Tis’ the Season as the age-old saying goes. I don’t think I am ever prepared for the Holidays. While they are certainly festive and happy I have been thrown for a loop Christmas in and Christmas out. It would seem this year is no different. What I can claim is that surprisingly I’m excited about following Father Time’s advice and ‘put(ting) one foot in front of the other.’
I had a revelation the other night. When you truly welcome in change the most amazing and unexplainable things happen. And no one just magically gets there. It takes a good deal of growing up to find out who you individually are as a person. Unfortunately this process can be quite painful. Everyone goes through periods of self-doubt. And everyone hurts someone they care about. But, it is my belief that a true friend sticks it out for the long haul. And a true friend knows that once the dark times leave, the end result is a stronger, easier person to love. Sometimes all we can ask for is time. Time to be the people we want to be. To be the people that can be depended on. To be the people that will be respected and show respect.
It is very scary to face who you were, with who you are. To know the dumb choices made along the road of self-discovery. To feel guilty and ashamed of this person you never wanted to be. To feel that you let it all spin out of control. To feel you should have done better and been better sooner.
And then something happens that makes it all melt away. You step back and see who you have become and you appreciate every event in your life that has led you to this point. And all you ultimately want is to share your newfound insight with the world!
Whatever ultimately happens will happen. I can not know the future, nor would I really want to because that would take the fun out of the unknown. But I can be excited for what will come.
Something amazing is on the horizon you can ‘betcha bottom dollar that tomorrow there will be sun.”
“I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see.” -John Burroughs
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Thanksgiving... Count Your Blessings
Life is a domino effect. Even the most mundane and ordinary tasks have a greater purpose. Most people seem to ignore this simple fact. They tread around aimlessly attempting to beat the system. Enter saying ‘Dog eat Dog world’ and my personal favorite Darwin and his survival of the fittest theory. It’s easy to fall prey to this mindset. Why? Because the ‘class’ system secretly dictates human society. The rich continue to be rich and the poor, well they continue to feel dejected and worthless. So what about the happy median middle class? Like the dinosaurs the middle class is entering extinction. Way to go recession, remove the gray area and give us back our black and white existence! I only bring this dire situation up to remind us that Everything and Everyone on this planet has value.
Tomorrow is another Turkey day. Gobble, Gobble, Gobble! Thanksgiving is a time where no matter what your status in life you take the time to be thankful for the gift of being alive. You sit back and realize that to simply breathe is an amazing concept. I mean just try and wrap your brain around the essence of being human. Being human is a huge deal and a huge responsibility. We need to take care of each other and the balance that exists when each ‘class’ does its part. All people can contribute to a better world.
Thanksgiving is the time to remember to love and cherish those that have made a personal difference in your life. It is a time to reach inside yourself. It is a time to give freely. This holiday symbolizes peace and harmony and oneness. It represents the goal of putting all differences aside and having compassion for the different lifestyles we all lead.
Darwin eat your heart out… today is the day that ALL survive. We don’t have to be the fittest, or the strongest. We survive being the smartest. Ours is the Thanksgiving of banding together, the poor… the rich… the in-between (or what we have left).
I am personally Thankful that I have had the opportunity to write this piece and hopefully reach someone in a positive way. I am Thankful for my family, friends, and my love of life. And I am Thankful that I will have an entire day to outwardly show my convictions.
“Not what we say about our blessings, but how we use them, is the true measure of our Thanksgiving.” ~W.T. Purkiser
Tomorrow is another Turkey day. Gobble, Gobble, Gobble! Thanksgiving is a time where no matter what your status in life you take the time to be thankful for the gift of being alive. You sit back and realize that to simply breathe is an amazing concept. I mean just try and wrap your brain around the essence of being human. Being human is a huge deal and a huge responsibility. We need to take care of each other and the balance that exists when each ‘class’ does its part. All people can contribute to a better world.
Thanksgiving is the time to remember to love and cherish those that have made a personal difference in your life. It is a time to reach inside yourself. It is a time to give freely. This holiday symbolizes peace and harmony and oneness. It represents the goal of putting all differences aside and having compassion for the different lifestyles we all lead.
Darwin eat your heart out… today is the day that ALL survive. We don’t have to be the fittest, or the strongest. We survive being the smartest. Ours is the Thanksgiving of banding together, the poor… the rich… the in-between (or what we have left).
