My Thursday Will Be Anything But Boring

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My Thursday Will Be Anything But Boring…

I am on the road again this week working with a team at one of our sister properties in North Carolina.  They are a great group to work with and today we have some great opportunities.

First we will be talking to a gentlemen who owns a new funeral home.  Some people don’t like walking into a business that focuses on end-of-life care, but I actually like it.  These businesses help people at possibly the worst time of their life; it’s more of a calling than anything else.

After that I will be working with a guy who owns a popcorn business.  I don’t know much about this business so it will be quite the learning experience.

And these two businesses are why I love what I do.  In what world does anyone get to help a funeral home then assist a popcorn guy in the same day?!  And I get to do this week-in and week-out!  My days are never dull!

Yesterday when I got back to the hotel I decided to take some advice from a great friend of mine, Mike, who has traveled for years doing what I do.  He said to me that I need to incorporate 2 things into my travel routine: 1. run or walk on the treadmill every single day, and 2. find something to do other than sit around the room.

So last night I walked/ran on the treadmill for 22 minutes.  I plan to do the same today and tomorrow and although 20-30 minutes doesn’t burn a lot of calories, it is exercise and I hope to be able to build up to longer times.  Living with MS makes running difficult and I’ll admit my feet were completely numb afterward and they burned like you would not believe.

With all that said I do miss my family.  Evelina is at home with Bentley and that is hard to deal with.  We both understand that the travel is necessary, but it doesn’t make leaving any easier.  The good thing is next week is a short week due to Memorial Day and we leave on Friday afternoon for our Florida vacation!

Needless to say we are super excited!  I hope everyone has a great Thursday!

Danny

(*my opinions are my own and do not represent those of my company or its employees or subsidiaries)

Could It Be That UC Is A Good Thing?

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Could It Be That UC Is A Good Thing?

When life delivers me a curve ball I try to see the good.  As some of you might know, I was diagnosed with Ulcerative Colitis in April.  It came as quite a shock and seeing that I knew nothing about it I had no idea the disease would change everything in my life.

With that said it has required me to completely eliminate sugar, junk food, wheat, sodas, etc.  And because of that I have lost 8 pounds in 6 weeks.  My clothes are fitting better, my body is feeling better and considering I also have MS the weight loss has reduced the severity of my symptoms.

I have lost weight before and then gained it back, but this time I foresee my issue being keeping weight on.  A major problem UC suffers deal with is consuming enough calories.  At this time the foods that I can eat are incredibly limited: eggs, yellow grits, enriched white bread, chicken breast, fish, green beans and asparagus.  I have also found a few dairy-free ice creams that I love along with Nugo protein gluten-free bars.

I am trying to eat around 1800 calories each day, but that still leaves me 600+/- short of what I should be eating.  My doctor estimates that my body should level out around 160-165 pounds over the next 6 months to a year.

Shortly after my diagnosis I was a bit down, but now I’m optimistic and I love the idea of getting my weight under control to help with the MS.  So where on the one hand I have limited food options, on the other hand my MS symptoms are much less severe.  Life is full of gimmes and gotchas and I’m liking the results from this gotcha.

I hope everyone has a wonderful Wednesday!!

Danny

Why Do Bloggers Get Irritated That I Reblog?

Danny

Why do bloggers get irritated that I reblog?

For those who are new to my page and to the few who emailed me this past week complaining about my reblogging tactics let me explain to you why I do it.

First, I don’t focus on reblogging as a “cheap trick to create content on my page that someone else created.” as one of you suggested.  I reblog as a way to help others gain exposure for their work that they many not have been able to get on their own.

Second, reblogging is not stealing.  Those blogs that I reblog have voluntarily left links for their post in the comments of my “I’ll Reblog Your Page.”

And lastly, if you don’t like the reblogs you have 2 very, very, very, very, very easy solutions.

  1. Turn off email notifications for my page
  2. Unsubscribe from Dream Big.  You made the choice to follow my page.  I did not twist your arm and ask you to subscribe and I completely understand if you feel the need to stop following my page.

But what I am not going to do is stop sharing other pages and I will never stop giving back to the blogging community.

You may return to the royal wedding now.

Danny

The #1 Thing You Can Do Is To Find A Job You Love

Danny

The #1 Thing You Can Do Is To Find A Job You Love…

A few weeks ago I let everyone know that I received a promotion at my company.  I am no longer working in marketing sales, but have been promoted to more of a sales training position.  The great thing about my job now is I am still able to work in the field calling on clients, but now I do it with other reps helping them fine-tune their skills.

Here’s the great thing about my career…I LOVE IT!

