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ADVICE

May 19, 2020

You know what they say about opinions. They’re like buttholes. We all have them, and we think ours don’t stink. I think the same goes for advice sometimes. We usually refer to “unsolicited advice” in a negative connotation. Don’t give me advice unless I ask for it, they say. But advice can also be like tough love. We don’t want it, but sometimes we need it.

 

I spoke at a leadership seminar for high school ladies a few months ago. During the Q&A portion, one of the ladies asked for some advice. I remember saying something about being receptive to the leadership of the older and wiser women who are willing to take you under their wings.

 

To take that a bit further, another thought came to me as I was working on a writing project during quarantine.

 

When I don’t know what to do in a particular situation, I need to realize I’m probably NOT the only person who has ever been in that situation. Someone has been through something similar, and they’ve gotten through it. Someone DOES have the tools I don’t have. Why wouldn’t I try to learn from them? Why wouldn’t I seek or listen to their advice? It’s a no brainer, right?

 

What is it that keeps us from seeking out sound advice? Ego? Shame? Fear? Insecurity? Whatever it is, it’s probably not a good reason.

 

And then there’s the bad advice that we shouldn’t heed. For example, if someone tells you never to hold in a fart because it’s bad for the hangnails, then you should probably say a prayer for the poor soul crop-dusting the masses to avoid a hangnail.

 

Some advice needs to be taken with a grain of salt. In the end, we are all responsible for our own actions, good and bad. We choose whose advice we heed. Sometimes we need to acknowledge that some really sound advice might come from unusual places. I call that kind of advice a blessing to be thankful for. Never stop learning and being willing to learn.

 

So, without further ado, here’s some advice I’ve received, heard, or given over the years. This is not an all-encompassing list. It’s merely a “representative sample,” if you will.

 

And for goodness’ sake, let’s not take ourselves too seriously here and laugh a little.

 

1. “Eat some pizza and drink a Sprite. You’ll either throw up or you won’t. Either way, you’ll feel better.”

 

A 5x (or more) Ironman finisher gave me this unsolicited advice after the 2015 Boulder Half Ironman. I was not doing well after I finished. Not only is Boulder at altitude, but it was 90 degrees during the race that day. There were a lot of medical emergencies on the course, and I contemplated not finishing several times during the half marathon portion. I’d never considered not finishing a race in my life. But I finished, and I promptly sat my butt down on the ground trying to figure out what to do with myself.

 

A nice older lady came up to me and asked if I was okay. She mentioned going to the medical tent. I declined.

 

“Well, if you want my advice, eat some pizza and drink a Sprite right now. You’ll either throw it up or you won’t. Either way, you’ll feel better.”

 

I took her advice. I threw up in a bush a few minutes later while my mom held my hair. And I felt better. 

 

“See, told you,” she said as she walked away with a slice of pepperoni in her hand.

 

 

2. “Keep moving forward. You have to always try and take the next best step, and sometimes that’s a big step that takes you away from where you’re at.”

 

This is a life mantra of mine. Try to keep the forward momentum. From my life experience, I’ve learned the next best step is not always where you’re at in the moment. Whether that’s a job decision, a relationship decision, a school decision, or another decision. Keep moving forward in life, and encourage the people around you to do the same. The right people will be headed the same direction with you. I’d like to think that’s sound advice. I won’t take credit for it. I’m sure a ton of other people have the same advice. But this is my nugget of wisdom for this list.

 

3. “Nobody f*#@ing cares, man!”

 

Pardon the expression, but this line came from a classmate in my Secret Service academy class. He was a funny dude, constantly chewing tobacco and never without a water bottle in his cargo pants to spit in. He was a constant source of humor and lightheartedness in a stressful academy situation. Whenever one of us would get worked up about something, he’d say, “Nobody f*#@ing cares, man!” Eventually, this line was shortened to, “NFC, man. NFC.” 

 

On the surface, this doesn’t sound like advice, per se. It’s a little bit of a downer, actually. But what he meant was that we shouldn’t get so worked up about everything. It’s an academy setting. It was designed to get us out of our comfort zone and stress us out. The instructors didn’t care about our feelings. They cared about training us. It was personal. It was training. Get over it. NFC. As someone who was quite stressed out most of the time, I probably needed to hear it. Sometimes we shouldn’t get so worked up over the things designed to make us stronger.

 

4. “If you want a tattoo, wait six months, and if you still want it, then go get it.”

 

I’m not sure where I read this, but I wish I read it before I got a couple of my tattoos. It cost (literally) ten times the money to remove them as it did to get them in the first place.