I am personally Thankful that I have had the opportunity to write this piece and hopefully reach someone in a positive way. I am Thankful for my family, friends, and my love of life. And I am Thankful that I will have an entire day to outwardly show my convictions.
“Not what we say about our blessings, but how we use them, is the true measure of our Thanksgiving.” ~W.T. Purkiser
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Cell Phones-Good and Bad
The cell phone is probably one of the most convenient inventions ever created while being one of the most annoying and invasive at the same time. You use a cell for good when you call up friends or loved ones who can not be with you physically to let them know you are thinking about and loving them. On the flip side you use a cell for evil when you “check up on people,” or call to argue with them about something.
We have enough stress in the world without technology giving us no personal escape. I think it is completely healthy and necessary to be able to go somewhere alone and think about the way you live. Doing such a thing is not to cut those that care deeply about you out of your life. On the contrary being introspective can allow you to open up more and be closer to one another. When a person can understand how they are feeling and why they act the way they do, it will be much easier to express this to a partner, friend, or lover.
Picture this scenario. You are sitting alone at your favorite hiding spot. Everything is nice and relaxing. Enter cell phone. It rings loudly breaking the silence. All of a sudden you realize you have this device that tracks you. The only force powerful enough to stop an incoming call or text is crappy service. You have been conditioned to want to answer that call. If you decide not to answer you hear that nagging voice mail beep. The moment is completely ruined as you will now wonder who that was and what they wanted.
I admit to being a slave to my cell. My phone is always on and I check it a few hundred times a day. I use it as my watch and sometimes as a form of entertainment. With this being said, I can go out on walks without the thing glued to my hip. And I am certainly not going to let a cell take over people time. My advice is to treat a cell phone like anything else in life… moderately. Understand that answering a call is not the be-all-end-all situation some people make it. Cell Phones should be a helping tool, not a stress inducer.
In other Barbie news… it’s true “things happen when you least expect them to.” Barbie wants to develop this into a bigger segment, but for now I’m going to take it slow and see where the wind blows so to speak. I will say that I am in a great mood and a hidden and sleeping part of me is awakening, much like Sleeping Beauty. My gut says this is the start of something unexplainably amazing.
“Either you define the moment… or the moment defines you.” -Tin Cup
We have enough stress in the world without technology giving us no personal escape. I think it is completely healthy and necessary to be able to go somewhere alone and think about the way you live. Doing such a thing is not to cut those that care deeply about you out of your life. On the contrary being introspective can allow you to open up more and be closer to one another. When a person can understand how they are feeling and why they act the way they do, it will be much easier to express this to a partner, friend, or lover.
Picture this scenario. You are sitting alone at your favorite hiding spot. Everything is nice and relaxing. Enter cell phone. It rings loudly breaking the silence. All of a sudden you realize you have this device that tracks you. The only force powerful enough to stop an incoming call or text is crappy service. You have been conditioned to want to answer that call. If you decide not to answer you hear that nagging voice mail beep. The moment is completely ruined as you will now wonder who that was and what they wanted.
I admit to being a slave to my cell. My phone is always on and I check it a few hundred times a day. I use it as my watch and sometimes as a form of entertainment. With this being said, I can go out on walks without the thing glued to my hip. And I am certainly not going to let a cell take over people time. My advice is to treat a cell phone like anything else in life… moderately. Understand that answering a call is not the be-all-end-all situation some people make it. Cell Phones should be a helping tool, not a stress inducer.
In other Barbie news… it’s true “things happen when you least expect them to.” Barbie wants to develop this into a bigger segment, but for now I’m going to take it slow and see where the wind blows so to speak. I will say that I am in a great mood and a hidden and sleeping part of me is awakening, much like Sleeping Beauty. My gut says this is the start of something unexplainably amazing.
“Either you define the moment… or the moment defines you.” -Tin Cup
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Persistence
Pondering
Ever so silently
Real thoughts
Stir
Inside
Secrets
Trembling
Essence
Never
Ceasing to
Exsist
There is a motivational poster making its way through the mail. It is based on Persistence. And what an ability that is. No matter what goes on in life persistence gives the courage to continue on.
