are you with me?  Bonnie

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Post-It Love

bonnie-darkHappy Tuesday everyone and Happy Birthday Lozz!! You’ve caught up to me!  And Happy Anniversary Barry and Lozz!  (Yep, he married her on her birthday…that’s either really romantic or a clever way to guarantee never forgetting his anniversary having already memorized her birthday ; )  )barry-and-lozz

In celebration of today’s union of love between my good friends I want to share this very sweet video I’ve recently come across.  It is guaranteed to make you smile.  Enjoy!

Bonnie

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Valentine’s Day!

poker-buddies-in-vegas Y’know what I’m doing for Valentine’s Day this year?  Playing poker with good friends.   To be fair,  I’m really looking forward to it but to make it more festive I did suggest the wives wear lacy red lingerie and the guys put on red boxers.    My girlfriend with the killer body might jump on board ( It was just a joke!).   I’ll chicken out at the last minute and pull a cute dress on for sure!  I’m all talk, no follow through.  We’ll drink some wine, eat sushi and someone will make a fantastic dessert so it’ll be wonderful.

Here we are in Vegas at the Beatles  ‘Love’ by Cirque De Soleil with our Poker Peeps.   Beautiful show!

Maybe I can create a bit of fun by establishing a new rule like, every time a two of hearts is played you have to give your husband a kiss.   And if the King of hearts comes up…. LOL .   Yeah!  Kind of juvenile, like playing spin the bottle in grade 7, but being with the same guy for 27 Valentines you really can’t take it too seriously.

I think I’ll do some baking today and make a batch of really pretty pink cupcakes and sprinkle those silver balls that crack your teeth all over them.   Let the whole family know I love them through sugar.  Not a mind-blowingly original idea but that’s OK.

So that’s how I plan to mark the day.  What’re your thoughts Tracy?  Bonnie?   Doing anything special?

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Bonnie’s Take:

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When I was sixteen my first serious boyfriend told me he loved me on Valentines Day.  We had been together for about a month and had deliberately been careful not to say the “L” word even though there were times I wanted to scream it to the world.

This is huge for a young girl who is head over heels in love with her boyfriend.

That’s my happy memory of Valentines Day.

As the years went on however, and boyfriends and husbands came and went it began meaning less and less for me.  That sounds kind of sad.  Like I lost the magic of the meaning of love or something, but actually it is quite the opposite.  I learned over the years that having someone tell you they love you when the mood strikes them is much more satisfying than when they feel obligated because the calendar tells them to.

My husband and I decided when we first met not to celebrate this “Hallmark” holiday but instead to surprise each other with flowers or gifts or a card or, whatever feels right at the time, whenever the mood strikes us.  No obligations on a specific date when dinner reservations are hardest to get and flowers are double what they normally would be.  This has meant that romance is alive in our relationship all year long.  I love it this way.

My best friends’ birthday is on Valentines Day and so that is the day I celebrate her. I think about how grateful I am for her friendship and how much I love her.  That’s what February the 14th means to me.

best friends Bonnie

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