Mother’s Prayers

Posted on May 4th, 2012 by & filed under Be Inspired, Poems

A Mother’s Prayer

Thank you, Lord,

for bringing my children into my life.

Help me guide them and teach them through example

to lead lives of wisdom

and strong, loving faith.

Please let them learn

to serve you always

in thought and deed.

And remind me, Lord,

to always be there

for my family

as you are always

there for me.

Amen.

Mothers Plant the Seeds of Love 

 

Dear Mary,

Guide us so we grow strong in wisdom and grace.

Give us sight to see the talents God has given us,

the will to develop them,

and the generosity to share our talents with others.

Instill in us the desire to constantly learn,

the goodness to serve generously,

and the courage to follow where Jesus calls.

We pray for these blessings for ourselves,

for our children,

and for all of our family.

Grant us a Mother’s Blessing

and a Mother’s Care,

now and forever.

Amen.

Goldenberg’s 10 Rules of Spectacular Failure

Posted on May 4th, 2012 by & filed under Everything Miz Meliz, Somethin' Different

If you want to learn how to succeed in business, you have many options. Read Richard Carlson’s Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff and you’ll learn “it’s all small stuff.” You can find pearls of wisdom for a successful working life in the daily musings of social media and new age guru Seth Godin. And if you want to give your confidence and career a jolt, try a cup of Jeffrey Gitomer’s tasty Sales Caffeine.
Sure, you’ve got innumerable options to learn how to succeed in your professional life. But is anyone teaching you how to be a spectacular failure? I don’t think so.Failure has become a lost art. Why, if it weren’t for Congress’ fine example, we might have not even have a role model for abject failure.But it doesn’t have to be that way. I can teach you how to be a successful failure. If you follow my 10 Rules of Spectacular Failure, I can practically guarantee you’ll end up unsuccessful, disappointed and lonely. And if you never bathe, you’ll smell bad, too.

So, if a lack of success and accomplishment sounds like a good career move to you, read on. Discover how the secrets of showing up late, banal thinking and lack of courage can lead to your utter downfall.

Goldenberg’s 10 Rules of Spectacular Failure


1.   Give up.

Abe Lincoln Logs

It was recently discovered Abe Lincoln was born in a log cabin made entirely of Lincoln Logs

This is the easiest Rule to master. There’s so little to do. Just give up. No matter how easy or hard the challenge, you just need a “That’s it, I quit” attitude. It may help to remember the motto of those who never made it to the top: “When the going gets tough, get the hell out of there fast!”

Abe Lincoln was a successful failure in the early part of his life. In his youth, he went to war as a captain and returned as a private. He failed as a businessman twice and lost eight elections. Eight elections! But he refused to give up. And look where it got him.

2.  Listen to others.

This one’s a little tricky. When others tell you you’ll never succeed, you may hear a voice inside your head that says, “Go on. Give it a shot. What have we got to lose?” Ignore the voice or you’ll end up like Walter Elias Disney, a newspaperman from Chicago.

Walt Disney and the Seven Dwarfs

In his autobiography, Disney revealed the Seven dwarfs were all drug addicts. Happy, Dopey, Sleepy, Sneezy, Bashful and Grumpy. Doc was the dealer.

Walt Disney was fired as a newspaper editor because he was told he “lacked imagination and had no good ideas.” Now he could have thought to himself, “They must be right. What was I thinking? Maybe I am a little Goofy.”

But he refused to believe his ideas were “Mickey Mouse.”  The rest of his life he went from one job to another, in movies, then in TV, and eventually he ended up in a theme park. What a life!

3.  Believe you can’t.

If you want to be a successful failure, you’re going to have to ignore any signs of self-confidence. Cover over any potential you have with self-doubt, negativity and denial.

I’m warning you, if you don’t follow my advice, you could end up like little Albert from Ulm, Germany. Albert didn’t speak until he was four and he couldn’t read until he was seven. People who knew him thought he was handicapped, slow and would never amount to anything.

Albert Einstein

When the world’s greatest scientists couldn’t understand Einstein’s Theory of Relativity, he reportedly stuck out his tongue out and said, “Na na na boo boo!”

