February is Going to Be F*cking Fantastic

My friend Ben and I have decided “Will Power” challenges suck.*

I’m turning 30 in 6 days. I’ve decided to challenge myself in a different way, starting with February.
Every day I read twitter. I enjoy social media with strangers far more than I ever did when I was on Facebook. One stranger who inspires me is Lisa Bonchek Adams (@AdamsLisa) Every morning I wake up to this tweet:

For those of you who don’t know, she is in treatment for metastatic breast cancer. You can read more about her on her website. Her daily tweet is a wonderful reminder that we are responsible for the beauty in our lives. Every day I tell myself I’m going to heed her advice.

So far…I haven’t done so well.

I’ve decided to challenge myself to find a bit of beauty,  or create some, every day in February. I encourage you to join me on Instagram. Please use the hashtag #dailybeauty and tell your friends to join you. Let’s encourage and inspire each other to focus on the beauty. Hopefully, it will overwhelm the ugly, in whatever way that is being manifested in our lives.

I am also going to send “a month of letters“. Would you like to receive a letter? Text me your mailing address, or email me at rinniekirk at gmail dot com.

Lastly, I’ll be enjoying my meals. I read this piece by Gluten Free Girl. It really hit home with me. She asks one of her friends why she loses weight when she is on vacation. This is something I experience as well. It seems odd because I don’t restrict myself on vacation. The answer is basically because we “Enjoy the hell out of our food.” when we’re on vacation.

I’m going to do that more this month. It’s not measurable.** Yet, I still feel it is a very important goal.

Hopefully, it will become who I am. “The woman who enjoys the hell out of her food.”

There are worse things to be known as.

*I’m pretty sure that’s where he stands. It’s possible that the last time we discussed this he was drunk.
**Theoretically, it’s measurable on a scale which, I’m ignoring.


If you don’t follow me on Instagram, I posted a pic of the flyer we distributed today. (The one on IG is fake, I made a real one with contact info) Haven’t found the owners yet. 

However, we did receive 2 calls.

One from a woman who saw him that night and has been feeling guilty ever since because she didn’t bring him in. She was sure he froze to death and was so happy he was safe.
The other was from an older woman on our street asking if we needed help with cat supplies while we take care of him.”I know you didn’t expect this to happen. I was wondering if you needed help taking care of him.” I explained that we had plenty of supplies and that we were prepared since we run our own zoo. I thanked her and told her that while we hadn’t heard from his owners, people are lining up to adopt him. To which, she responded “Well, you are doing a GREAT job!”

Even if we don’t find his owners, my faith in humanity is restored. These two people (whom I’ve never met) were so concerned about his well being.

Sometimes doing the right thing is hard. I really didn’t want to do the flyer thing. Mostly, because I’m lazy. It took a whopping hour and a half out of my day. An hour and a half that would’ve been spent watching two episodes of Law & Order SVU.

If the people who found Maddie when she went missing had done the flyer thing, it would’ve saved me a LOT of heartache and tears. (and more tears and gnashing of teeth) We’re still hopeful that he will be reunited with his family. 

P.S. A lot of people have asked about adopting him if his owners aren’t found.
That makes me furiously happy!
I didn’t realize I was getting messages about this at the same time Cary was. We have to go with who requested him first, in order to be fair. I never thought people would be lining up to take him. It makes my heart grow three sizes.
Our friends Kristin and Jonny were the first to ask. I encourage you other wonderful people to go save an animal from a shelter! You have no idea how much a pet will change your life, while you’re saving theirs.

New Year, New Me?

I remember when I was 19, I had some friends who were close to turning 25 and were freaking out about it. TWENTY FIVE! Who freaks out about 25? The only bad thing for me at 25 was that my mom was dying…

Now that I think about it 25 was a HORRIBLE year. But, it had nothing to do with my age.

In 30 days, I’ll be 30.

I’ll be honest, I’m freaking out a bit. There is so much good in my life. I am incredibly blessed by the life that Cary and I have made. But, I can’t help but feel as if the clock is ticking quickly and time is running out. I feel like this is quite possibly my middle age.

Before you think I’m just typically freaking out about 30 allow me to explain.

My Grandmother (mom’s mom) died at age 46 from uterine cancer. My mother died at 56, ultimately from complications of cancer.

It’s not looking good for me…

As much as I know I take better care of myself than my mother did (and likely better than her mother did) I can’t help but feel that cancer is an inevitability. Even though it does not occupy my thoughts on a constant basis, this impending birthday makes me think about it more.

Don’t worry I won’t break in to a Tim McGraw song, but I’m going to stop wallowing in the “I’m gonna die early” pit. I recently watched a fantastic movie called “About Time” that made me truly appreciate my incredibly ordinary life. Ultimately, I don’t have a million items to check off a bucket list. And that’s really OK. I just want to live my delightfully ordinary life for a long time.

In an attempt to make myself feel better, I listed all of the things I have accomplished during my time on this planet. While I don’t plan to enumerate them all here, I will tell you my favorite.

I’ve been able to make myself happy.

I am able to find happiness in my current situation. The day to day minutiae of life has the ability to take my breath away with its beauty. Every day? Of course not! Do I wish some things were different? Who doesn’t? Lately, I try my hardest to be in the moment (keeping my phone down) and just enjoying myself. Have you had someone give you their undivided attention for an hour, recently? And you have returned in kind? If you haven’t, let me tell you:


What an easy thing to make someone feel important! You need to do this!*

More than any other resolution for 2014, I resolve to culture the ability to make myself happy. It is possible (and likely) that I’ve just convinced myself that I have this ability because I’ve spent the last 2 days cooped inside the house with Cary, being lavished with quality time.

If that is the case, I’m holding onto this feelingfor as long as possible.

*I want to thank all the people in my life that do this for me. You’re reading this blog. I know you are, because we talk about it during our undivided-attention-giving-time.