For this Barbie... it will be the driving force of a new work-out.
The white-board is clean and waiting for some marks to be made.
"Challenges are what make life interesting; overcoming them is what makes life meaningful."- Ralph Waldo Emerson
Ever so silently
Real thoughts
Stir
Inside
Secrets
Trembling
Essence
Never
Ceasing to
Exsist
There is a motivational poster making its way through the mail. It is based on Persistence. And what an ability that is. No matter what goes on in life persistence gives the courage to continue on.
For this Barbie... it will be the driving force of a new work-out.
The white-board is clean and waiting for some marks to be made.
"Challenges are what make life interesting; overcoming them is what makes life meaningful."- Ralph Waldo Emerson
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Fall Introspection
You know that feeling that you get when you look around a room and everything seems completely in place except a big wad of trash in the can. And no matter what you do to ignore it there is an urge to rid yourself of the ugliness and restore order and balance. Some call this ‘Spring Cleaning.’ Out with the old in with the new mentality. I view this scenario as a metaphor for dealing with relationships. People change. And this change can either bring you closer to a person, or cause a nuclear explosion that decimates all emotions and leaves you a lifeless body with no soul. (Well life does go on, but not a satisfying existence.)
If you refer to my first post in 2008 I predicted some pretty life-changing events this year. And true to Sassy form I have lived up to the expectations. I have had some quality time to find myself and guide my changes in a positive way. More importantly I have embraced the concept of taking out the garbage and ridding myself of unnecessary downers and distractions.
Sometimes I feel a little lost. Sometimes I feel a little timid. For a while I felt that my happiness should come from solving other people’s problems. You can be many things to a person, but you can not be their everything. You can not change them, or mold them, or even tell them what to do.
What you can do is love you. You can feel like you have self-worth and that *YOU* matter. The sooner that you can be at peace with YOU, the sooner you can be a person that people respect and want around.
You can never really get rid of the past. It will always be a part of who you are and something that has shaped you one way or the other. And even though there are things you might wish you had done differently, all is not lost. It is high time to live in the present and here and now.
My advice… take out your own personal trash. Fall is the perfect time to clear the ole’ slate and start over. Think about all the trees who will shed old leaves (old habits) to make room for new leaves (new and better habits).
That is life. Be a tree. Be prepared to accept the change and to welcome it with an open heart. Some of the best things in life come when you just let go.
“When making the fire people like to join you, when cleaning the ashes you are often alone”
African Proverb
If you refer to my first post in 2008 I predicted some pretty life-changing events this year. And true to Sassy form I have lived up to the expectations. I have had some quality time to find myself and guide my changes in a positive way. More importantly I have embraced the concept of taking out the garbage and ridding myself of unnecessary downers and distractions.
Sometimes I feel a little lost. Sometimes I feel a little timid. For a while I felt that my happiness should come from solving other people’s problems. You can be many things to a person, but you can not be their everything. You can not change them, or mold them, or even tell them what to do.
What you can do is love you. You can feel like you have self-worth and that *YOU* matter. The sooner that you can be at peace with YOU, the sooner you can be a person that people respect and want around.
You can never really get rid of the past. It will always be a part of who you are and something that has shaped you one way or the other. And even though there are things you might wish you had done differently, all is not lost. It is high time to live in the present and here and now.
My advice… take out your own personal trash. Fall is the perfect time to clear the ole’ slate and start over. Think about all the trees who will shed old leaves (old habits) to make room for new leaves (new and better habits).
That is life. Be a tree. Be prepared to accept the change and to welcome it with an open heart. Some of the best things in life come when you just let go.
“When making the fire people like to join you, when cleaning the ashes you are often alone”
African Proverb
Monday, May 12, 2008
Spring Fever... Cloudy Thoughts
“Everybody makes mistakes… Everybody has those days… Nobody’s perfect you live and you learn it.”
If it weren’t for the fact that Miley Cyrus is almost 10 years my junior and not the true author of this quote I’d say that she has some pretty solid advice. Day in and day out I try and get by. But as stated above not all days are something to write home about.
Some days make me so crazy I feel like my head is going to explode. Simply because the more complex my life gets the more introspective I get. I am the perpetual thinker. I will analyze and break down anything you throw at me. This is very dangerous and probably causes me to push many people away. The truth is my inner self is scared.
