Lazy Sunday Wisdom with Calvin and Hobbes

We’re keepin’ it short and sweet this week.

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Hobbes is the epitome of all that is perfection.

I mean.. he had to ask if the salmon was fresh before deciding whether or not to hand Calvin over to the monsters. Poor Cal, I’m sure he ended up going overboard. The salmon is fresh, so can you even blame Hobbes?! I sure can’t. Salmon is the bee’s knees.

Don’t tell my future kids, but if the monsters offer up a kitten to cuddle or some brownies to chow down on… well, let’s just say there will be one less mouth to feed at the table the next morning.

Kids, if you’re reading this sometime in the future, I love you more than kittens and brownies. Just a smidge, but that’s all it takes. 😉

-LP

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Lazy Sunday Wisdom with Calvin and Hobbes

Kid’s say the darnedest things.

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Calvin is no exception. Knowing my personality and that of my other half, we are seriously in for it when we have kids; then again, what parents don’t feel that way? Calvin chooses to imitate his father in such an amazing way; he doesn’t choose to complain about cleaning his room or doing chores, but rather he goes on about  building character. I’m sure that years from now, were Calvin a real lad, he would be able to appreciate the tasks his father made him complete. Building character isn’t easy, but it’s something you’ve got to (sometimes) force your kids to do.

Looking back on my childhood really makes me grateful for my father. He always chose to put my brother and I first. He always had our best interests at heart, even if it didn’t always feel like it. As a child and then a teen, we butted heads constantly. He’s definitely the guy I get my hardheadedness from, but he’s also the one I look up to most. He’s the person I most want to be like when it comes to both parenting and life. He’s strong and has always been the kind of parent that I feel beyond grateful to have been blessed with.

My dad has countless stories of me from when I was a sassy child. Come on over, he’ll talk your ear off about both my brother and I; I was the spunky and hardheaded one. My little brother was much less confrontational with my parents back then and we’re both pretty much the same way. I’m still sassy and outspoken and he’s the quiet one. While my dad has plenty of stories to laugh at about the two of us; back in the day, it was no laughing matter. When I sassily told my dad that he didn’t come with an instruction manual so I just didn’t know how to deal with him, I know he fought back the laughter; just like when I was forced to write sentences for talking back and I drew one line from the top of the page to the bottom for every I, L, and T in the sentence “I will not talk back.” He let me off the hook for that one, because he thought it was so clever. He’s told me that he had no doubt I was his kid  and that he would have his hands full when I came to him with that page.  When it come to your kids, sometimes it’s hard to hold in the laughter, even when you should.

Although I don’t have any children of my own, babysitting has definitely given me a bit of an idea as to how sassy children can be. Goodness, it’s so hard to not laugh at them when they’re being little sassy sasquatches. I guess that can be a big struggle as a parent; your kids do something hysterical and you’ve got to try to keep your composure to not encourage their  little sassy episodes, even if you secretly love them.

Calvin’s parents sum up most parents; you want to be mad, but you can’t help but to laugh the moment you get a moment to yourself. All in all, we want to raise children to be productive members in society. It’s our responsibility to give them the tools they need to figure out this thing called life and it’s not an easy thing to do, but I’m sure it’s rewarding. Teach those little babes well.

-LP

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I’ve noticed as we grow, we try to tame the wild parts of ourselves.

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I realized this fact, yet again, as I was looking at myself in the mirror this morning, running my fingers through the halo of messy brown hair framing my bare face. At 15, I let the curls do their thing, but now I wake up early to smooth them into a more respectable form; I spend 10 minutes applying makeup to this face in order to “accentuate my features.” I spend a majority of my morning trying to transform into a version of myself that I’ve somehow grown into.

Why is it that as we age we feel the need to be tame? Is that just me? Surely, I cannot be the only one who feels like I’ve let go the colorful and crazy pieces of themselves. I was so eager to grow up; I wanted to have the freedom that came along with adulthood, but I didn’t realize how much would change and how quickly. I can’t stay up on the phone until 6 am and roll out of bed at 7 for work without looking and feeling like a zombie. It’s no longer “appropriate” to wear bright blue nail polish and 5 friendship bracelets on one wrist. I can’t even remember the last time I spent an entire day dancing around and eating chips by the handful without a care in the world. When did I last run for fun and not exercise? When’s the last time I spent the entire day in bed with a book and didn’t feel guilty about it? I still remember illegally piercing my cartilage at 15 and hiding it from my mother; over a year ago, I removed that little token of defiance. I think it’s time to put it back in.

But, now I actually separate my wash into lights and darks. I know how to properly iron a pair of trousers and tie the perfect Windsor knot (thanks dad!). I have to file taxes and pay bills. I realize how expensive gas is and why people complain about utilities; I can hold my own in debates about politics, religion, and culture, but truth is, I still know more about Harry Potter than I’d like to admit. I still toy with the idea of painting my toenails blue and when I’m feeling extra saucy I wear an anklet in the summer. Crazy, I know. I just wish I had realized how quickly life goes by; my dad always said that once you leave high school, time flies by. I always laughed at the thought, but as I walked across the stage at my high school commencements, I realized that I was closing another chapter and moving to the next.

