When I arrived, I stood in line, not only with the empty pill bottle, but also the little paper bag they put it in. That’s biodegradable, so I didn’t have to do that. When I got to the counter, I briefly explained what I was doing and awaited a reply. The lady working the counter wasn’t sure. She turned and asked the pharmacist. He said, “Sure. We can take the label off and refill it.” Yes, success!!! Continue reading
As usual, I had to look up some information on this. The white elephant gift exchange is defined on Wikipedia like this:
A white elephant gift exchange is a popular holiday party game found primarily in North America. It has many variations in both the name and the game play. Generally, white elephant parties need a minimum of six participants. With a larger group, game play may be more protracted. White elephant parties have been known to result in intensely vicious and/or playful rivalries between players trying to get sought after gifts. The goal of a white elephant party is usually to entertain rather than to gain. This game is sometimes called a Yankee Swap, Chinese Gift Exchange, Dirty Santa, Thieving Secret Santa, or Parcel Pass.
I think the key phrase here is the goal, it’s to entertain rather than gain. The term white elephant is defined as:
A white elephant is an idiom for a valuable possession of which its owner cannot dispose and whose cost (particularly cost of upkeep) is out of proportion to its usefulness or worth.
Most white elephant gifts I’ve seen don’t completely fit that description, but most are useless or outdated. Here’s a few gifts from a white elephant gift exchange I participated in about a week ago. Continue reading
I had a conversation with a friend of mine over lunch today, and he’s trying to understand the ‘black friday’ thing as much as I am. It made me think about a book I started to read recently called Absorbing Spongebob: Ten Ways to Squeeze More Happiness Out of Life.
Honestly, I borrowed this book from the library just because I liked the title and cover. What?! Like you have never done that before… If people didn’t judge books by their covers, publishers wouldn’t spend so much time and money to make them look great. Sorry, rabbit trail, back to the story. I started reading this book out of curiosity, but I had to put it down when the author started talking about the episode where Spongebob was playing with a leaf blower. Anyone who actually watches Spongebob Squarepants knows that he plays with a reef blower. If you’re going to use a metaphor or character to make your point, do your homework. I did thumb through the book, but nothing jumped out as life changing. Watching Spongebob is much better for happiness than reading this book.
So what is happiness and how do we get it? If you’re looking for the answer to that question, I don’t have it, however I do have a few observations. Happiness is not in the form of a pill. Happiness does not come in liquid form either, although some say these help.
Happiness is sometimes difficult to find when you’re looking for it, but sneaks up on you when you least expect it. There are many masks out there, disguising things as happiness. Advertisements contain much information about happiness, although buying those things never really produce happiness. Continue reading