On The Flip Side

I’m feeling a little better today. 

Although, I must admit last night was a rough night. No one ever warns you that once you’ve injured yourself, you are forever doomed. 

In the car accident of 2009, I injured my right knee severely. Now when I get sick, or the weather gets cold, I must deal with the pain resurrecting itself Like, “Hello there old friend, lets grab drinks. and catch up.”  Meh!

Once upon a long time ago, I dislocated my shoulder. Ahhh teenagerville. When being wreckless had unforseen consequences. Nowadays, when It gets cold, or I HAVE a cold, or simply sleep on it wrong, it’ll slide out-of-place, or swell up.  ouch! I spent the better half of my evening, and well throughout the night in excruciating pain.   For a hot minute I was In a desperate attempt to find comfort despite the pain in my knee and shoulder. If you know your beloved RareBear well enough, you know I don’t DO painkillers. I’ll tolerate anything if it means not having to take  man-made substances. Think of all the chemicals!  Last night, I had to cave and take ibuprofen just to sleep longer than twenty minutes.

To be honest, I personally have never noticed the pattern of when my injuries flare up, but Jay does. Jay always notices these things about me more than I do.  Even when my pain, and discomfort makes me grumpy, Jay does his best to help this mom of four get back on her feet as quickly as possible. which Is why I’ve spent the last two days pumping myself full of vitamins, fluids, and the bombest homemade soups filled with glorious antioxidants.  and so, today I shall get back on my feet.

It’s the weekend!!!! remember that George R. R Martin story I promised you? It is coming. This weekend I will be posting my two-part series on the events that led up to my encounter with George R. R Martin.  Guys!! You wont believe how it all went down. for now, I’m off to my writers nook for some TLC.

RareBear out 

Sick Day

I woke up feeling terrible. Oh who am I kidding, I slept terrible for the last two nights in a row.  Because of my horrible nights worth of sleep, I ended up sleeping the majority of my day which also meant. no post.  Why does this bother me, you ask?

I recently made a goal. My goal was to post every day this month. Guys! EVERYDAY!  And by golly, I’m going to do whatever it takes to make that happen, even if my post is up late today.

If you heard my podcast from yesterday, I was talking about some topics that left me bothered and unnerved. Our town leaders seem to think that pickle Ball will be the savior to all of our problems. 

how shameful. Either way, if you haven’t tuned into it, feel free to do so now. For now, I’m going to go lay back down and work on getting better.

RareBear out

Agent Rare: On The Move

RareBear here.

A lot of you guessed my location, but only one of you guessed first!




I entered my calculations wrong and I ended up in


Look at these cute and cuddly creatures, how can I be mad?

 The hamsters let me play with their toys. this made me glad.

Even opened gifts at a party full of Giraffes and interesting hieroglyphs  


An elephant gave me a ride to the fountains. Where I slid down the slide.

For lunch, I had an unlimited supply of nuts.   With permission from the squirrels of course.

I was disappointed during my afternoon snack, when a hippo sat on me and stole my Ice cream 

afterwards, I had a good ol’ laugh about it  

and continued to explore. After a full days worth of events,  I’m beat. I made friends with this super hip camel, so if you need me, I’ll be napping with him. 

Ahhh dreamland.  I’m soaking in a spring on a deserted island. Oh look… a JUNGLE.  It looks like the place I was supposed to land. I hear voices, and low gurgling. I must be near water. A scream let out and chaos let loose around me, I awoke from my dream and all the animals in the  Zoo are running around in distress.

Can you guess what just happened, and what should I do?

Highs and Lows

Yesterday morning, I felt so awesome. I successfully achieved getting my post up by 9am.    I had intended to sleep in because… lets face it, I just don’t ever get enough sleep. Blah! (ohhh here she goes again)

Thanks to that drunk driver Christmas Eve of 2009, my back, my neck, my tail bone, AND my right hip are doomed.  Blah! Sleeping through that pain is impossible. Well, not for the first three hours, but after that, wide awake to the sound of crickets! (Think theme song to the sound of music.)


haha not exactly  But ya get my point. 