I can create any solid exterior I want, but this isn’t going to save me from little cracks. A crush here, a good friend there, and then the scariest crack…falling for someone. I think that I have experienced this sensation twice in my life. I can not claim to know if it was puppy love or possibly a deep affection for someone.
Lately I’ve been living in a haze. I have been avoiding the inevitable. My mom has always told me that sometimes you need to make a decision with your head even if your heart says otherwise.
My problem right now is not that I’m not listening to my head. It’s that my personality is such that I want to help. I don’t want to leave someone that I’ve cared about lost. Honestly though, me cutting ties will probably be the best for all of us.
I have no doubt that someday they will all have to grow up. Someday it will all get old.
But for me Someday is Now. I’m on my path and I’m moving along. All of these people have made imprints in my life. And I will appreciate them all for it.
I have this want to write down everyone’s names that I’m letting go. Then I can blow up a balloon and set them free. Free from sight, free from mind, free to be who they want, and make me free to be me.
"The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain." -Dolly Parton
If it weren’t for the fact that Miley Cyrus is almost 10 years my junior and not the true author of this quote I’d say that she has some pretty solid advice. Day in and day out I try and get by. But as stated above not all days are something to write home about.
Some days make me so crazy I feel like my head is going to explode. Simply because the more complex my life gets the more introspective I get. I am the perpetual thinker. I will analyze and break down anything you throw at me. This is very dangerous and probably causes me to push many people away. The truth is my inner self is scared.
I can create any solid exterior I want, but this isn’t going to save me from little cracks. A crush here, a good friend there, and then the scariest crack…falling for someone. I think that I have experienced this sensation twice in my life. I can not claim to know if it was puppy love or possibly a deep affection for someone.
Lately I’ve been living in a haze. I have been avoiding the inevitable. My mom has always told me that sometimes you need to make a decision with your head even if your heart says otherwise.
My problem right now is not that I’m not listening to my head. It’s that my personality is such that I want to help. I don’t want to leave someone that I’ve cared about lost. Honestly though, me cutting ties will probably be the best for all of us.
I have no doubt that someday they will all have to grow up. Someday it will all get old.
But for me Someday is Now. I’m on my path and I’m moving along. All of these people have made imprints in my life. And I will appreciate them all for it.
I have this want to write down everyone’s names that I’m letting go. Then I can blow up a balloon and set them free. Free from sight, free from mind, free to be who they want, and make me free to be me.
"The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain." -Dolly Parton
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Mixed Thoughts
Salutations Bloggers. Seems like I have been gone for ages. It's not that life hasn't continued. On the contrary life has moved along. Just as the Earth spins on its never ending axis so do I routinely age, pressing forward.
I will report that I hate having a sixth sense. I have this annoying feeling that things are going to get very complicated. While the truth I fear is something wonderful and would prove to be a joyous blessing, I'm not quite sure that my timing is ideal.
What is with time? It's only a concept. In the universes perspective time is open ended. There really isn't a true beginning or end as of yet. Time seems to be relevant only to give some sort of purpose or meaning to life. I have noticed people largely using the "line" that (time is precious) and not to (waste it.)
No one is ever going to be 100% sure that the decisions they make are "time efficient."
I guess my consensus here is that I be OK with whatever happens. Anything is possible with a little love and dedication. =D
I will report that I hate having a sixth sense. I have this annoying feeling that things are going to get very complicated. While the truth I fear is something wonderful and would prove to be a joyous blessing, I'm not quite sure that my timing is ideal.
What is with time? It's only a concept. In the universes perspective time is open ended. There really isn't a true beginning or end as of yet. Time seems to be relevant only to give some sort of purpose or meaning to life. I have noticed people largely using the "line" that (time is precious) and not to (waste it.)
No one is ever going to be 100% sure that the decisions they make are "time efficient."
I guess my consensus here is that I be OK with whatever happens. Anything is possible with a little love and dedication. =D
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Blue Pens (cuz that's what I'm looking at)
Sometimes what I blog really surprises me. I just wrote an email where I admit to writing strictly what I am thinking at that particular moment. It strikes me as being amazing how dark I was feeling a couple days ago. Honestly, its scary at times.
