Sorry the image is a little crappy. I snapped it real quick with my phone. This month’s box contains:
First things first; the lipbalm. I’ve gotten lip products from Benefit before and I always enjoyed them. They give me just enough color to be fancier than plain chapstick and moisturize enough that I don’t have to layer chapstick under or over it. I may buy this but I also buy regular chapstick in bulk and have a ton of it. We’ll have to see when it runs out.
The breath spray is nice to have. I tossed it right in my bag and it was good to pull out as needed when having gum or candy wasn’t appropriate.
The rest I haven’t tried yet… I’ll get to them eventually. ;)
Many people say what needs to be said much better than I ever could. And although Robin Williams is gone, I share The Bloggess’ feelings; it’s a trigger to those of us who battle depression every day.
I have heard some amazing fails at advice though the years:
And on and on and on…
Mr. Williams made no bones about how he faced down the insidious demon that is depression; made so dangerous by the fact it convinces you you don’t need help and enabled by a public who thinks getting help is considered weakness. Let me tell you as someone who has looked fondly at a sharp object like it was an exit sign, calling and BEGGING for help was the hardest thing I have ever done. Keeping up with therapy is hard because the demon says to you “You’re fine. You don’t need to go. Just stay home.” The next thing you know, you’re curled up in a ball and you can’t move and you don’t even know why.
I cannot be presumptuous enough to tell any fellow sufferer that it magically all gets better. But I can tell you that if you give up the fight, you’ll never know. So, make it one week. If you can make it one week, make it another. Then another. Next thing you know, 10 years have gone by and things might actually be better.
Just keep trying. Be HERE. It’s hard, but be HERE; in the present moment. Because you can. And that moment may be awesome.
Every so often, I end up being in my graphic novel section at the same time as patrons. Today, I happened to overhear a couple of young guys talking about books we don’t have and me being nosy as shit, I asked what they were looking for. At first I got the stock why-is-this-woman-talking-to-me response (you know, like when a sales associate keeps asking if you need help and all you wanna do is get one thing and get the hell out without talking to anyone) but when I said, “I’m always looking for patron suggestions.” holy CRAP, did their eyes light up! They were surprised I was able to get so many and started excitedly naming things they’d like to see. Heck, I even got one of them to jump for joy. How often does a librarian get that?
For a second, this unassuming lady was a hero to these guys. I love my job. ;)
I suppose I should get used to this but I don’t think I ever will.
A while back, I posted a book review of The Stolen and the author found it! Now, this always makes me nervous because there are books I’ve reviewed that I’ve panned (see my Walking Dead novel reviews* for some golden examples of that), but overall, this is pretty awesome!
This also means more people have read my reviews than my own books. But I digress.
Mr. O’Connell has been kind enough to offer himself up to me for an interview and despite not knowing how to interview anyone about anything, I said yes.
Like I’ve said before and will likely say again, I’m still shocked people give a damn what I think enough to send me books, let alone read what I think of them… Then send me MORE! (I was pretty damn harsh on some of these books) Eventually I will stop geeking out and just accept my innate awesomeness.
Until someone asks to interview me. Then I’ll be over the moon and there’s no coming back.
*the three previous books are linked in that fourth review