All of your responses to the original post about chaos and the follow-up post about being humbled have been helpful and insightful. Thank you for pondering and exploring this with me.One time I was explaining blogs and blogging (and my blog itself) to my sister-in-law. At the time, I had been following a couple of bloggers who seemed to generate tons of traffic and comments from topics that people wanted to debate. She said, “Well, your blog sounds like it’s too helpful and positive! You need to generate some controversy!” Several friends who know me well seconded that. They said, “You hate conflict so much, it’s a wonder you like to blog so much!”So this almost felt like I’d done it — I’d generated some controversy! I’ve been reading all the comments and the various opinions are fascinating! Thank you to everyone who took time to write.I still feel that the challenging perspective from the comment yanked me out of my one-track train of thought and helped crank open the gratitude gates.Though I hope not in a fake way, like some of you cautioned against in the comments. I agree that those who blog life stuff ideally are able to maintain their “voice” and style while keepin’ it real.I also see the value in choosing to think about my life and express gratitude. I’ve appreciated the efforts of Ann V. and the many in her Gratitude Community, and Iris‘ Thankful Thursday to promote gratitude as a personal habit or practice.I’d love to talk more about this, but I only have a few minutes to write a post today.So I thought I would abruptly change the subject and show you what came out of my closet during all of this upheaval.
1985.A good year?Looks like the model thinks so, or else she suddenly thought of The Fonz.
“Aaaaayyyyyyyyy.”
Ahh, Happy Days…
You sure you didn’t have a Pinkarelli (sp?) jacket too? 😆
I miss Happy Days. 🙁
I’m 1987. A great year!
“Happy Days” must have been in re-runs in 1985, but when I saw the pix that my daughter took and saw the thumbs up, I thought, “What was I thinking?” Then I thought of Fonzie. Fonzie actually wore a brown leather jacket didn’t he?
Yeah, something like a dark brown or rusted, worn one. I wasn’t old enough at the time to see it while it was active, but I grew up loving those great re-runs of Happy Days, I Love Lucy, Brady Bunch, etc.
I think I’d better check the closet to see what’s happening to your brother’s jacket–it’s even older!
Aww! You are so cute, Ann!!
My brother’s letter-jacket-arms did the same thing (I didn’t have a letter jacket; thespians didn’t get them)…gross.