Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Use Your Words

The word is your oyster, and so is the world, when you use your words.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Halo

You’ll never believe what happened to me at a big-box name brand store.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

1-800-KARMA

Living the dream within fifteen minutes or less.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

The Belle

You too can dwell in the consciousness of “ALL IS WELL.”

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Calling Card

It’s all about inspiration and a little bit of levity.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Go Higher

What to say to an ego that won’t let go.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

A Wise Word

Wise words from an 89-year-old hot shot to a newlywed husband.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Not So Subtle

From subtle to sublime, it’s your choice every time.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Deeply, Truly

How to take that first dive into the world of possibilities.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

To Forgive

Forgiveness: Now that’s a hard pill to swallow.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

The Bear Facts

From follies to facts, and why we need to pay attention.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Free-range

Quieting the mind with some good old common sense.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Fuss Butt

How not to freak out when company visits. But don’t listen to me. I freak out.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Sensei

My face takes on the appearance of a mood ring.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Grow On

Unexpected advice from a spiritual counselor.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

True Grit

This is where my petticoat and I brave it alone.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

True Love

The “tsunami” hit around 3 p.m.

Finding Your Yes

Breathe

Memories of a Forgotten Lifetime

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Work-arounds

The fireworks began a little earlier than planned.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Mistakes

My Higher Self decided it was time to step in on my behalf.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Delayed

There is a good reason why.

Breathe

Memories of a Forgotten Lifetime

Make a Wish

From homemade to home run.

Here is the reason why I love my husband so very much. My birthday happens to be during the latter part of the Christmas season, and my middle brother’s birthday is the day before mine. So you can imagine how much celebration remains when my birthday finally arrives. Can you hear the balloons deflating one after another? Sssss.

Now my mother did her absolute best to put on her party face and embrace the fact that there was one more upcoming celebration. Never mind the fact that my youngest brother’s birthday is one week after my birthday.  I know!

Just like the deflating balloons, my birthday last year was a bit of a fizzle, and my husband knew it. So this year he wanted to do something extra special for me. Well sure enough, upon his return from the grocery store he proceeded to remove from the grocery bag: a box of baking soda, a bottle of pure vanilla extract, a bottle of nutmeg, and a large plastic bag filled with unshelled walnuts. And as he pulled out the last ingredient from the bag, he said, “I’m going to make you a zucchini bread for your birthday!  We can use up the fresh zucchinis in the fridge!”

Now keep in mind the last time my husband made food for me was in a crock pot. It was exactly nineteen years ago . . . and it burned.  However, he does make a mean scrambled eggs and a wicked Seven Layer Bar.

The first words out of my mouth were, “But, we don’t even have a nutcracker.” “We don’t?,” he replied. “Noooo. . .” The look of confusion appeared on his face, which completely melted my heart.  This was the sweetest gesture ever, which meant more to me than any birthday gift, because he knew how much I wanted to make a wish this year with my pink birthday candle.

So after hashing it out and upon his insistence that I have a proper dessert in which to hold my candle, we decided to purchase a dessert from our friend.  She owns a small cafe and her food is delicious.  Problem solved.  It was a win-win for the both of us.

Sometimes the smallest and sweetest gestures in life yield the biggest returns.