For the record as I was called out on this fact, no there is no interest in my coworker. He is this big, goofy, bald man who offered a listening ear. If anything I see him as a daddy as he is always talking about his two girls, which I find endearing.
Who am I? I am a person that is looking for Recognition. I want to feel like I am being heard. I'll admit to being needy at times. I'll admit to acting emotional. I'll even admit to being stubborn. But all that aside making me happy is an easy task.
Love is never a bad thing. It can just be a disconcerting experience. I know that it is something that needs to be constantly nurtured. I know that I'm going to have periods where I doubt it, I doubt everything, I just doubt me. The true fight is sticking through the pain.
"We are Here on Earth to do good to others. What the other's are here for I don't know." -W.H. Auden
For the record as I was called out on this fact, no there is no interest in my coworker. He is this big, goofy, bald man who offered a listening ear. If anything I see him as a daddy as he is always talking about his two girls, which I find endearing.
Who am I? I am a person that is looking for Recognition. I want to feel like I am being heard. I'll admit to being needy at times. I'll admit to acting emotional. I'll even admit to being stubborn. But all that aside making me happy is an easy task.
Love is never a bad thing. It can just be a disconcerting experience. I know that it is something that needs to be constantly nurtured. I know that I'm going to have periods where I doubt it, I doubt everything, I just doubt me. The true fight is sticking through the pain.
"We are Here on Earth to do good to others. What the other's are here for I don't know." -W.H. Auden
Monday, February 25, 2008
Giving Up
Well I guess one can't expect to have all facets of life come together in a rainbow of sunshine. No that would be for lack of a better term "nice." Each experience leads into new and mostly unchartered territory. The terrain is rough and the weather is sketchy. That being said cyberspace gives the opportunity to let it all hang out. So where does that leave me? Some would say I'm only just beginning my journey. I have many obstacles that will make or break who I am. But doesn't everyone? Even you fellow bloggers have some issues not ironed out that make you vicariously read my blog as a few minute escape.
I like thinking of myself as an escape. I like to think someone feels that I get them, and that we can relate on a higher level. I like using my words to express a deeper meaning and commitment.
So here at a crossroads I stand. One direction leads to more pain then it's worth at least that's what I'm starting to believe. The other direction leads to the unknown which for most would be a scary venture. I think I'm just ready to admit to myself that I was wrong and that i can wish the world for anyone, but that won't make them be the person you want them to be.
My co-worker took me out to lunch today for my pre-birthday. He's a funny fellow in his late 40's with two daughters. I think I got to talk to someone and I mean really talk to someone for the first time in long time. He would listen and then actually engage in a real conversation.
During this deep conversation I came to ask myself a question. When you are truly in love when is enough, enough? The answer is simple, never. I can not honestly claim to answer this question in that way. It's kinda like that song in Top Gun. You've lost that lovin feelin. Maybe I never really had it.
I know this seems like a complete 180 from the last post. But, I would be lying if I said that I haven't felt like this for a while now. This feeling doesn't come out of nowhere. It builds over disapointment and let-downs.
Truly I am at a point in my life where I don't want to wait on anyone. Nor should I feel like I have too. I have tried to be patient, but I don't want it. Not anymore.
It's my birthday tomorrow and frankly Ive lost my want to celebrate. What I should have been looking forward too is an illusion. Most of life is lived as an illusion. People are fake... they are cruel... and they try to hurt you.
My world isn't some happy little bubble. My world is dark and I believe thats the way I am destined to live.
"It's my party and I'll Cry if I want to!" Unhappy Birthday to me.
I like thinking of myself as an escape. I like to think someone feels that I get them, and that we can relate on a higher level. I like using my words to express a deeper meaning and commitment.
So here at a crossroads I stand. One direction leads to more pain then it's worth at least that's what I'm starting to believe. The other direction leads to the unknown which for most would be a scary venture. I think I'm just ready to admit to myself that I was wrong and that i can wish the world for anyone, but that won't make them be the person you want them to be.
My co-worker took me out to lunch today for my pre-birthday. He's a funny fellow in his late 40's with two daughters. I think I got to talk to someone and I mean really talk to someone for the first time in long time. He would listen and then actually engage in a real conversation.