When you work in marketing you are constantly chasing the next new client which doesn’t leave a lot of time for celebrating victories.  In my new role I am able to help account execs improve their skill set and seeing them find new success is incredibly rewarding for me.  Yesterday one of the reps smiled after getting 2 new appointments via cold calling and her excitement added fuel to my fire.

My job does require quite a bit of travel, but I am adjusting to the change.  The toughest thing is balancing my new eating regimen while I’m on the road.  So to help me with this, I have bought a nice cooler which I take with me to carry my essentials like vegan, GF mayo and mustard, chicken breast, my bread, GF cereal, veggie chips, etc.  This way I can make sandwiches for lunch and take with me to each property.

All-in-all things are coming along and I am loving it.  I have always said there is not enough time in life to work a job you hate and I still believe it.  If you hate your job, why put yourself through that torture?  I understand some people work jobs they hate because of the money, but there are other companies that pay equal to that you might like.

Don’t sell yourself short.  If you hate your job, then update your resume and find a company for which you can enjoy working.  Sometimes we trap ourselves in thinking we can’t do better; and that simply isn’t true.

I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!

Danny

Hey Mickey (Toni Basil)

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This song from 1982 has been stuck in my head for two days.   Major nostalgia!  I just learned Toni Basil was 39 years old when she made this video.    This is one of the greatest one hit wonders ever made.

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The dance

Unoriginal (love) noteS

In the reflection of social mist,

The shadows dancing tango –

They sway, they spin, they twist.

Glide in an erotic tangle.

The eye is trained to catch,

The play of rusty morals.

The love, the hate – a match

Burns out and ends in quarrels.

The shadows dancing still,

Unfazed by outer musings.

The drive is here one’s will,

See past the bitter losing.

The shadows do not care,

For rumours hastily cooked.

They voice, they laugh, they share-

They are eternally hooked.

The eye may get upset,

And ill from bites of asp.

But shadows do not fret,

They live beyond eye’s grasp
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My Week 181: 50 Shades of Ewwwww

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Have you ever had one of those weeks that seems to be theme-based? Apparently, my theme this week is “50 Shades of Grey”. Now before you all start thinking that I’m a very lucky, and also naughty, girl, let me assure you that it’s nothing quite so salacious. It’s just that the topic of either that particular novel/film or the subject of ‘adult’ fiction have both been coming up fairly regularly lately. It all started last week, when I was at the Page to Screen conference because I’d been invited to attend the cocktail reception by my publisher. He’s been my publisher for about 2 years now, but this was the first time I’d ever spoken to him, let alone met him—all our communication has been via email. Anyway, he invited me to go, because he was pitching my novel to producers in this kind of speed-dating style format, with…

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Happy 95th Birthday André Courrèges

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Today is the 95th birthday of the fashion designer André Courrèges. He is one of the major innovators of the 60s mod fashion movement, creating the iconic space-age themed clothing. He designed a Honda scooter in the…

My Daily Observation – The Race To the Bottom: 2/2/18

DannySeth Godin uses a phrase frequently: “the race to the bottom.”   The race to the bottom is much more common than the race to the top and I want to take a few moments to explain my thoughts on how I have decided to structure my life in order to make sure I’m racing to the top.

First, here is what is meant by “race to the bottom.”  In all decisions whether they be personal or professional we all have conscious choices to make.  Those decisions have a direct impact on the results we get in return for our actions.

So when a restaurant decides to make budget cuts and begins buying lower quality products, the race to the bottom has begun.  When a corporation makes the decision to underpay their employees, the race to the bottom has begun.  When a person makes the decision to neglect their health, the race to the bottom has begun.

Any time a decision is made which doesn’t promote a person or organization forward, the race to the bottom principle automatically kicks in and takes over.

Here’s the thing: it is visibly noticeable.

Employees who know they are underpaid feel undervalued and know the company is not aimed up.  They don’t believe in the cause, thus they don’t put their blood, sweat and tears into making the company successful…the race to the bottom.

General contractors who allow employees to cut corners produce a product that is sub-par and the employees know it.  They know that what they are doing is not the right way to do things…the race to the bottom.

When a person knows fast food is ridiculously harmful to their health, but they make the decision to eat these meals on a regular, weekly basis, thus making the decision to neglect their health…the race to the bottom

On the other hand, when a restaurant decides to buy the absolute freshest vegetables, organic and chemical free even if it costs the business a little more, they are participating in the race to the top.

When a general contractor makes the decision to only use the best quality materials he can buy, ensures foundations are laid properly and hires skilled workers even though he or she might have to pay a bit more to ensure corners are not cut, he or she is participating in the race to the top.