No wonder he was expelled from one school and refused admittance to another. He should have realized he was the definitive under-achiever. But Albert Einstein let his confidence get the best of him, relatively speaking. In the latter part of his life, Einstein was forced to make a living the only way he knew how, by posing for posters with his tongue stuck out.

4. Be afraid of failing.

Here’s a surefire way to become a failure. Just be afraid to fail. Let the challenge scare you so much, you give up and give in. Ignore the advice of media and motivational guru Seth Godin who said, “Failure isn’t fatal. You’ve got to fail to succeed.”

Henry Ford was a spectacular failure for much of his life. At 15, he dropped out of school and became a farmer. He failed at that and became a mechanic. He failed at that and started repairing clocks and watches.

He failed at that and went back to farming. Even when he tried to invent a “horseless carriage,” he failed time

Henry Ford drives an early car

Henry Ford drove a Model T in his first automobile ride, but was unable to reach his destination because Motel 6 hadn’t been invented yet

and again, at one point losing all his investors’ money without producing a car.

But Henry Ford was never afraid to fail. After all, he had so much practice. He eventually produced a workable car, the Models T & A, and an assembly line system that revolutionized manufacturing. See? His life went nowhere.

5. Don’t be curious

Studies have shown that successful people seem to be curious about the world around them. They ask a lot of questions and explore everything. They love learning and live in a state of wonder, surprise and delight

Conversely, many people who fail are not that interested in discovering or exploring all the world has to offer. So avoid exposure to new people, places and things, and find nothing that inspires you, and with any luck at all you’ll fall flat on your face and never be heard from again. Steven Spielberg was an inquisitive child. I’m not exactly sure what he did with his life, but I know he spends a lot of time in movies and apparently “phoning home.”

STAN: He must have changed his meds.
HARRIETT: What are you talking about?
STAN: Golberg. Goldenberg. Whatever you call him. The hack who writes this blog. Dr. Suess must have upped his medication.
HARRIETT: Dr. Suess?
STAN: Dr. Suess. Dr. Scholls. Dr. Pepper. Who knows what quack Goldberg is seeing now?
HARRIETT: I don’t see what you’re complaining about. I think today’s blog is very well written.
STAN: That’s just it, Harriett. I like the old Goldenberg. Oops, sorry, I got his name right. He was all over the place. You couldn’t follow his ADHD-addled brain from one paragraph to the next if you were Scotland Yard.
HARRIETT: So you liked it better when he was hard to follow, disjointed and all of the place?
STAN: Sure, it was part of my master plan. I figured eventually his so called brilliant Readers would kick his a** outta here and they’d ask me write the blog.
HARRIETT: You? (HARRIETT DIDN’T WANT TO BE MEAN, BUT SHE COULDN’T HOLD BACK A LAUGH.) Was there any more to your master plan?
STAN: Well, I thought maybe, if I were writing this blog, you’d fall in love with me, marry me and we’d settle down and have a baby.
HARRIETT: But Stan, how many times do I have to tell you? You’re not real! You’re just some character in Jack’s head. You’re imaginary!
STAN: So, then we could have an imaginary baby.
HARRIETT: And how would you propose we do that?
STAN: I don’t know. I guess we could start with imaginary sex.
HARRIETT: Hmmm. Imaginary sex? I think I like that idea. You mind if we go someplace where the Readers can’t see us?
STAN: Sure.

STAN TAKES HARRIETT’S HAND AND THEY START WALKING OFF THE BLOG.

STAN: Harriett, I think this is the start of a beautiful relationship.
HARRIETT: Don’t push it, Stan. I just goin’ for the sex.

HARRIET SMILES, WINKS AT THE READERS AND THEY BOTH DISAPPEAR OFF THE BLOG.

Where was I? Oh, I remember.

6. Be too old to succeed.

If you’re 50 or above, why not just admit your productive working days are over. They’re kaput. Finito! Stick a fork in you, you’re done! Use your time to complain about those young whippersnappers who have texted your career into oblivion and get in line early for the 4 p.m. blue plate special.

Something went terribly wrong the first time Col. Sanders tried to invent KFC and instead he created White Castle

Of course, that’s not what Harland Sanders did and for a most of his life, he was anything but a success. He tried his hand at numerous careers including steamboat pilot, streetcar conductor, farmer, service station operator and insurance salesman.

