So. I missed Friday (and Saturday). So here I am posting on Sunday.
I am so cheating.
Whatevs.
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In which I talk about stuff and stuff
So. I missed Friday (and Saturday). So here I am posting on Sunday.
I am so cheating.
Whatevs.
No thoughtful blag post tonight because I was busy being (watching) Saved, a cute little movie. I laughed and I cried and I stayed up too late.

I have had a productive evening with the working from home and the getting the podcast ready. Which means I am inclined to punk out on my blag post.
But not before I give you a little Lounging with LannaLee ProTip:
In the side bar of this site, off to the right, is a podcast player. It’s under the heading “Latest Lounge,” and it has the audio of the most recent Lounging with LannaLee episode.
Right now, as you can see below (and to the right), I have tomorrow’s lounge showing. It won’t be publishing on Lounging with LannaLee until after midnight. But it is available for you to listen to right now on Musings of Lanna Lee Maheux.
This happens every week, every time I have a podcast that is ready before midnight. So if you are a great Fan of Lounging with LannaLee you don’t have to wait for your next fix!

By all rights I should be posting lol cat pictures to off-set my “serious” post from yesterday. And tonight I feel strange. I’m still at my work-desk, getting ready to leave the building, and I am wondering if I should even go online tonight. {So I write my post now, before I leave.}
I feel weird. My hair is too long. I hate the shirt I am wearing. My ears are ringing. I am not looking forward to the drive home.I want to say (write) something funny and divine, but I ain’t got it in me. Right now.
And if I started faking it and acted all cheerful all-of-a-sudden, you might find it disingenuous.
By the way, disingenuous is one of my favorite words. It is also something I don’t want to be. I try to surround myself with people who are honest, and sincere, and if they aren’t cheerful, then they better be funny, and not cruel. Sarcastic and biting are okay, but there is that line that should not be crossed. It’s invisible and whatnot. But the line is there.
Oh. I hid two posts on Facebook today (I usually hide at least one per day.) And the hiding of said posts caused me to make this graphic. Because I only hide the posts because they make my heart hurt. Whether it’s because of the content (animal abuse) or the sentiment (a political view I want to pretend someone I like doesn’t have) it hurts my heart a little bit. I always choose the “It’s annoying or not interesting” option because I am not hiding it because I don’t think the poster shouldn’t post what they posted (like the other options imply). I might wish they didn’t make the post, but I don’t want to be part of any censorship or banning process.I guess that’s it. I’m going to drive home now.
Later.
On my way home from work today, I racked my brain on what I could write about on the blag. What flashed in my head was the headline: I am not happy. Because I am not. I am not that giddy, bubbly happy. I don’t act silly. I have to work to find the joy. And I am not always successful.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I am not a devastated, blubbering mess. And I don’t want you to feel sorry for me. I am doing okay. Fine, even. I do things I enjoy, I laugh and hang out with friends. But when the fun-times are over, the joy wears off sooner.
I am more awkward in public settings. I am more insecure. I guess this is depression. And that is why I’m taking the meds. Yay, the meds.
I’m in a place of clear cognitive dissonance, where I believe two things to be true: one can, and should, choose happiness; and sometimes you just have to be sad. Sometimes you can’t choose to be happy because the sad has got you.
I fill in the time with fun things. Stuff that make me happier. Like Lounging with LannaLee. Yesterday I got to Lounge with long-time pal Junie Moon who is a firecracker! Today I got to lounge with my Lex and Lanna cohort, Alexis Lyon. Two favorite people of mine.
I have so much of which to be grateful. My Mom, my brother Bill and my dear Edmund are all doing well. The kitties are adorable. I like my work (day job) a lot. Doing the lounge is fulfilling and fun. I have pockets of happy.
