My Halloween plans are simple: make Max wear a costume and watch scary movies while indulging in too many snacks. Growing up, I never, ever, watched anything scary. If I did, it led to many, many nightmares. Only within the last 10 years or so, have I summoned the courage to regularly watch scary movies. And I kind of like them, particularly the ones with real scares versus torture porn/slasher films. Those movies make my eyes close because the never-ending violence grows tiresome, not because I’m ready to leap out of my chair and run around my apartment shouting redrum.
I am on a journey to figure out who I am and what I stand for; to find my purpose; to feel comfortable in my skin. This is a work in progress, an ongoing journey with many points and one that never stops until my last breath. Once upon a time I was a meek rabbit, but now I am becoming a ferocious lion who is protective of this very special creature I call Tanya. I was recently reminded of my power from (of all things) a car commercial.
I don’t know about you, but I cannot wait for this election to be over. The amount of toxicity is overwhelming and polluting every aspect of our lives. It seems like no safe havens exist. I’ve even DNFed two books, not because they were bad, but the jerk-like characters and circumstances felt too real to be entertainment. Books are my happy place and the fact I find little pleasure in reading these days makes Tanya grumpy. And no one wants to deal with a crappy Tanya, especially me. 😀
Guilty pleasures, also known as our little, naughty secrets that we hide from the world because they either embarrass us or we get a little buzz from doing them. We all have a few and today I’m sharing mine, inspired by my friend, Kathy. To be quite honest, it took me awhile to come up with mine. My life is rather dull. I don’t harbor dark secrets or live a second, hidden life. But there are a few things that I don’t openly share because … well, I feel a little foolish about most of them. Like really, Tanya? You love/do that? Yup. Yes, I do.
It’s time for my favorite monthly post: book reviews! This month I read my weight in books. Seriously. I was dealing with allergy issues and the blahs, so I spent most of my time sneezing and reading books. Even better, no book earned the dreaded loathe title, with many instead earning the coveted love title. This makes me so happy. We give hours of our lives to reading and it only seems fair that they spin a worthy yarn.
I’m not going to lie, folks. September was somewhat of a meh month for me. Nothing bad or awful has happened. It just was — meh. Previously, I might have sunk into the meh for a long period, but I’m getting better at recognizing when it happens and pulling myself out, eventually. One way I do that is through gratitude and appreciating all the blessings in my life, so today I’m giving thanks for my favorite season: glorious Fall.