At the age of 40, Sanders cooked chicken dishes for people who stopped at his little service station in Corbin, Kentucky. Fifteen years later, that business failed too when Interstate 95 rerouted traffic.

Did Harland Sanders give up? Was he too old to succeed? Nope, at age 64, he took his secret recipe for “finger-lickin’ chicken” and, with a $105 check he had from Social Security, he started selling franchises in Kentucky Fried Chicken.

As it turned out, Colonel Harland Sanders didn’t just have a bucket list of things he wanted to accomplish, he had a bucket filled with chicken. Hold the gravy!

7. Don’t stretch your limits.

Why challenge yourself? If you want to fail, just accept the hand nature has dealt you. If you continually challenge yourself, you’re liable to succeed in spite of yourself. The world is full of successful people who refused to follow this sage advice.

Michael Jordan

Although Michael Jordan gave up Knock Hockey to become one of the greatest basketball players of all time

Michael Jordan was cut from his high school basketball team because of a lack of athletic talent. Comedienne Lucile Ball was dismissed from drama school because she was “too shy to put her best foot forward.”

And then there was Thomas Edison. A teacher told him he was “too stupid to learn anything.” He advised Edison to “take up a simple profession that wouldn’t tax his limited abilities.”

If Edison had refused to stretch his limits, we’d all be sitting here texting by candlelight and playing Angry Birds in the dark.

8. Let a disability hold you back.

Nobody’s perfect, but many people suffer from severe disabilities that should, for all intents and purposes, threaten their ability to succeed. If you’ve got a physical or mental illness, no one would blame you for  giving in and giving up.

Throughout history, many people who’ve failed at failing refused to let their disability hold them back from what they wanted to accomplish. Alexander Graham Bell had a learning disability, Cher has dyslexia, President Franklin Roosevelt had polio and Ludwig Van Beethoven was deaf in the latter part of his life.

9.  Be the problem. Not the solution.

A lot of people have mastered this Rule. You probably work with some of them. You know the type. They bitch and complain all day long, but never offer up a suggested solution. What a perfect way to fail.

Senator Robert Kennedy inspired generations of Americans when he re-quoted George Bernard Shaw’s line, “Some men see things as they are and say why? I dream things that never were and say, why not?

If you want to fail and see others fail around you, identify the problem, complain out it, then do absolutely nothing to solve it.

10.  Oh, Damn! I’ve failed to come up with the 10th Rule of Spectacular Failure.

What can I say? Sure, I wanted to come up with 10 Rules of Spectacular Failure, but I just gave up. Anyway, it’s not my fault, it’s somebody else’s. It was too hard, too difficult and I just didn’t think I had what it takes to get the job done. Besides some people told me I’d never come up with Rule #10. Guess I proved them right. At least I’m successful at something.

Miz Melizsays:

February 29, 2012 at 12:12 pm

Dear Jack,  I loved this! I think you are a nut and that makes me love you more! You know you have reached Rock Star status when these things start getting passed around at work! I got it in my email at work today. Someone had edited out the Stan and Harriett bit and sent it to everyone in their email contact list that is working on a fundraising project together. Lighthearted and inspirational!! Brilliant! I asked if I could re-post it on my blog. The sender did not know the original source. . . so I Googled “Goldenberg’s 10″ and I am so happy I did!!
Do you have any advice for a relatively new blogger looking for an audience? And . . . May I re-post your brilliant list on my blog athttp://mizmeliz.com ?

  • March 1, 2012 at 2:16 pm

    Miz, Thanks for your great comments. What higher compliment could I aspire to that to be deemed “a nut” joining the ranks of Jerry Lewis, The Marx Brothers and, of course, Fil Bert. I checked out your blog quickly, but will come back and take a more careful read. It’s looks like it’s very well done and yes, you ARE a writer. Also, I’ll come back and post a more detailed comment later. I really appreciate hearing that my blog was passed around your office even if they did cut out Stan and Harriett. TTYL Jack

  • Miz Melizsays:

    March 3, 2012 at 4:18 pm

    Hi Jack! I am glad you took my calling you a nut as a compliment as it was meant to be! I believe we are all nuts and it is the new normal. Some of us are tough nuts to crack and others are real nut jobs. . . but you are like Mr. Peanut, quite the gentleman! Thanks for looking at my blog, an honor for me, truly! I have made a few changes and I am gearing up for guests posts. I would like to include your 10 rules and seeing how it is being passed around anyway, I am sure it is okay. However, I will wait for the okay from you personally. I look forward to hearing from you soon, fondly, Meliz