When an individual decides to eat healthier, read more than watching television, invest time in their family, go for a walk in the evening for a little exercise, that person is participating in the race to the top.

I implemented an exact plan with exact habits of which I adhere to religiously and I did so in order to participate in the race to the top.  At work I respond to emails immediately in order to participate in the race to the top.  I return phone calls within an hour so that I am racing to the top.

At home I take the time to buy Evelina flowers and honor our date night so that we are racing to the top.  I work to watch my tongue and not speak ill of others so that I am racing to the top.  I demonstrate loyalty to my friends so that I am racing to the top.

We all have choices and a decision to make: do you want to race to the bottom or race to the top?  And in which direction are your actions aiming you?

Danny

My Daily Observation – A Dream So Vivid: 2/1/18

DannyI’m not even sure where to begin this post so I’m just typing.  I’ve been up since 4:30 am talking to Evelina about a dream that woke me up.  It is 6:04 am and I still cannot distinguish reality from what I experienced in this dream.

The dream began with Evelina and I trying to decide where we were going to eat dinner.  We were with our family, but we were Asian and didn’t have much money.  We were planning to celebrate a special occasion.  I knew the entire family although I don’t ever recall seeing them before.

Then almost like I was being sucked out of that scene, I found myself in another place in time.

Next, I was with a friend and we were both wearing military uniforms.  In the dream I was confused and asked my friend, Grant, why I was wearing this uniform.  It was at that time he told me to stop joking around and that I was an officer in the German army.  I knew every single detail of the uniform.  Can still feel the fabric on my skin.  I knew where every metal went.  I remember the shine on my shoes.  And the image of myself in the mirror was not me, but I was me.  And for some reason my uniform was white.  I remember feeling like myself but confused because I was in a different time and place.

The crazy thing about this dream is I was being pulled by a force that was dropping me into these moments that I swear were real events from my past; but events I’ve never lived.

Next I was watching a scene unfold on a 4-lane interstate divided by a 5 foot concrete divider.  On the right hand side of the interstate, on the frontage road was a Chinese restaurant with an orange sign with a dragon, the pole on which it stood was rusty.  The interstate was at the base of a mountain.  A small boy with brown hair was hit by a truck while riding his bike on that interstate.  He was wearing a Superman bicycle helmet.

Up to that point I knew these events were from the past.

This is where things turned and the events were incredibly exact, vivid and clear.

Next I was awakened from a nap by someone knocking on the door.  When I awoke I was lying on a bed in a hotel room.  I was wearing a gray shirt with silver, Shark skin colored slacks with a brown belt and brown shoes.  Evelina was in the bathroom, the door was closed but not completely shut.  I remember seeing her getting ready through the crack in the door.  I opened the main door to see 2 of my friends, Joe and Grant, standing with a man that I didn’t know, but for some reason he looked like a man I knew from many years ago named Mike.  They asked me if I was coming down and I knew in my mind that they were referring to the downstairs bar and I also knew we were there to talk about business.

But in my dream I knew that when I went to sleep it was January 31, 2018.

As I said, Evelina was in the bathroom with the door shut, but not not completely closed.  I opened the door and she had her hair in 2 small braids pulled back exactly like she likes to wear her hair.  She was wearing a red nightgown and getting ready for bed.  I asked her why Joe and Grant were asking me to go downstairs and who was the stranger with them.

She said “You know why we’re here.  And that guy with Joe and Grant is the guy we met for dinner, baby.  We just had dinner with them.  Is everything okay?”  I held her by her face and said “Baby this is very important.  What day is it?”  She said “It’s February 8th. sweetie, now get downstairs and take care of your business.”  I responded to her “Sweetie it cannot be February 8th.  We just went to sleep together a couple of hours ago and it was January 31, 2017.  If it’s February 8th that means a week went by between the time we fell asleep last night and this moment here now.”  She says, “Honey, it’s been a lot longer than a week since 2017.”

In the dream I was completely aware of all the things Evelina and I did last night before going to bed and before falling asleep.  I was completely aware of our conversations and reminded her in the dream of those conversations.  I remember being so confused about how I lost a week of time.  But the reality was that I had lost a lot more time than a week.

Once again I was sucked out of that moment and dropped in another moment.

We were standing at a bar looking at a New England Patriots Superbowl ring.  The ring was taken out of a manila folder and was encased in what looked like a piece of glass.  It was being passed around by a group of friends and when it came around to me I realized the case could be opened.  I opened the case and tried the ring on and it fit perfectly.  Then someone pointed out an envelope and it was a letter of authenticity and I realized Evelina had bought this ring for me.  My buddy PJ was there beside me and said “Hey mate, this is your ring.”  In the dream I was so proud of the Patriots for winning their 13th championship.

