Another weekend has passed and how busy it was, when you have a family the to do list grows and grows and it seems like it doesn’t end. But last week I said I was going to do some good deeds, well honestly I only accomplished one, but the mission was to do a good deed. Continue reading “Inspirational Weekend Update: Mission Good Deed”→
Hey everyone, this weekend is going to be really busy for me as I’m going through some family restructuring phases and planning ahead for blogging so I can keep providing everyone with valuable content. Some days I will not be posting but when I do I want to make sure what I share is worth reading. Also working on other side projects that will allow me to be more creative. So I just want to say thank you for tuning into my blog I really, appreciate you all!
So starting this weekend I’m going to experiment as much as I can with doing good deeds. For me the challenge will be to do them hopefully without the recipient knowing it was me.
I’ll be doing a followup post to let you know what I experienced and felt as I am working on shifting the way I perceive the world by giving to others.
Hope you join me this weekend and do a Good Dead mission, and if you do let me know how it went, I would love to hear your story!
I thought I would share today’s experience as it was rather odd and I don’t really know what to think about it, besides of the fact someone was having a really horrible day.
So a co-worker and I were thinking about a place to go for lunch and I had a mentioned a great Filipino food place that was not too far away from work. So we went there and arrived, the guy who works at the counter was very friendly and remembered me from the last time I ate there which was about 2 weeks ago.
So my co-worker and I ordered and sat down at a table close to the entry way. We were having a great conversation about work and outside projects when not too long after we sat down, you could hear an argument in the kitchen, I mean this was a heated argument. No pun intended, but it got so heated everyone in the restaurant turned around to look towards the back to see if there were going to be any pots and pans flying through. My co-worker and I looked at each other and was ready to bolt out of there not knowing how mad the guy was in the back or how far he was going to take his anger.
The nice gentleman in the front counter looked distressed, worried and embarrassed. I felt horrible that all of this was happening especially knowing the nice man felt helpless. So about 5 minutes later the whole kitchen staff, three guys and a lady came out of the kitchen pushing out one of the guys, I am assuming he was the guy yelling.
Finally things calmed down a bit and most of the customers left during the quarrel. My co-worker and I stayed through it. After a while the man calmed down and left, that’s when we left to go back to the office. But before we left, I thanked the man at the counter for a wonderful meal, and that I would be back again soon. He smiled and said thank you very much and sorry for the scene. I said no worries, it seems like that guy is extremely passionate about cooking.
The only takeaway I have for this story is that it’s probably not good to be mad while cooking or near food. Cooking is energy and anger and frustration will give off its own energy as well. Not to say the food will be tainted with evil, but it probably wasn’t given the love and attention it could have received. I don’t think that cook made our food as a woman brought it out but she wasn’t part of the 3 men and a lady from the argument.
Overall I’m just glad no one got hurt. The whole incident was bizarre but interesting at the same time. Just thought I share my experience for today.
If you don’t live in Vegas and are wondering what else you could be doing besides the typical casino walk along the strip, Believe it or not Las Vegas has allot of things to do. One of my favorite venues is First Friday located in the arts district of the city. This event happens…you guessed right, every first Friday of the month.
At First Friday you’ll see local artists and crafters, gourmet food trucks, live music and street performers. It’s a fun time and the atmosphere is very casual. Bring the family, there’s fun for everyone. To learn more about this event and to see better images than the photos I took below 🙂 visit their website at: ffflv.org
We had a great time tonight just being out together and enjoying the city we call home now for 4 years now. Have a great weekend, everyone!
“Always, always trust your first gut instincts. If you feel something’s wrong, it usually is.”
Quote by unknown author
Right now at this very moment you may have to make a very important decision about something or someone. You’re not quite sure what is but there’s something about the situation that just doesn’t seem right.
Whether it’s taking a job, or going to an event, or not hanging out with that person who gives off a weird vibe or that you’re just not sure about, you start to think about your issue sometimes overthinking which causes stress and anxiety which doesn’t help you trust yourself.