  • March 3, 2012 at 10:01 pm

    Hey Miz,

    It would be an honor–see it works both ways–to have you run my 10 Rules of Spectacular Failure on your blog. And if you need to cut out Stan and Harriet since they may be taken out of context by some Readers (don’t know why), that’s OK. Stan has been threatening to not appear on my blog unless I pay him, so whether he comes back again or not is a mystery, even to me. I just hope Stan stays well and doesn’t get in a skiing accident, get amnesia and then forget who he is. Hey, it could happen! Jack

    http://10minutesofbrilliance.com/2012/02/goldenbergs-10-rules-of-spectacular-failure/

Love & Marriage

Posted on May 1st, 2012 by & filed under Everything Miz Meliz, The Happiness Project

My husband and I have been married for twenty years now.  We are totally in love and we are a “happily married couple” in every sense of the phrase.  When people ask me how we stay happily married I usually give them the spiel about communication and being friends first, it takes an equal partnership, yadda, yada, yada.  All of those things are true of any healthy relationship.  With close friends, family and even at work things run smoothly if you follow one rule – If you don’t understand something, ask.  I believe what makes a happily married couple is two people who are happy to begin with that are willing to stay together.

There have been plenty of times when either one have us have been unhappy for one reason or another.  So far, we have been lucky to never be unhappy at the same time.  Sad at the same time, yes. Distressed, worried, yes.  We have always been able to support each other through difficult times.  Generally, my husband is a pretty happy guy!  When he has been unhappy about our marriage or about me, he was willing to work through it and he has always been very devoted to me.  Even at the worst of times, I have supported him and been able to stick with it.

I am an optimistic person for the most part.  I have suffered through clinical depression.  When I feel like the world is closing in on me, I begin to count my blessings and being married to this man is always at the top of the list!  Gratitude goes a long way on the path to happiness.  When I am truly happy with myself and my situation, my love flows freely.  When I am able to truly love, and be loving, the feeling spreads to those around me.  My beloved responds and showers me with his love.  The root of my happiness starts with what is in my own heart.

Our Wedding Day, April 11, 1992

My husband is my “true love.”  But, I have been in love before.  I had a crush on an upper classmen in high school and after he graduated, he came back to volunteer!  I was determined to get a date with him.  We became friends and did start dating.  I was trying to play things cool and was open to dating other people.  I thought I was doing the mature thing and that would keep him interested.  I had already begun dating the person I eventually married.  My big crush took the “high road” and stepped back to let me decide what (or who) I really wanted and he joined the Air Force.  When he left he said, “You’ll always be my girl.”

We wrote to each other for awhile and as would be expected, my relationship with the boy who stayed around got stronger.  After awhile, I lost touch with my crush.  But, in my heart, I was waiting for him to come home to me and sweep me off my feet.  Instead, I got a call from him to tell me he was getting married.  I was heartbroken!!  I asked him, “If we had kept writing to each other would I be the one making the wedding plans?”  He said simply, “You will always be my girl!”  That didn’t help!

Every few years, he would come home to visit family and friends.  No matter where I was living or working, he would find me.  Many times I would get a call out of the blue and it would be his deep distinctive voice saying, “Hey girl.”  My heart would sink.  I would get that tingly nervous feeling.  We would get caught up on each other’s lives.  When I saw him, I always had a feeling that I lost him when I had the chance and that he came around to see me because he wanted me to make a move.  I never had the nerve.  Besides, I was married to a wonderful guy!  Then, as both of our families grew, we lost touch again.  I hadn’t heard from him for a very long time.  We were friends on Facebook, but I really didn’t even follow or keep up on him anymore.  He had stayed in the Air Force as a career and had travelled the world.  It had been about six years since I heard from him.  Then I got a call at work.

He had retired, was divorced, and was planning to move back to the area.  What was that middle part?  And he wanted to know if we could get together when he was in town.  Was he back to sweep me off my feet?  It’s been twenty-five years since we had a romance and I was still thinking he could be coming back for me.  Well, not really.  The teenage girl trapped inside me who was still pining for him heard that he was coming back.  The sensible me did the right things and asked questions.  But that sneaky little girl was still curious!

