Gagline and Renewal #HAWMC 26 Cranky Post!

Quick Note: I was hoping this would be live in time for yesterday's 3rd person post, as it would have been perfect, but it wasn't--so here it is now--I got to be in the newspaper too!

I've never been the tallest person in a group photo before!
http://homertribune.com/2012/04/bird-poets-prepare-for-shorebird-production/

OK! HAWMC #26--create a catchy tagline for your blog or health condition! I confessed to a little crankiness about a couple prompts last week, but really, this one got my goat! And that was before I read the very patronizing and inane suggestions for making a cutesy catchy tagline/gagline. Pull out a thesaurus. Look for homophones and gag-making puns. WEGO--I love you, but please!

We already had Keep-Calm-o-Matic. We had Pinboards. We had "things we forget" sticky notes. We had iconic mascots. We've got six-sentence (sentence? Why not "six-word"?) posts coming up soon. And now, a gagline that brands us and makes people instantly think of our "product." Um. I'm not a piece of merchandise or part of a herd of cattle. I bet branding hurts, btw. Redundancy is great for slow learners (which sometimes includes me) but it can get tiresome, too! Plus, I already have a tagline--look at the top of my blog, and I explained it already in the mascot post.

In what follows, perhaps some therapists would say we've made a breakthrough: I very seldom (or never) name my diagnosed conditions, but I'm so irritated with this prompt that I think I'm going to name them as I explain why my gagline is so appropriate. But is it a breakthrough, or is it a tacky error of judgment because I'm balls-to-the-wall and my filters are off? Please check me here. (If you're allergic to diagnostic labels, or are a family member, please cover your eyes!)

Maybe this is cathartic, but let me preface it by saying--

I am not my diagnoses! They are some of the lenses through which I view life, and they are some of the challenges with which I have been gifted on my journey, some of the sources from which I offer gifts.

So, it's glaringly obvious what a person diagnosed with anorexia nervosa and with bipolar-1 should have as a tagline for her blog:

What goes up must come down.

What goes down must come up.

Calling a graphic designer to set that slogan inside an image of a squared circle.

Speaking of things going down and coming back up, I'm celebrating our persistent sunshine and daily increases in green these last few days. Here's the raised bed in front of our cabin as it looked three weeks ago...

And now look what's in it, renewed from last year, some of the clumps grown back from the roots, some from seeds shed by the original plants...

My lovely spearmint is graciously returning too, and seems to have spread far. Doesn't look like the peppermint made it, though, which surprises me, as peppermint is usually more cold-tolerant. This was a chocolate mint variety, though, so who knows...

And note--I could take a short break outside with no hat on, no long sleeves, and the sun on my limbs!

The same view two months ago--substituting a moose for me!

What dies back to the root must rise green again in springtime. What falls as snow must run to the sea and evaporate into the air once again. 


Thanks for bearing with my crankiness--I feel better now. 

Do you agree it's a good tagline, or do you have a better one?