Villain = Evil, wicked person. Within this popular term or saying, “I’m in my villain-era”, I’m not for one second buying the evil part, but the wicked part is in fact wickedly delectable to me. Not (no longer) giving a damn about what anybody else thinks, being the bigger person, or taking the high road isn’t about you now doing wrong to others who wronged you (well, not always), but about taking back your power to choose. It’s not about resetting your personality to be stuck on cruel, but to finally be selfish—in the most positive sense of the word. It’s a return to yourself. Disclaimer: Also, never be the…
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How to Turn Midlife Milestones into Lasting Happiness
When my daughter turned 18, it reminded me of something simple but easy to forget: big birthdays are automatic milestones. They come with balloons, dinners, photos, and all the “you’re grown now, woohoo” speeches. There are umpteen scripts for turning 13 through 25 — the OG markers of independence, responsibility, and new beginnings. But guess what: milestones don’t just belong to the kiddos. Sure, we still celebrate those over 30 birthdays with or without parties with 40-deep friends, or sheet cakes full of candles; but it’s a combo of ‘yeah, you’ve made it another year and we love you’ — yet, unless we actively choose it, we don’t tie it…
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How to Fill Your Life With Abundance, Not Assignments
Like everyone else I know, I still have bills, work, and endless to-do lists not going anywhere. But in my never-ending search to do more fun shit, as I’ve been flipping through my calendar and the last few months of 2025, it’s stacked more with assignments, not abundance. Yep, there’s holiday things, parties, pop-ins, etc., all of which I love. But I’m fully being greedy and I want more, tons more, of the smaller things that fill me up just as much as the big ones. More time with friends, laughing over foolishness, serious things, and everything in between. So that’s… Squeezing in spontaneous fun Shifting things around for simple…
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How Fall Can Welcome in Better Habits
Whoever hurt Summer, come to the front immediately! Because right now she’s almost all packed up. Her bags — overspilling with flip-flops, beach days, and late sunsets — are at her feet, and fall (autumn) is already waiting, eager to be tagged in. Now, I know, especially here in Maryland, that a few of those 650-degree weeks were a little sizzling, shall we say, but it wasn’t all bad… right? I don’t hate the cooler temps wafting in — when you can actually be and sit outside without the frenzy of a thousand bugs or the need to take 15 showers to find relief from that sticky feeling. But damn,…
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How To See If You’re Choosing Not to Choose Happiness
I know… weird title, right? But I was thinking about this the other day. Not feeling bad, or stuck, or even bored, but because I was pausing on finishing something minor, I knew I needed to do, and had the time to do it. In my case, it was crazy simple, like having to find some images for my already written posts, yet I was actively choosing not to do it. Am I a dumb arse… maybe? But the way my brain is wired, it got me thinking and examining, and rethinking why. Why was I choosing not to just do it, when there was zero reason holding me back…
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Will You Still Love Your Passion Project in 5 Years?
Open your closet, wardrobe, clothing racks, or wherever you store your clothes, and take a good look. I mean really look closely. Out of all that’s hanging, folded, stuffed, or shoved in somewhere, and don’t forget what’s been left to fry in the dryer, how many do you actually wear? Not stare at, slide past to find that specific top, but put on and go out in? I’m betting that for most of us, the number is probably smaller than you think or want to admit. Maybe 10%, or 20% if you’re really lucky and diligent about changing up your look. Not to mention if you work from home, have a uniform,…
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How To Get What You Want: The Power In Asking
It’s Time To Say It or Stay Stuck. Though I was never a shy kid, it still didn’t mean that I always asked for what I wanted, at least not up front and clearly. I 100% shook my head and bawled tears in my mum’s kitchen at the myriad of colorful and flavorful foods I refused to eat for no good reason. Yeah, I absolutely did that, but let’s press on, shall we. But when I did ask for what I wanted, it worked out more often than not. Now, with my daughters, I realize what I wish I’d practiced more myself: always asking. Emphasis on the ‘always’. Of getting…
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We’re Gen X and We’re Not New–We’re Just ‘AI Social’ New
Not too late either. Just starting from experience. We were here before Google. Before TikTok, Instagram, all the ‘GPTs,’ and every one of those terrifying “Just wait for it…” jump-scare Reels. We made the wickedest, flyest mixtapes. Ensuring the room was more silent than a baby gnat’s fart while holding down the clunky play + record buttons simultaneously, then easing off the pause with ninja-like precision. Today’s young’uns can’t imagine that kind of timing or level of dedication. From Mixtapes to Memes: Digital Life and AI Lingo After 40. Amazingly, we survived the plethora of disks. Floppy, hard, and CD. And no one could tell us that a strategic blow…
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Done Is Better Than Dreamed: A Real Way to Begin
Why Starting Still Feels So Damn Hard (Even When You’re Ready) You’re on your treadmill, or out on a walk, wrapping up watching the 9th video when you swore video #8 was *the one*. Then video #10 pops up, making you doubt everything all over again. Fast forward to after your shower and a meal that still doesn’t have enough protein to sustain your Big Age, and now you’re umpteen videos deep. Yet, somehow, you’re more confused than when you started, and mad enough to contemplate letting your idea, ‘your thing’, pass you by – again, wondering if it’s just you. Procrastination Station Welcome to OVER-DOING-TOO-MUCH. Well, that’s what I’ve…
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We All Have Unique Gifts. How To See Yours Clearly
We do. I promise you we do. I know at times when I’ve heard the word ‘gift’ in relation to a person, I’m envisioning two wild ends of the spectrum. Either someone so loud and obvious, like a mega star, think of the names of some favorites. The A-list types with the one-off voices, and albums you own multiple copies of, and would buy again and again. Or, for those with deeper pockets than mine, the conversation pieces from award-winning artists recognized by national galleries. Or on the other end, a child who’s a huge step ahead of their peers because, at the age of 2, they can double-tie their…