He came to my office and took me out to lunch.  He was still handsome and interesting and was everything I had remembered him to be.  He told me all about how he and his wife split up.  He told me he needed to take care of his ailing parents. He asked me about my life, family and work. We talked for hours.  I decided to ask him what made him think of me and if he still had any feelings for me after all this time.  To be honest, I have no idea what he said.  He spoke.  It sounded positive. He said the right things, tactfully, sweetly, honestly.  I am sure of it.  But all I could think about was, “What the heck do I think I am doing?”

The adult me answered, “You are flattering yourself.”  True that!  I needed it and deserved it, everyone does!  After all, it was flattering.  He was coming for a visit down memory lane and he thought of me. But it definitely wasn’t at all because he wanted to see if I was willing to take him back after all these years.  Don’t think it’s because he is that much of a stand up guy that he wouldn’t break up my marriage.  Of course he wouldn’t.  But I’ll never know for sure.  No, it is because he was already seeing someone!!  It turns out that he was networking for job connections so that he could move here to be closer to his girlfriend!

I just want you to know that all of this nonsense taught me some lessons.   First, love never dies.  First love, school girl crushes, puppy love, it lasts as long as you remember how it felt to love someone.  Like a flower, you can tend to it and it can take root and grow and grow and eventually branch into new directions and last forever.  Or, you can pluck it and put it in water.  It may last awhile that way and be beautiful.  You can preserve the memory of its beauty and press it in a book.  It will remind you of your youth and how you were once someone’s girl.  But if you take it out and touch it and try and make it grow after all that time, it will crumble and fall apart.  Some things are just not meant to be.

That doesn’t mean it was a waste of time!  The other thing I learned is that an idea trapped in one’s mind fades away quite easily.  All you have to do is let go.  It took seeing him again to make that happen.  It took thinking about it and planning and evaluating all the what if’s and could I evers.  Could I have seduced him and begged him to come back to me?  Would he have?  Could I have a chance to start over?  I guess not or I would be writing a heated love connection story right now rather than giving advice on what to do about unrequited love!  The point is, I let go of the pipe dream.  I was the stand up girl.  I was in love with my husband.  I did not go looking for this guy!  I helped him get an interview at my work and put in a good word.  I was relieved when he didn’t get the job.  I’ll bet my husband was relieved, too!

Our 20th Anniversary

Love & Marriage

The Happiness Project

Chronically Distracted

May 1, 2012

by Melissa Reyes

http://mizmeliz.com

The FUN ZONE

Posted on April 23rd, 2012 by & filed under A Year With Myself, Everything Miz Meliz

Life should be fun, right?  I totally think so!  I wish everything was fun.  Or, even more fun!  We love to laugh in our family.  I am grateful for all the different kinds of laughter.  I love when people have “laugh-lines” instead of wrinkles.  I love when people laugh at my jokes or think I am funny.  I love to tickle little kids.  I still try to tickle mine.  I love smiles and snickers, giggles, and guffaws.  Welcome to my very own “Fun Zone”!  Tell me, what makes you laugh?

Here are my favorite laughs:

  • I know a kid who loves babies and kittens.  He’s a pretty tough guy most of the time, but has a soft spot for cute adorable little things.  There is this sound that he makes when he sees something that strikes a chord. . . a high-pitched whiny “Ohhaawwhh!”  Followed by a an airy gutteral half-laugh as if in utter disbelief that anything could be so cute.

 

  • This one is a crack-up to witness and then hilarious when you join in.  It’s that uncontrollable contagious giggle-snort-laugh that you just can’t stop and at first think it’s annoying until you get it too and everything seems funny and you just keep laughing and laughing until your eyes water and you think you might have just peed in your pants!!!!

 

  • The head-shake/nervous laugh combo.  AKA the “tell.”  When I want to know what happened and I say something totally funny and I get this reaction, I know they either don’t get the joke or they are up to something.   I don’t want to give away my secrets, but I can read this one like a book!

 

  • The sigh giggle that girls make when they are in love.  It starts with a deep breath and then a light “hahhhh. . . . hee hee hee.  They most likely are thinking about something he said or did.  Ah, young love.  Butterflies.  Hearts and roses.