Then I was taken to a dark place; almost like a dark room.

In this room were 2 beds and there was a glow of light similar to the type of light that a television emits.  My friend Galen was there, but didn’t look like the Galen I know.  The force kept trying to drag me away and I kept yelling into Galen’s face “You have to remember me, please remember me, you have to remember me!”  The feeling I had was that I would see him again but for some reason he wouldn’t be able to recognize me physically, but would be able to see me if he looked close enough inside me.

This happened again and again over the course of 6-7 scenes where I am telling friends and Evelina the same thing, “You have to remember me.”   And each time it almost felt like a reincarnation situation.  Like I would return in another form and they would have to pay close attention and look deep inside to see me.

The last 3 scenes of the dream were somewhat more odd.

Evelina and I were lying on the exact bed in our bedroom, but the room was slightly different.  I was trying to explain to her that a force keeps trying to take me away and I was reminding her of all the times from the past that I implored her to “remember me.”  She said “Someone has taken our duvet cover.”  I look to the right side of our bed and a woman with long blonde hair is walking away dragging our duvet.  I said to Evelina, “Please tell me you see her.  That is the force that keeps trying to pull me.”  Evelina says to me “I do see her and I do remember you.  I remember every single time we met.  And I remember every single time you left.  I have always remembered you.”

At that moment I realized what she meant was that she remembered every single time we had met for the first time.  I knew Evelina and I had been connected for many, many lifetimes.  I recall the look in her eyes.  I remember the touch of her hand.  I remember how her face felt in my hands.  And somehow I knew we had been together for 6+ lifetimes.

Through all of these moments with Evelina they all end the same.  The force has to take me and I’m not afraid, but I don’t want to go.  And just before I go I always hold her face in my hands and say “Promise me you’ll remember me.  You have to remember me.  I have to go now, but I’ll always come back.  But you have to promise me that when I do you will remember.  You have to remember.”   And just as I’m crying typing this, I was crying in my dream.  It was so overwhelmingly emotional.

The next scene I recall was in a restaurant and a few friends were standing around a high-top type bar table.  Someone misspoke and made me feel like everyone was keeping a secret from me.  It was October and I knew we were celebrating my birthday, but the secret wasn’t about my birthday.  I asked Evelina, “What’s going on?  Why is everyone acting weird?”  Then Evelina explained to me that she was “late”.  I asked her, “What do you mean late?”  She said, “Late as in we are having a baby!”  I grabbed her and can still feel the exact emotions of that moment.  When I woke from this dream I was crying, but honestly I don’t think I actually woke up.  There were several times that I experienced waking up, but I cannot be sure that it was only in my dream.

Then the last scene was me watching a FedEx plane flying over a mountain top.  In the dream the plane was obviously in trouble.  It barely cleared the mountain and crashed in the ocean or some type of large body of water.  In the dream I even remember parts of the numbers on the tail: 7304.  It was as if I were floating in the air watching all of this happen, exactly the same feeling I had watching the little boy get hit on his bicycle.  To my left was a small river that emptied into this body of water and on that river was an old bridge made of large stones.

I remember asking a question in my mind, but not out loud: “why am I seeing all of this?”  The only answer that came to my mind was “remember the details.”  At that point I woke up again.  I have no clue what that even means.

For some reason every single scene of this dream was incredibly vivid.  More vivid, more emotional and more real than any dream I have ever experienced in my life.  When I awoke I knew I had been a German officer.  I knew that little boy had been killed on the interstate beside that Chinese restaurant.  I knew that Asian family was my family.  And I knew it was all from the past, although I’m not sure what past that is.  I can recall all of the emotions of being pulled away.  I remember how the fabric felt on my skin.  I remember the ring fitting perfectly and being so happy the Patriots had won their 13th Super Bowl.  I remember the joy of Evelina telling me we were pregnant.

I also remember waking up many times during this whole dream and telling myself you have to go back to sleep and finish this dream.  It was as if this happened 3 or 4 times, but I don’t know if I actually woke up or if it were a part of the dream.

From the point that Evelina and I were in the hotel room I knew those events were not from the past and I was confused.  But I knew that I was experiencing the future when she told me the date was February 8th.

It was so intense and so real that I am still not sure where the dream ended and where reality started, nor do I have a clue what any of it means, if anything at all.  The thing I am left with is how ridiculously vivid the details were in every scene and how real the emotions felt.