In spite of it all, I tend to get really creative late at night, and early in the morning, so it usually works out positively for me.

WOOO!  OK I don’t know about you but I’m laughing pretty darn hard at that. Hey locals.. remember election day? 

I’ll uh… Let you have that one for a moment.

I’ve also slowly but surely gotten back into my regularly scheduled … um…schedule. 


Instead of sleeping in, I rose early, and got to work. With a zen face mind you….

I was feeling an all time high. 

Until, I received a phone call with animosity.

Have you ever experienced that moment, when your feelings, and your emotions are at high, but something or someone kills it and brings it right back down to a dangerous low?

Recently, I was just given the go ahead to start a live segment on a local radio station that I volunteer for.


Let’s not forget that your beloved RareBear is STILL a mother of four, and your typical “Starving Artist”.  Which means, I CANNOT dedicate all of my time to volunteering. Especially, when Baby Blue is still home. Without a paying job, daycare is out of the question. Things cost money, and you know what… So do I.  

I read once that we should all know our worth, and the last couple of months have helped me see my worth.

AND!  We can all agree when I say, our paying jobs MUST come first. As a volunteer, you can only dedicate some of your free time to the job. Not all. Sorry but I’m not going to make Jay miss an entire days worth of work to work all day for free. It Isn’t logical.               Therefore, I am at the whim of his lunch breaks and no longer.  OK, OK, Why does this aspect bother me?

I was originally given the OK to volunteer weekends and evenings. Yet, that became a problem quickly, and It was shut down just as quickly as it started. There went, my window of opportunity. I then had to start finding times during the week, early in the day in order to keep up. There’s that uphill battle I talk about again. So… I made do.

“Nothing bothers me more than someone who cannot keep their word”

Back to the phone call, my live segment was cancelled. With the explanation of, “If you can’t get in here and edit this pre-recorded segment you did last week, we can’t have you on to be live. ”  OK!  If I don’t have time to edit something the day of, I typically go in the week after, to edit. Why? BECAUSE, I HAVE A TWO YEAR OLD AT HOME who needs her daddy to come watch her for his lunch break. THAT’S WHY!

So, now… because I didn’t get into the station immediately last week, I’m no longer allowed to interview live because not editing MY pre-recorded interviews, equates to not having time to interview.

With the stipulation of, “I have to prove myself.”  Whoah, whoah, whoah! Now wait just one minute right there.  Prove myself?!

Let me get real for just one moment here!!

NEVER judge someone because you think you know who they are, or how life has treated them because, YOU DON’T. #StuffRareSays

You do NOT know what it’s like to walk in my shoes. I’ve seen things in life, people in their fifties, or older haven’t even begun to have nightmares about because of MY uphill battle. Qualifications, maturity, and wisdom do not come from age, they come from experience. LIFE EXPERIENCE.

let me just say, “I ain’t got shit to prove to nobody.” I know who I am, I know what I’m capable of, I know what I’ve had to go through to get it, and I know my worth because of it.

‘ll tell you one thing is for sure, I will no longer work for free. I had planned to go in and get it going later in the evening. unfinished projects burn a hole in my bottom. I’M AND ARTIST Yet, after that, I decided what is even the point? 
I was left rubbed the wrong way, and stayed irked ALL day.

later that evening…..

As Jay and I sat in my studio winding down, I noticed we had under an hour to start preparing the kids for bedtime. I got up, and gave them their thirty minute reminder. After they brushed their teeth, and got their jammies on, we started cleaning their bathroom OCD status. A sigh of achievement left my lips.

We are getting back on track!! Since I didn’t have much time to spring clean for spring break this year, I am super grateful, we are one step closer to getting it done.

Yesterday being the first consistent day back at our daily lives, put me straight back into your Positive RareBear

With todays moral being:

Know your worth! You ARE valuable.

And guys…

Rarenwise: It is just a username.

RareBear out