On thanksgiving morning, I looked at myself in the mirror before walking out the door. I turned my head from left to right, pushed a strand of perfectly straightened, short, brown hair behind my ear, and looked into my spectacle framed eyes. I sighed when I realized that I’m no longer seventeen. Now let me explain; I don’t feel old, but I just caught a glimpse at myself and I look so different. I have faint wrinkles around my eyes when I smile and I wear diamond studs, glasses, and I do my hair and makeup each day. I don’t recognize myself. When I think about what I look like, I still imagine myself at seventeen. I still imagine the long wavy brown hair and the young, innocent chocolate eyes I once had. I don’t know when life morphed into this entirely new chapter, but the page turned so quickly, I must not have had the chance to notice this time.

-LP

Lazy Sunday Wisdom with Calvin and Hobbes

Today’s analysis is going to be short and sweet.

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Calvin is basically my spirit animal; I completely understand where he is coming from. We don’t always want to learn the necessary tools needed for life, but we can all agree that, more often than not, they’re essential. They boyf and I were talking about some of the necessary tools we have to acquire to actually excel both in life and in our careers/hobbies. As a musical fella, he had to take a step back and learn music theory; I had to realize that editing is necessary. We had to let go of the notion that creating is meant to be a romantic affair; in reality, writing is a massive amount of hard work which consists of vomiting words onto a page and editing them into something of substance and creating music isn’t much different.

Calvin’s dad is that voice of reason we all need; we have to learn certain tools in order to become anything. We could have continued creating with a childlike obliviousness, thinking that we don’t need to refine our skills or attempt to do better. We could have pulled a Calvin and chosen to pretend that being creative means brilliance just flows from you and that we shouldn’t have to try; that skills are unnecessary, but it would have been a huge disservice to ourselves. So, even if you don’t think you need to learn a skill, odds are, you probably do, so just accept it.

Until next time.

-LP

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Lazy Sunday Wisdom with Calvin and Hobbes

You’re in luck, there’s a double dose of Calvin and Hobbes this week.

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Calvin and Hobbes really like to get into the nitty-gritty of life while keeping that childlike charm alive; it’s quite admirable. I love how Calvin’s dad is honest with his son; sure he might be stalling, but we all do. Life isn’t as black and white as it may sometimes seem. We might as well be honest about it, It’s easy to have an opinion when you don’t have to support it. But when you’re required to own up to your beliefs, the situation can get a bit sticky and oftentimes we try to keep the peace by avoiding that which makes us uncomfortable.  It’s human nature to want to stay in our little comfort zone; Calvin’s dad is merely showcasing what we are prone to doing.

As much as we try to wriggle our way out of situations that make us uncomfortable when it comes to expressing our opinions, we are allowed to have them. Opinions are not right or wrong, they just are; you might not have the most popular view, but you’re still allowed to have it. As Anne Frank put it, “People can tell you to keep your mouth shut, but that doesn’t stop you from having your own opinion.” It’s a valid statement; while I might not agree with you, that doesn’t mean you’re not entitled to that opinion, just like I’m entitled to mine regardless of whether or not we choose to vocalize it.


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I love this second strip. It shows how we feel dependent upon things to make our lives interesting, but in reality we have exactly what we need inside of ourselves. During the black out of 2003; we were completely out of power for a few days and at 10 years old, once my Game boy died, I was bored out of my mind.

I remember sitting in my living room with my parents and younger brother, candles surrounding us and asking my parents what they used to do back in the day for fun. It wasn’t until we just walked outside and found random things to do, that I realized that not having power wasn’t really that big of a deal. We ended up taking all of our freshly bought groceries over to a friend’s house with about 5 other families and cooked all the food we had. There were more than 20 of us, hanging out around the bonfire, enjoying a potluck, and running around through the woods. It truly showed me that I don’t need a certain toy or even electricity to have fun. Our imagination was enough.

Calvin thinks that he needs his wagon to make noise in order for it to be fun, but in the end he realizes that he and Hobbes can make all the racket needed to enjoy it. The excitement comes from within, even though oftentimes we don’t realize it.

-LP

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Lazy Sunday Wisdom with Calvin and Hobbes

Let’s see what the guys have for us this week.

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I have to admit, Calvin and Hobbes are basically perfect. I can honestly say that I haven’t spent much time reading their comics, but in the past month that I’ve known them, I’ve just loved it all. Their little conversation on the sled fits into our lives so perfectly. I mean, how many situations have you been in where you have the choice between something going amazingly well or winding up like a pile of crap? Unless you’re like 5 years old, I’m telling you, you’ve had plenty! I know that I’ve had lots of situations in which I have crashed and burned, but quite frankly more often than not, the ride has been worth it What is life without a bit of risk?!

