40 Life Hacks

UPDATE! This post has been so popular that we’ve searched the web and posted another, even better-rer, 50 Clever Life Hacks which you can see HERE! 

Our recent blog 50 Life Hacks to Simplify your World did so well that we thought we’d do another one.  We all want to simplify and improve our lives; especially when a solution to a common problem is cheap, effective and easy to-do!

After spending a lot of time sifting through reddit, Buzzfeed’s Life Hack posts, we came up with the list below. Another 40 tips that will hopefully simplify your life!

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A teacher's life lessons using a jar and some golf balls

This is a very important life lesson that a philosophy teacher taught his students.

The teacher cleared off his desk and placed on top of it a few items. One of the items was an empty mason jar. He proceeded to fill up the jar with golf balls until he could fit no more. He looked at the classroom and asked his students if they agree that the jar is full. Every student agreed that the jar was indeed full.

The teacher then picked up a box of small pebbles and poured them into the jar with the golf balls. The pebbles filled all of the openings in between the golf balls. He asked the students if the jar was full. Once again, they agreed.

Now the teacher picked up a bag of sand and poured it into the mason jar. The sand filled in all of the empty space left between the golf balls and pebbles. He asked the class again if the jar was full. The students agreed it was technically full.

Finally, the teacher pulled out two beers from under his desk and poured both of them into the jar filling the empty space between the sand. Now the students began to laugh wondering how far this was going.

The teacher waited until the laughter stopped. "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life," he started. "The golf balls represent the important things. Your family, children, health, friends, and passions. If everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles represent the other things in life that matter, such as your job, house and car. The sand---that is everything else. The small stuff. If you put the sand in first, there is no room for the pebbles or golf balls.

The same goes for life. If you spend all of your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are most important. Pay attention to the important things in your life.

Enjoy time with family. Go to dinner with your spouse. Play games with your kids. There will ALWAYS be time to clean the house or take yourself shopping.

Take care of the golf balls first---the things that really matter. The rest is just sand. You are dismissed."

Before the students left, one shouted out. "You never mentioned what the beer represents!"

The professor smiled and said, "Well I'm glad you asked. The beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room to have a beer with a friend."

From Sunny Skyz

Bureau of Communication

This is a useful site that allows you to pick a form of self-explanation or rather to say what needs to be said in form form. Below is just one example of the many forms you'll find. Just fill in the blanks. How easy is that? Click on the button to go to the actual site.

Words, are that meaningful element of speech. They may be highly treasured, valuable beyond measure. Nonetheless, they always present themselves as a double edged sword. 

You can soothe and heal with them. They can be an everlasting comfort. And often enough we hold on to them for dear life. They are the very glue that builds a relationship, the ties that bind. Words are at the forefront of every good relationship.

In the dark of night, they might tame and soothe the savage beast, believed to be in the closet or under the bed. Those whispered promises of undying and enduring love might spur and fuel a fella to face all the bad the world spits in his face. All for the love, the words of a woman.

When he tells you, after 10 years of marriage that you unequivocally trip his trigger, you still make it happen with fireworks and the lot, that utterance puts a spring in your step. Often without realization these locutions are designed to be played over & over in our heads. We must be responsible with how and what we say, good & bad.

On the flip side, in contrast, words have the ability to annihilate, spread hate  and once it is said, there's no turning back, no recovery, no do-over. *This is one of the most unfortunate lessons we must learn.

You should always think before you say, especially in the heat of the moment. Quite often we go in for that blow that hits below the belt, stings beyond redemption. We'll cut to the quick, be quick to cut and all around make sure that it's us that draws first blood first.

I must say, I do firmly believe we do not say even half of what needs to be said to one another even within the scope of our own lifetime. And guess what? You only get one go round. You're not promised tomorrow. You will not live forever.  But words do, remember this, written or remembered words do!!

This kind of helps with that. My own Mantra is...

"I say what I mean, mean what I say and try not to say it too mean."

Bureau of Communication

Say What Needs to Be Said...

*Even I talk too much on occasion. Imagine that? Us, "Know-it-Alls," must teach the masses and collectively entertain. But we often need to differentiate when to shut the hell up and just listen. A good friend is one that will listen and not feel the need to run the show...or so I tell myself!

Chubby Bunny

Hey Kids,

One of the most important things one needs to do on the daily is find at least one thing that makes you laugh and for you prudish fuckers, at least try-n-crack a smile. And I practice what I preach!