 

  • The histerical outburst laugh that is made when you are reading something funny.  I’ll hear this once in awhile from my kids when they are playing a video game or using head phones, too.  It’s that loud. . . “HA!” followed by, “Oh my God!”  Ha ha ha ha ahhh ha ha!! Chuckle chuckle. . . trails off and then another “Ha!”

 

  • The laugh so hard you scare yourself gut-busting laugh.  This is the one that can actually wear you out if you keep it up long enough.  I went to a comedy club when I was pregnant once and the comedian was so funny, I laughed so hard I thought I was going to hurt the baby!  Comedy shows and movies are always on at my house and laughter is going on all the time.  I just love it!!

I am Fat and I am NOT SORRY!

Posted on April 23rd, 2012 by & filed under A Year With Myself, Be Inspired, Everything Miz Meliz

This is my reaction to, Journal Prompt – Bright Ideas: Cultivating and Capturing Good Ideas by C. A. Kobu on April 9, 2012

(Holly, That’s all it is, don’t worry!!)

Un-confessions. . .

I’m fat and I am not sorry!

I’m lazy (sometimes) and I am not sorry!

I don’t always pay my bills on time and I am not sorry!

I let my bank accounts go overdrawn.  I am not sorry.

I don’t answer my cell phone when it rings and I am not sorry.

I usually don’t listen to my voicemail messages, either.  I am not sorry.

I spend beyond my means sometimes.  I am not sorry.

I like being a working mom and I’m not sorry.

Sometimes I hate working.  Again, not sorry!

I don’t wear makeup and nail polish at all times and I am not sorry about it.

My house gets messy and cluttered and I am really not sorry.

 

Here is what I really feel about it.  Rather than apologizing for things being the way they are, I am going to say what I really mean.  I wish I was better at this.  I accept myself the way I am, but I sometimes think I should make an improvement.  These are my shortcomings, where I fall short of the standards that I would like to see myself achieve.  I am not really sorry that things are the way they are because this is me.  I like me!  I like myself just the way I am.  I’m pretty sure my family does, too!  I am proud of who I am.  I know that nobody is perfect and I do not strive for perfection.

What I value most in life is love, comfort and happiness.  That is my wish for everybody.  That is what I have been blessed with, in abundance!  I am a positive person.  I see the bright side of things.  I do not know why I have been apologizing about myself and my lifestyle.  I have no idea who I am making excuses to, other than my inner voice.  I won’t deny my inner voice, because without that prodding I would NEVER clean anything, put on make-up or eat another salad!!  These are good things that I do care about.  BUT, I AM NOT SORRY!

I am satisfied with the way I look and feel right now.  I will continue to make healthy choices and be good to my body.

Let’s replace “laziness” with “resting.”  I need to rest sometimes.

Bottom line, I pay my bills.

I need to be more responsible about my bank balance.

The best way to reach me is by text or email.  If you need to talk to me or want to chat, the best time to call is on the weekend mornings.

I always find a way to provide my family with what we need and want. It’s what I do.  I am careful about not going into debt.

Work is work.  It can’t be all rainbows and sunshine everyday!  Juggling work, home and kids is a circus act – fun, exciting, entertaining, but like juggling, it can be exhausting and risky!

I want to look my best at all times.  I can do this without piling on make-up and going to the salon every week.

My home is a lived in home where my family finds peace, comfort and joy.

 

“If I was not so busy, I would . . .”

This is the statement that I am truly most sorry for!  There are so many things that I want to do creatively, socially, civilly, for and with my family and friends.  I often use the excuse that I am too busy.  It’s not true.  It’s a lie.  And I am so sorry!  I do get overwhelmed at times and I do have lots on my mind.  Most likely, I am resting and playing Words with Friends, or Bejeweled Blast.  I will continue to strive to complete my projects and keep my commitments. I will communicate clearly with my family about what my intentions are and continue to post my work on my blog.

Blogging has become important to me.  I am meeting wonderful new people and my creativity is thriving.  My photography has improved.  I threw an amazing dinner party, I decorated Easter eggs, I have been sewing costumes, and building websites.  This year has been one creative project after another and I love it!  (Singing. . .”I Loooove IT!”)

A blossom is a flower in a complete form as well as the potential to be something else! Just like me!

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