I just love how Hobbes is the glass half full kind of fella, while Calvin is a bit more realistic; they’re truly two sides of the same coin. They’re expressing thoughts we’ve all had ourselves. Sometimes we’re dangerously optimistic and other times we’re a bit of a downer. It’s okay to be both! I mean, have you met those people that are constantly smiling and like insanely happy? I feel so overwhelmed when I’m dealing with them! I can feel my cheeks burning during a conversation with them because of all the fake smiling and nodding. Is that mean to say? It might be, but it’s true.  On the other hand, when you have someone who is always so sad and down in the dumps, you want to make them feel better. It’s hard and sometimes it can feel like it’s your responsibility. It can be just as draining at times. If you ask me, it’s just good to be both.

You know what else is good? Taking risks and making your way down the road less traveled. I am currently walking down that path myself; I mean, how many people leave a career path that is a great way to make a living to become a writer, when you don’t even have a big portfolio or savings to fall back on? I mean, I’m working a crappy job to pay the bills and slaving away all day checking cats in and out (yeah, I work at a cat clinic. It’s basically the best place in the world for a closet cat lady). Someday in the not so distant future, I’ll be leaving this life behind; a life that I’ve known and loved forever, to rush across the Atlantic to be with a man I love. Who does that?!

What if it doesn’t pan out? What if my writing never takes off? What if he’s actually some crazy person who just wants me for my feline knowledge? Well… if any of those things happen, it will have been worth it. I’m okay with the idea of my life not going as planned, because what truly goes as planned? Nothing! But don’t be a sissy weasel and choose not to even try! Go for the crazy ride. Life can go one of two ways, you can risk it all and have a huge pay off or you can deal with the crap that comes with failure. It’s worth the risk, and you know what,  if you crash and burn, pick yourself up. You’ll be alright.

Until next time.

-LP

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Lazy Sunday Wisdom with Calvin and Hobbes

I’d like to start out by saying that you can expect to see some Calvin and Hobbes Wisdom each Sunday, so keep your eyes peeled!

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Let’s be realistic here; who likes to leave their comfort zone? If you raised your hand, put that bad boy back down because you’re lying;  if you’re not lying please come find me and teach me your ways. Seriously though, how much do you charge?

It’s so much easier to just be comfortable and never put yourself out there, but it is so damn important that we don’t fall into that trap. However, I will say that I’ve been there, done that, and I’ll probably do it all over again (and probably once more, if we’re being honest). That being said, it’s truly no way to live life. So let’s make a pact to set down that tablet, cell phone, or put away that computer, get off of our butts and go explore the world around us.

All too often we are so wrapped up in our technology or other crap that just truly does not matter. We would rather live life vicariously through others than actually live it ourselves. We can’t accept that any longer. I know how hard it is to put yourself out there, especially if you suffer from anxiety or anything of the sort.

But just do it.

Seriously. Just do it. It’s scary, it’s hard, there’s no denying that, so I won’t even try to. But just realize that you can’t live your life hidden in the corner of your apartment. Stop standing by the walls at the party. Don’t sit in the back of the classroom. Go socialize! Go explore! Sit in the front, dammit! Try it. It’s going to seem uncomfortable and weird at first, but once you do it a few times it will  get easier. I promise. It won’t always be scary.

I totally understand that sometimes you just need someone to be the catalyst and get the ball rolling, so grab a friend and hit the streets. The world is your damn oyster (is that cheesy? Yeah, but who doesn’t like some cheese? Sprinkle that shit on everything.).  If someone is pulling your hand and trying to get you to go explore with them, grab a hold and take that first step! Calvin needed his dad to push Hobbes and himself out the door; his father even told him that he would enjoy it, and he was right!

See? As much as we hate to admit it, other people can be right! Especially our parents. Our parents are generally right, if we’re going to be honest. Which we are, because why stop now?

They might share their wisdom in an off-putting way, and because we are obviously so much cooler and hip we choose to ignore it, but give what they have to say a quick listen.

Try to understand the jist of what they’re saying and then apply it to your life in a way that makes sense to you. They truly have your best interest at heart even when it’s hard to see it. I must admit, I used to be pretty damn guilty of pretending that my parents were never right; that they could never have possibly gone through this situation or even have a frame of reference. I think that’s just how it is when you’re a child, regardless of your age.

I’d like to think that I’ve outgrown that phase, to an extent. I’ll admit that I still disagree with my parents, sometimes just because I must know better, right? I mean I am 23 and I’ve basically seen it all (note the sarcastic tone). Let’s be real though, when it comes down to it, our parents are wiser as much as we hate to acknowledge it.  Hopefully one day when I’m old and gray, explaining why my child’s actions are wrong or just plain stupid, they’ll hop onto this little diddy and realize that I too, felt just like them.

Maybe one day.

-LP

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