Charlie Hides TV, well this shit just cracks me the fuck up. I mean that hard laugh where ya gotta squeeze your butt cheeks & who-who together so ya don't piss yourself, ya know? Do you really know?
Charlie is an astutely talented Diva Drag Queen. Creative and borderline genius, they just don't make 'em any more brilliant for the exception of sticking LED's up somebody's azz! Okay, so you owe it to yourself to cop a laugh on me. Check it out!' 

Chubby Bunny

All About Eve Dammit!!

I am not a feminist. However, I do feel women,  the true nature of a woman is taken for granted. Blamed since the dawn of time when Eve force fed Adam that Apple, (note my sarcasm) we've paid a huge price for that incident to this very day. 
My point is that a woman should not really be able to live through giving birth. The pain for some of us, including myself is/was unimaginable and I was certain I would not make it out alive. My last child, my son Waylon weighed in at 10lbs 5oz and was 23 in long. At the very least, I was convinced I'd never walk upright again. And if that's not convincing enough, watch a video of a woman giving birth. If you can watch that and not ponder life and it's wonder, well it's an extremely sad commentary on your own lack of depth. Now, ponder this...

“Whatever you give a woman, she will make greater. If you give her sperm, she'll give you a baby.. If you give her a house, she'll give you a home. If you give her groceries, she'll give you a meal. If you give her a smile, she'll give you her heart. She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her. So, if you give her any crap, be ready to receive a ton of shit!”

― Erick S. Gray

*“To the woman Jehovah said: “I will greatly multiply your sorrow and your conception; In pain you shall bring forth children; Your desire shall be for your husband, and he shall rule over you.”(Genesis 3:16).

The Middle Wife

Another cute analogy. Ya know...something to make ya smile...

Blabberings by ~Babz~ at 1:09 PM |

When I was a kid, I loved show-and-tell. So I always have a few sessions with my students. It helps them get over shyness and usually, show-and-tell is pretty tame. Kids bring in pet turtles, model airplanes, pictures of fish they catch, stuff like that. And I never, ever place any boundaries or limitations on them. If they want to lug it in to school and talk about it, they're welcome.

Well, one day this little girl, Erica, a very bright, very outgoing kid, takes her turn and waddles up to the front of the class with a pillow stuffed under her sweater.

She holds up a snapshot of an infant. 'This is Luke, my baby brother, and I'm going to tell you about his birthday.'

'First, Mom and Dad made him as a symbol of their love, and then Dad put a seed in my Mom's stomach, and Luke grew in there. He ate for nine months through an umbrella cord.'

She's standing there with her hands on the pillow, and I'm trying not to laugh and wishing I had my camcorder with me. The kids are watching her in amazement.

'Then, about two Saturdays ago, my Mom starts saying and going, 'Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh!' Erica puts a hand behind her back and groans. 'She walked around the house for, like an hour, 'Oh, oh, oh!' (Now this kid is doing a hysterical duck walk and groaning.)

'My Dad called the middle wife. She delivers babies, but she doesn't have a sign on the car like the Domino's man. They got my Mom to lie down in bed like this.' (Then Erica lies down with her back against the wall.)

'And then, pop! My Mom had this bag of water she kept in there in case he got thirsty, and it just blew up and spilled all over the bed, like psshhheew!' (This kid has her legs spread with her little hands miming water flowing away. It was too much!)

'Then the middle wife starts saying 'push, push,' and 'breathe, breathe. They started counting, but never even got past ten. Then, all of a sudden, out comes my brother. He was covered in yucky stuff that they all said it was from Mom's play-center, (placenta) so there must be a lot of toys inside there. When he got out, the middle wife spanked him for crawling up in there.'

Then Erica stood up, took a big theatrical bow and returned to her seat. I'm sure I applauded the loudest.. Ever since then, when it's show-and-tell day, I bring my camcorder, just in case another 'Middle Wife' comes along.

Now you have two choices...laugh and close this page or pass this along to someone else to spread the laughs.. I know what I did!!!

Live every day as if it is your LAST chance to make someone happy!

The Jar & Beer

I stole this from one of my old blogs, "Sweet Dreams Darling."

The Jar & Beer

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar...and the beer.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.

He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous "yes." The professor then produced two cans of beer from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things--your family, your children, your health, your friends, your favorite passions--things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else--the small stuff. If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house, and fix the disposal. "Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the beer represented.

The professor smiled. "I’m glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of beers."