 

The lesson here:

 

Impulsive decisions can have permanent (and expensive) consequences. Whoops.

 

5. “Don’t pay full price for anything if you can help it.”

 

Some might counter this statement with the line, “You get what you pay for.” Both bits of wisdom have their merit. When I first became an agent, I got a ton of unsolicited financial advice from colleagues. It was overwhelming because aside from heeding the “Live within your means” advice by saving my lifeguarding money growing up, I didn’t have a lot of work experience that allowed for financial planning in a long-term sense. But one colleague simply said, “Go read Dave Ramsey’s book and let me know what you think. It’s worked for me and my wife.”

 

I did read the book, and I’ve tried to learn more about financial planning as the years have gone by. My life has had its financial ups and downs. I joke that I went from “six figures to no figures to some inconsistent figures” in a big hurry. I’m not where I want to be financially in terms of future planning, but I’m still learning and being patient with myself and the process.

 

I know this is random, but I heard Gisele Bunchen say she doesn’t pay full price for anything in an interview years ago. I think there IS some wisdom in frugality. I have no shame in using a coupon code online or waiting for a sale. Authentic Chanel looks the same coming out of the black and white box no matter what the receipt says, suckers. (FYI, I’m not dripping in designer jewels. It’s just an example.) Sometimes, saving a couple bucks doesn’t seem like much, but a little adds up over time.

 

6. “Don’t give up coffee. Life’s too short for unnecessary restrictions.”

 

My grandpa gave me this advice when I said I thought I should give up coffee or cut back on my caffeine consumption. I probably did need to cut back on the caffeine at the time (I was going through a Monster energy drink phase), but morning coffee is something I truly love. If I’m alone, it’s a way to start the day, form a game plan, and enjoy the calm before the day gets chaotic. When others are around, it’s even better. There’s such joy in waking up and sharing coffee with those you love. The other part of that equation is good for my fellow control freaks. Restriction is a way of control, but just letting loose once in a while is freeing. Eat the darn piece of chocolate. Take the day off of working out. You don’t have to be working 24/7. In my opinion, Grandpa was right on this one.

 

7. “Don’t quit your day job.”

 

If you’ve kept up with the happenings in my life, you know I most definitely did not heed this advice at one point in my life. I thought I’d gone crazy, to be honest. I quit my day job without a plan.

 

There’s a time and place for big moves and big decisions. The tough part is trusting your gut when you know it’s time for one of those big moves. Deep down, I think we often know changes need to be made. Deep down we’re dying to summon the courage to do something big. We let the “voice of reason” dictate too many of our choices.

 

I read or heard someone say, “The heart can be too emotional. The mind can be too reasonable. And in the middle, there’s this gut feeling. If we can tap into that, then the right move just might be clearer.” I wish I could remember where I heard that.

 

For me, the gut feeling told me to quit my job. That was the “forward” move for me at the time.

 

I could go on, but it’s technically Tuesday now as I sit here on my couch in the middle of the night, and this is a Bad Blog for Monday’s.

 

So, in summary, try not to fart in public, trust your gut, appreciate your morning cup of coffee with loved ones, find your designer duds with coupon codes, tattoo removal is more expensive than tattoos, and pizza and Sprite after a race will make you feel better (one way or another).

 

Just learning as I go here, people.

 

Embracing the typos till next Monday-ish,

 

Mel

 

P.S. Update: the story I wrote about submitting last week was rejected within just a couple days. I’m choosing to heed another piece of advice…

 

Don’t give up!

 

 

 

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Last week, I was searching for an email to prepare for a podcast interview. The keyword search produced a handful of emails, one of which had the subject line “myspace blog posts” and myself as the sender/recipient.

Apparently, a few years back (or eleven), I copied all of my old MySpace blogs from college into an email (probably before I deleted everything on MySpace). I don’t remember sending this email, nor do I remember writing any of the posts.

As I read through them, I realized I’ve matured a lot since then, but I also realized I might need to revisit some of the “wisdom” my young adult mind was spouting on MySpace.

I guess I’ve been blogging badly longer than I thought.

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Well, I’ve had to make some more big changes in my life. For the last month and a half, I’ve been burning the midnight oil, stuck between finishing up the old and getting started with the new. For the first time in a long time, I fell behind on the things that matter to me a lot, and it’s not like me to let that happen. The Type-A in me was (and still is) horrified.

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What is happening? A lot, to say the least, and enough to leave anyone in a state of sadness and despair. What a mess. An important, troubling mess that needs sorting and fixing. Anyone on all sides of the table can probably agree with that.

