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Don’t worry, be happy, love yourself


Posted by Jenny McCarthy on 14 Nov 2012



It’s hard to wake up each morning with a bounce in your step. We all have stress (maybe some more than others) but I have always wondered, is there really a wrong side of the bed to wake up on? If so, how can I avoid it or how can I make my boyfriend get that side of the bed? There are days when I want to crawl back under the covers and put a “Do Not Disturb” sign on my door, but unfortunately being a mother, that kind of behavior is not allowed. So, those are the mornings I know I need to dig a little deeper and try to refocus my energy into something positive. This is where my practice in gratitude really pays off. A slight shift in my thinking makes the wrong side of the bed suddenly feel like the right side of the bed. But when all else fails, I ask for sex. Two legs over sleazy in the morning is my kinda breakfast when I wake up feeling cranky. Now, I know what you’re thinking: “Jenny, how do you order that kind of breakfast when you don’t have a boyfriend?” Well, then I order a…

It’s hard to wake up each morning with a bounce in your step. We all have stress (maybe some more than others) but I have always wondered, is there really a wrong side of the bed to wake up on? If so, how can I avoid it or how can I make my boyfriend get that side of the bed? There are days when I want to crawl back under the covers and put a “Do Not Disturb” sign on my door, but unfortunately being a mother, that kind of behavior is not allowed. So, those are the mornings I know I need to dig a little deeper and try to refocus my energy into something positive. This is where my practice in gratitude really pays off. A slight shift in my thinking makes the wrong side of the bed suddenly feel like the right side of the bed.

But when all else fails, I ask for sex.

Two legs over sleazy in the morning is my kinda breakfast when I wake up feeling cranky. Now, I know what you’re thinking: “Jenny, how do you order that kind of breakfast when you don’t have a boyfriend?”

Well, then I order a Pocket Rocket sunny-side up.

I know a lot of you ladies would rather shave off your eyebrows than have to perform in the morning, but if drug commercials on TV sell you a back-up pill in case the first pill doesn’t work, then I would look at morning sex as the back-up pill to gratitude.

If you don’t believe me, test it out.

Whatever you do, don’t blame your crabbiness on anybody but yourself.

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