During this deep conversation I came to ask myself a question. When you are truly in love when is enough, enough? The answer is simple, never. I can not honestly claim to answer this question in that way. It's kinda like that song in Top Gun. You've lost that lovin feelin. Maybe I never really had it.
I know this seems like a complete 180 from the last post. But, I would be lying if I said that I haven't felt like this for a while now. This feeling doesn't come out of nowhere. It builds over disapointment and let-downs.
Truly I am at a point in my life where I don't want to wait on anyone. Nor should I feel like I have too. I have tried to be patient, but I don't want it. Not anymore.
It's my birthday tomorrow and frankly Ive lost my want to celebrate. What I should have been looking forward too is an illusion. Most of life is lived as an illusion. People are fake... they are cruel... and they try to hurt you.
My world isn't some happy little bubble. My world is dark and I believe thats the way I am destined to live.
"It's my party and I'll Cry if I want to!" Unhappy Birthday to me.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Weekend of Love
February 14th is typically known as the day of love. For some reason our society has decided that we need to commercially express adoration for a significant other. Instead of basking in the rosy lights of a relationship the jaded singles have deemed the day as an awareness of being alone. Come to think about it being alone is such a depressing thought. What I find particularly interesting is that what is meant to be a holiday to remember those we love, has turned into a day of meaningless chocolate and long stemmed roses. All of a sudden you are expected to drop hundreds of dollars on gifts. Not that I don't appreciate a nice token here and there, but being the romantic that I am, I can't honestly feel happy about any one I date feeling obliged to get me something. I think we have lost site of the bigger picture. We should not have to have one day to express love. Love is something that should be expressed and validated daily. It is something that deserves to have the spotlight 24/7.
Those who know me know that I am a huge fan of Hallmark, in fact my dream job would be to write for them. So I can definitely appreciate any type of card that they produce. I think all that is ever truly needed is a card. I guess I'm just hopelessly sentimental like that. Kind words and a smile all anyone ever needs to have a good day. There is something so wonderful about hearing that you are loved.
Going along with the theme of love my weekend was amazing. I went to the Melting Pot for my post V-Day. I ordered a bottle of wine which I ended up drinking most of. I would have to say that I could easily go to the Melting Pot and only get the chocolate. Dipping poundcake into pure milk chocolate is the hottest thing ever! Saturday I got to sleep in. And boy did I need it. As much as I'd like to say that getting up in the mornings is easier, it really isn't. I will never be a morning person.
I love the idea of love... =D
"Love is like a river, never ending as it flows, but gets greater with time!" -Anon
Those who know me know that I am a huge fan of Hallmark, in fact my dream job would be to write for them. So I can definitely appreciate any type of card that they produce. I think all that is ever truly needed is a card. I guess I'm just hopelessly sentimental like that. Kind words and a smile all anyone ever needs to have a good day. There is something so wonderful about hearing that you are loved.
Going along with the theme of love my weekend was amazing. I went to the Melting Pot for my post V-Day. I ordered a bottle of wine which I ended up drinking most of. I would have to say that I could easily go to the Melting Pot and only get the chocolate. Dipping poundcake into pure milk chocolate is the hottest thing ever! Saturday I got to sleep in. And boy did I need it. As much as I'd like to say that getting up in the mornings is easier, it really isn't. I will never be a morning person.
I love the idea of love... =D
"Love is like a river, never ending as it flows, but gets greater with time!" -Anon
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Pop! Goes Perfection
Thank you for contacting my blog-spot this is BubblegumPrincess speaking how may I help you? This is a phrase that I use over and over in my daily interactions. Obviously substituting my real name and company name. Since I wish to remain fairly ambiguous I shall continue with my Barbie Alias. Sometimes I can't help but feel like a spy. If I even remotely reveal my identity I'll have some *hitman* on my tail.
Truly I don't believe my life merits someone "after" me. It's just fun to use my vivid imagination to create a more interesting exsistence.
To the normal person I would think my weekends might sound a little dull and definitely old-fashioned. Lately I have emmersed myself in board games. And yes I am talking about a group of friends sitting around a table and moving pieces across many different-shaped "boards." One might even ask and what's the fun in that? Simply put being the "winner." Claiming that you can not be beaten. And I think my favorite part watching the reactions of the other players.