I was faced with this challenge many times, but for example a recent event for me was whether or not to go to a job interview that I was just not feeling too certain about and that it was not feeling like the right fit for me. It wasn’t a being nervous thing or being scared about the job, it was more of a feeling that I got when I thought about it and how it made me feel about possibly working there.
It’s a large popular company that is very famous here in my town and would look great on my resume. But the feeling I got when I thought about the job, images kept popping up and red flags keep telling me that this is not what you should be doing. As glamorous as it seemed, the only thing that was attracting me to the position was the money. It was really good money.
I ended up going to the interview to see if what I am feeling is just thoughts and overthinking. Once I arrived and went on my way to the interview, I was not too excited to walk in the door, the parking lot area was filled with many cars and parking far didn’t appeal to me. Walking in the door of the building, people were dressed in corporate attire, very quiet int their work and not engaging with each other.
Once I met the person who was going to interview me, I got the vibe that she was a nice person and seemed interested in me and my experience. But when we walked in the room to interview, it felt like the interrogation room you see in police movies, just more brightly lighted and decorated with motivation signs, you usually see in businesses to keep employees feel like they are really doing something miraculous for the company.
After learning more about the job description from the interviewer, I also knew that the position was less attractive than what was posted on the job board. The duties she described seemed mundane and boring. Nothing really creative, although it claimed it was a “creative” position.
After the interview was over, I thanked the interviewer for her time and told her I would think about the position. In my gut feeling I knew she was going to call me back for a second interview. Low and behold a few days later she did, and I wasn’t excited. I knew my gut feeling was working in my favor, it knew that it wasn’t the right fit for me. I would have taken this job and lived with the regret of certain boredom while wearing uncomfortable business casual clothing.
You have built in mechanisms within you that are there working in your favor. Listen and trust yourself by quieting your mind and having a chat with your gut who is your soul’s best spokesperson.
To end this story, I enjoy the company I currently work for, it is much more creative and my version of business casual are wearing jeans and flip flops.
Have you ever experienced listening to your gut instinct about a situation over just relying on your thoughts? Leave a comment, I would enjoy learning about your experiences!
Last week on my flight to Southern California which is takes no more than an hour to fly, had me a little bummed because my flight was going to be packed like sardines and I was dreading who ever was going to sit next to me. I usually sit in the window seat of a plane to look out of the window to help me actually feel like I’m not crowded in.
So a couple came in and sat down next to me, they were probably in their late 50’s early 60’s or so, no big deal. We all were sitting in the row in front of the emergency exit row and the flight attendant asked all who sat in that row if they would assist in case of an emergency. She was a nice pleasant woman, around the same age as the couple next to me. The husband of the woman who was sitting next to me started talking to the flight attendant in casual conversation. The woman at the same time was trying to get the attention of the husband on some kind of phone app she wanted to show him.
The husband wouldn’t stop talking to the flight attendant. Long story short the wife did not like that and yelled at him in front of everyone to stop talking to her. I felt embarrassed for the guy who afterwards didn’t speak much after that for the rest of the flight. I had the shade on my window down to block the sun until we had passed the sun’s pathway during flight.
I was ready to get some light so I kindly asked the woman next to me with a little hesitation if the light would bother her if I pulled up the shade. She turned around with the sweetest look on her face and said: “Oh no dear, you go right ahead. It doesn’t bother me.”
To my relief I smiled and said thanks, pulled up the shade and buried my head back into my phone.
On the next flight to return home. I actually got really lucky and sat by two lovely ladies who were so friendly and nice to talk to. They were in town for a convention and was excited to be in Vegas. It was great to be around their presence.
You know, now that I look at things, people are usually really happy when they come to Vegas. On that note, the nice thing about flying is if you do get lucky and you sit next to someone who is awesome to talk to, then you will have the quickest and happiest experience, which makes traveling worth while.
One thing that I am grateful for from the first flight is (and not that I promote drinking…ok maybe a little) the lady ordered a Bloody Mary, and she and everyone else was able to relax the rest of the flight.