I am glad. Glad to be alive. Glad to have fun work to do and exciting projects to complete. And I am hopeful. Hopeful that my happy times will get longer, and that my sad will decrease. Hopeful that I will once again do something totally silly for no reason at all.
There is the social expectation that everyone “should” be happy. And if you aren’t happy, then something is wrong that needs to be fixed. Well, as far as I know, we can’t bring back the dead, so no fixing available for this situation.
On Saturday while I was Off-The-Grid, I took a tour of Glenwood, EarthSpirit’s Sacred Land. While exploring the Ancestor Altar, I felt very close to my Dad, and Henry, and my cousin Teresa. I felt like each one of them would have liked it. The forest smells, the rotting trees, the moss. It was cool and dark. I was sad that none of them would get to chance to see it.
The theme for both Alexis’ and Junie Moon’s podcasts2> both included Listening and understanding as a way to make the world a better place. Let’s do this on the microlevel.
I am falling asleep at my computer. Hey, wait, that’s something that makes me happy: sleep, glorious sleep.
Hey, I’m still off gallivanting. And I want you to listen to some of my lounges. It’s a good day for it. Sunday and all. So I’m going to let twitter do all the linking work by embedding some of my tweets, right here!
Have you heard the newest Lounge Yet? LLL071 The Real Samuel James: Practice, Practice, Practice @therealsjames – http://t.co/46yiZhkGE1
— Lanna Lee Maheux (@lannalee) August 1, 2013
Lazy Sunday Afternoon with the Lounge: LLL070 Sydney Mackey Haggerty: Breathe Deep in the Belly http://t.co/Dko4A6J8np
— Lanna Lee Maheux (@lannalee) July 28, 2013
Best Friends Forever? You decide: LLL069 Trisha's BFFSummit: Anna Gets a Seltzer http://t.co/jkEOo3blJg
— Lanna Lee Maheux (@lannalee) July 23, 2013
Angela Shelton is all inspiring and shit: LLL067 @AngelaShelton: Healing with my Sword #140You http://t.co/JRFp7kMipI
— Lanna Lee Maheux (@lannalee) July 23, 2013
A few weeks ago I went to the #140You conference and chatted with @DairyCarrie. Here are the results! http://t.co/DEanwRy4tD LLL068
— Lanna Lee Maheux (@lannalee) July 23, 2013
Newest Lounge: LLL065 Leslie Linfield: Town & Country http://t.co/LHLiVJ9Nr1
— Lanna Lee Maheux (@lannalee) June 13, 2013
LLL063 Idamae Peacock/ida mishaan: Love and Loss and Life and Death http://t.co/vc59iEEqvj
— Lanna Lee Maheux (@lannalee) May 30, 2013
Enjoy!
I got nothing.
As this publishes I will be speeding through Massachusetts, and because of this, I am straining my brain on a Thursday night, trying to figure out what in the hell to write.
Nothing.
My Dad would tell me to “Let me give you some advice, never accept a wooden nickel.” But he was joking. I mean, not about the fact that wooden nickels are not generally legal tender. He didn’t actually THINK I would take a wooden nickel, he was just yanking my chain. And yes, I know it’s not a particularly original joke. Still funny. The classics always are.
When I was a kid, as I talked into my mother’s ear to tell her a secret, my dad would say “cover her other ear, I can hear what you’re saying.” Mom says “and I would feel a little hand go over my other ear.”
Dad also told me that Mom was older than him. (Not true.) The logic: all girls are older than boys. “You’re older than Billy, aren’t you? Don’t tell your Mom.” He had me going for several years before Mom found out.
Damn, I miss that guy.

Here’s the blurb:
A few weeks after the Zimmerman trial, Samuel and Lanna hunker down to discuss race, politics, music, and how to make the world a better place. Lanna asks Samuel if he’s ever had a “real job.” Samuel talks about his obsession with music, his creative process, and how he taught himself to play the guitar. And he answers 10 questions.
Samuel James
Samuel James is an award-winning, solo-acoustic, blues/roots performer from Portland, Maine. He can be seen on tour on the west coast of the US and the east coast of Canada this summer, and in Europe in the fall.
Like I said on Twitter:
Having fun with the tough conversations: LLL071 The Real Samuel James: Practice, Practice, Practice @therealsjames – http://t.co/6v4m56Ivmu
— Lanna Lee Maheux (@lannalee) August 2, 2013
Take a listen. You know you wanna.
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Unless you don’t watch any TV, then you don’t watch enough.
You’ll never be rich.
One thing you’re doing right? Reading my blag! Thanks!
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