I’ve been thinking a lot about what’s to come, both for me and for the country. I think I, like many, secretly hoped for clarity and change as the New Year rolled around. A clear path to the future.

When I know I need to make a change, I delay the decisions and hope for a “sign” that it’s the correct one before I make it. I’m sure many can relate to that. Big decisions are scary. Change is scary. But risk is necessary sometimes. Like I’ve been saying for a long time, I can’t move forward without getting uncomfortable.

But a sign would be nice, sometimes.

I suppose clarity and answers are often present if we stop and listen long enough to see them. There’s something to be learned everywhere, even if it’s in the little things.

That’s what I want to share today… a few little things.

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I was happy to send most of the contents of the box to the shredder.

I had forgotten, however, about some of the random contents I’d tucked away in there.

Sprinkled throughout the Book Box were post-it notes with quotes in my loopy cursive, torn pieces of paper with scribbled quotes from movies or television shows, and torn pages from magazines with quotes on them.

As I read these, I smiled, picturing myself in my little one-bedroom West LA apartment scribbling quotes and notes in the wee hours of the morning. The night owl in me was alive and well those days.

In my final Bad Blog of 2020, I’m going to go back to those late-night notes and share a few of them here. I remember the circumstances and reasons for some of them. Others I don’t. Either way, it was good for me to revisit them, and I hope some of them are encouraging to you as well.

Here they are!

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“Why are we like this?” Ah, we’ve asked this question many times.

I thought about the days of old, the ones before Apple Watches and activity trackers came into my life. I thought of the college days when my pink flip phone took crappy pictures and I had to hit the 7 button four times to type an S when sending a text. I trained for half and full marathons like this and had no idea what my pace was during these long runs. I just made a route ahead of time so I knew I’d gone the distance and didn’t worry so much about pace. It was about the experience, not the inner competition with a watch.

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When I have a bad or cranky day, I usually tell myself to “try again tomorrow” because a bad day does not have to be a bad week or a bad life. A phrase from Anne of Green Gables comes to mind. “Tomorrow is always fresh with no mistakes in it (yet).”

My family has a rule. If we are cranky, we need to “announce” it. It’s as simple as saying, “I’m cranky today, FYI.” If you act like an idiot to family, then someone is probably going to ask, “What’s your problem? Did you forget to announce today?”

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I want those people to know I’m not a joke, that I’ve won. God, I feel that.

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November 23, 2020

As a kid, I liked to collect pretty rocks. The shinier the better. The more misshapen the better. Sometimes I’d even find a dull looking rock and crack it in half with a hammer to see if the inside was shiny. I’d be delighted if the insides sparkled.

Today I still have pretty rocks, and, to some, random rocks around my house might look a little peculiar. But, then again, I’ve never claimed to be “normal” so perhaps visitors chalk it up to my eclectic taste in décor.

I came by some of these stones while living in West Los Angeles. Others were picked up after I moved to the Midwest.

The new rocks are healing stones.

(Now relax, family and friends. I have not taken to worshipping inanimate objects and I’m not delving into devil worship.)

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I’ve decided to write a novel. Well, perhaps I should rephrase. I’ve had a trilogy “planned” for about three years now. I just haven’t done anything about it. I recently figured out why that might be the case.

I’ve had this grand plan to write an exciting story with the “usual” Secret Service assassination (or assassination attempt), complete with a complex execution plan and a hyper-observant batch of agents saving the day at the very last millisecond. Also, it wouldn’t be complete if the first book didn’t end on an extreme cliffhanger where someone has died and we won’t know who until the second book.

I had a general outline of the story for each book. I just needed to write it.

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Every time I sat down to write the story, I failed.

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This election was the first time I voted at an actual polling location. Since election days were usually travel days for me in the Secret Service, I was always an absentee voter. This time, I participated in early voting at a local shopping mall. I was excited as I stood in line. It felt like my first time voting. I sat in the little booth smiling like a little kid as I filled in my bubbles, smirking at the fact that Kanye West was actually an option on the ballot. I thought it was joke when others mentioned it. Guess not. I grinned from ear to ear as the lady stamped my ballot and handed me the “I Voted” sticker. #American

“I don’t want to talk about the election. I stay away from political topics.”

This is usually my answer when people ask me about politics, and, specifically, this election. I think this country has morphed into a place where those conversations are unlikely to remain civil, especially if they occur on the Internet where anyone and everyone behind a keyboard can become a rude, sniveling pile of hate to one another.

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