It’s tough being a smart chick. It’s even tougher clucking and pecking in Wonderland, where all the single men (heck, ALL the men) have flown the coop to seek their fame and fortune.
There are so many fields to peck and so few birds willing to stray far from their hen houses, I am surprised anything gets accomplished. Actual local human beings are rare birds as of late, so we’ve had to fly on a wing and a prayer.
Our town is going through some tough times, for sure. Whether or not we survive and plump up has to do with perspective and where we focus our energy.
Some may wonder what everyone is cock-a-doodle-doing about it, but I can’t be running around like a chicken with its legs cut off while there are sad people in need of hugs and encouragement.
As a mother hen, I choose to chicken-dance my way down Main Street, spreading sunshine and lollipops, scattering random acts of kindness and soothing ruffled tail feathers.
Speaking of small fries, I’d like to share a delicious discovery.
Recently, I had the pleasure of sampling Dove chocolates. These babies are not your usual, run-of-the-mill morsels.
They are individually wrapped in foil, mighty tasty, and I was delightfully surprised to discover inspirational messages printed on the inside of each wrapping.
Personalized messages like “Go on a road trip” or “Laugh till it hurts” brightened my day, and then I got to thinking, why not create my own individual greetings?
I could order a box containing phrases like “Haven’t we met somewhere before?” or “Wendelicious in Wonderland.” Whatever it takes to make someone smile.
I whipped out my handy-dandy notebook (Santa bought me one!) and queried Dove online. They’d already been-there-done-that in the custom order department, and Dove personalizes M&Ms besides. Who knew?
To me, it’s all about thinking small. Instead of volunteering to solve all the problems of the world every second of my life, I give my mind permission to simplify, to focus on something as trivial as today, Jan. 27.
One tasty occasion I discovered is today is National Chocolate Cake Day. That should give us something to crow about!
On this day in history:
- Soviet troops liberated Nazi concentration camp Auschwitz in 1945;
- Three astronauts died in a flash fire during a test aboard Apollo One in 1967;
- The Vietnam Peace Accords were signed in 1973; and,
- Michael Jackson burned his head doing a Pepsi commercial in 1984.
Today, we celebrate Family Literacy Day. Read on, man!
Guns N Roses are playing a concert tonight in Montreal and Tom Cruise’s first ex-wife, Mimi Rogers, is celebrating her 35th-for-the-18th-time birthday.
It isn’t just another ordinary day; there is always something happening on the farm. Life flies by minute by minute, day by every paltry-farming day. We must gobble every grain of happiness we can.
Birthday boy Lewis Carroll wrote in his book, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland:
"'There is no use trying,' said Alice; 'one can't believe impossible things.'
“'I dare say you haven't had much practice,' said the Queen. 'When I was your age, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.’”
Carroll would have turned 178 today and I appreciate his words.
Right about now, some of you are thinking, “How can she possibly be that happy; doesn’t she ever have a down day?” Absolutely I do.
I am a real person with real feelings. I strive to be happy. I pray, I dream, I laugh. And I run like hell when a man actually pays attention to me, but that’s another story!
Instead of yelling “Fowl!” about what the future holds, stop brooding about things we have no control over.
Life has an incubation period with a pinch of déjà moo, so keep on eating the smiles and chuckles. Roasting, clucking and henpecking leave most of us feeling like we've been invaded by avians. No bones about it.
Before we beak off about being egg-bound or having cage-layer fatigue, repeat after me: “Today, I won’t flip everyone the bird; today I will eat chocolate and embrace my inner groovy chick.”
Save a chicken, eat a Dove, babe.