Best wishes for a healthy, joyous, peaceful new year.
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Hi and welcome! While I call myself a happiness coach, author and speaker, many refer to me as a “life brightener,” “happiness cheerleader” or “inspiring dose of sunshine.” Having studied positive psychology and the science of happiness, as well as trained as a life coach, I know that each of us is in charge of our own happiness. It would be my pleasure to help you get on the right path by sharing simple, useful tips and techniques that will boost your happiness and lead to greater personal fulfillment. You can do it and I’m so glad you’re here!
I'm a side-sleeper.
I'm fairly certain there's another woman out there walking around with the rest of my ass.
My special stuffed Grover doll has had a place of honor in every office I've had since 1988.
The infrastructure of Manhattan fascinates me.
I scream and hurl things when I'm livid.
I have a secret instant-off button.
I used to listen to Andrew Dice Clay doing his naughty nursery rhymes while in the carpool line at preschool pickup.
I once met someone at the airport wearing only high heels and a trench coat…and shortly thereafter married him.
I'm a quintessential Taurus, and my Chinese astrological sign is the horse.
I love to throw parties.
I have a Mary Tyler Moore pin that brings me good luck.
My favorite number is 18.
Spelling errors in published materials or on signs make me insane.
My first concert was Barry Manilow at the Providence Civic Center in 1978.
I am highly influenced by attractive packaging.
I'm a sucker for celebrity-chef cookbooks.
When climbing a flight of stairs, I either silently count them or step to the beat of whatever song's in my head.
I shaved my legs in front of my Oral Presentation class in college.
It skeeves me to use the tethered pen to sign the electronic credit card screen.
My favorite color is pink.
If I could be a cartoon character, I'd be either Pebbles Flintstone or Judy Jetson.
One of the most poignant TV moments for me was Steve Martin's tearful "Dancing in the Dark" tribute to Gilda on the Saturday evening she died.
I love fried pigs' feet, but think they taste more scrumptious when they're called "pieds de cochon."
I detest snooty people, phony-baloneys and "friends" who talk about you the moment you leave the room.
I sing in the car, loudly.
I was born on a Sunday.
Myers-Briggs accurately pegs me as an ESFJ.
I think the world would be a better place if people wrote more thank-you notes.
One of my ultimate joys is watching my babies sleep, no matter how big they are.
I periodically go through my keyring and throw out keys that I don't remember what they open.
Sushi and sake made me the mother of twins, and no, twins didn't run in the family.
If I could spend a day with anyone, it would be my Nana Caila.
My high school English teacher insisted I was a lousy writer and I still have his comments to prove it.
I use an electric toothbrush.
I'm a popcorn snob and I order my kernels online.
I've played piano since I was six.
I obsessively organized by year my playlist of 500+ songs from the 70s.
I would love to see The Eagles and Prince in concert (but not together).
I've lived in five states.
I could live on a diet of great bread, great cheese, great wine and great chocolate.
I have a beauty mark behind my right ear that I'll never see in person.
I won a Royal Caribbean cruise at an insurance marketing convention, but ended up giving it to my sister and a friend.
I can't pee in a public restroom unless I cover my ears.
I know the words to "Rapper's Delight."
I love Thanksgiving.
Thinking of my Mom's radiant smile at any given moment fills me with comfort.
I think precious few things are more sublime than laughing until you nearly wet your pants.
I have an unnatural obsession with typefaces.
I'm right-handed, except when attempting to do cartwheels.
It always made my day when my Grandpa surprised me at the junior high bus stop, and I can still hear his signature five-note whistle.
I wore my Mom's wedding gown but the crinoline got left behind and I didn't realize it until our first dance.
Since nearly the turn of the century, my sister and I have had a weekly email ritual to celebrate Mondays.
I can knit but I can't crochet for shit.
I wore a plastic cockroach on my mortarboard at BU graduation as part of a group tribute to a freshman-year prank.
I'm an oldest child.
My favorite shoe designer is Christian Louboutin, and Manolo is just a step behind.
I sleep with the sheets tightly tucked in.
I adore being an aunt.
I can't fall asleep (or go back to sleep in the middle of the night) without a sitcom on in the background.
My favorite TV series finale was "Newhart," when Dick Loudon woke up as Bob Hartley and found it had all been a bizarre dream.
I lack patience for people who lack the silly gene.
I can French-braid my own hair.
The best meal I ever had was at Pierre Gagnaire in Paris.
My guacamole is so good it almost makes people faint.
Best concert I've ever seen? A tie between Billy Joel's "Last Play at Shea" and Sting's 60th birthday at the Beacon.
I collect antique teacups and rolling pins.
I am often politically incorrect, and fairly unapologetic about it.
I have stolen a stop sign.
I dig bald guys.
I used to bowl in a youth league.
I've been parasailing.
I giggle uncontrollably on roller coasters.
I have a theory about people who don't like shaved truffles.
I make off-the-hook chocolate-chunk cookies.
I've been a devoted Mac user since 1986.
I wrote Adam Sandler a fan letter way back when he was just a featured player on SNL and he sent me back an autographed picture telling me I sounded like an adorable girl myself.
Cuddling makes my heart smile.
Fuzzy peaches scare me.
My feet are quite ticklish and I have one outrageously ticklish vertebra.
I think kissing is highly underrated.
I have a thang for pink champagne.
I've worn contact lenses since I was 14.
I delivered one of my kids breech.
My middle name is Robin.
I have two little girl doggies named Phoebe and Maisie.
My favorite flowers are peonies.
I think most bad behavior is rooted in jealousy.
Well more than half my boyfriends were southpaws.
I was stuck in an elevator in college and have been claustrophobic ever since.
I have a fragrance collection in the several hundreds, but I always seem to return to Chanel No. 5.
Don't come near me if you've eaten tuna salad within the last 12 hours.
Incompetence outrages me.
I still have an original Cabbage Patch doll from the 80s. Her name is Alyssa Elaine.
I love the smell of cigars and my babies' heads.
I once threw a brick at someone when we were like 8, and he's still one of my dearest friends.
I was rescued from a burning boat when I was almost 12.
I once spontaneously co-choreographed a musical to the song "Daybreak".
Romantic = city lights + rainy night.
Best wishes for a healthy, joyous, peaceful new year.
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