In the spirit of investing in my new hobby I have ordered 5 new games online. Don't worry my shipping was free. I guess you could say that I have this habit of liking something and then obsessively *jumping head-first* into it.
I do tend to get bored with certain activities faster then others. I guess that's why I hopped from sport to sport as a child.
I watched this video the other night about religion, politics, and the media. It was very informative. This weekend I plan to dedicate a blog on my thoughts. I think I need a little more time to process how absolutely boggled that I was. The world truly is a surprising place and not always in the best of ways.
"What I am saying to you, is that you are the kind of club-toting, raw-meat-eating, Me-Tarzan-You-Jane-ing big bald bubblehead who can only count to ten if he's barefoot or wearing sandals." - Sanka in Cool Runnings
Truly I don't believe my life merits someone "after" me. It's just fun to use my vivid imagination to create a more interesting exsistence.
To the normal person I would think my weekends might sound a little dull and definitely old-fashioned. Lately I have emmersed myself in board games. And yes I am talking about a group of friends sitting around a table and moving pieces across many different-shaped "boards." One might even ask and what's the fun in that? Simply put being the "winner." Claiming that you can not be beaten. And I think my favorite part watching the reactions of the other players.
In the spirit of investing in my new hobby I have ordered 5 new games online. Don't worry my shipping was free. I guess you could say that I have this habit of liking something and then obsessively *jumping head-first* into it.
I do tend to get bored with certain activities faster then others. I guess that's why I hopped from sport to sport as a child.
I watched this video the other night about religion, politics, and the media. It was very informative. This weekend I plan to dedicate a blog on my thoughts. I think I need a little more time to process how absolutely boggled that I was. The world truly is a surprising place and not always in the best of ways.
"What I am saying to you, is that you are the kind of club-toting, raw-meat-eating, Me-Tarzan-You-Jane-ing big bald bubblehead who can only count to ten if he's barefoot or wearing sandals." - Sanka in Cool Runnings
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Am I Happy Now? You Bectha!
Nothing excites me more then surprises. What else can achieve such joy and anticipation? The idea of either being the 'surpriser' or even the 'surprise-y' makes my whole being quiver. It's an amazingly tingly feeling, like being in love. Surprises can happen for any reason. This is sheer beauty. I prefer the random 'just because' surprises, but having a special occasion to celebrate doesn't lesson the punch.
Yesterday I was downright giddy. Those that know me in the flesh haven't even experienced girlie glee until they experience this me. I think I'm finally coming into some inner peace with life again. Now more-so in the past couple of months I believe in moving forward and quite frankly flying. And that is the mood. I am floating along on air.
The reason that I mention surprises is because I pride myself on crafting grandiose plots to try on unsuspecting victims. I can be quite tricky bringing the term 'tom foolery' crashing into life. Surprises give me this rush, much like the high of being on sugar. I bounce around and should really be singing the tigger song. unfortunately my tail isn't made out of rubber... so trying to bounce on it might cause a few bruises (LOL)
This post isn't really meant to be some life-altering advice. Really I'm just in a super-good mood and I wanted to share it.
I guess that seeing that elatedly goofy grin on my face is catchy. I wanted my special someones birthday to start out with a bang. And I'm fairly sure that the conversation piece was well worth my money. I love feeling like this. And I can only hope that my mood wafts through this site and into the hearts and minds of those reading this.
Yes I am being mushy. All I have to say is DEAL!!!
"Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gunna get." - Forest Gump
Yesterday I was downright giddy. Those that know me in the flesh haven't even experienced girlie glee until they experience this me. I think I'm finally coming into some inner peace with life again. Now more-so in the past couple of months I believe in moving forward and quite frankly flying. And that is the mood. I am floating along on air.
The reason that I mention surprises is because I pride myself on crafting grandiose plots to try on unsuspecting victims. I can be quite tricky bringing the term 'tom foolery' crashing into life. Surprises give me this rush, much like the high of being on sugar. I bounce around and should really be singing the tigger song. unfortunately my tail isn't made out of rubber... so trying to bounce on it might cause a few bruises (LOL)
This post isn't really meant to be some life-altering advice. Really I'm just in a super-good mood and I wanted to share it.
I guess that seeing that elatedly goofy grin on my face is catchy. I wanted my special someones birthday to start out with a bang. And I'm fairly sure that the conversation piece was well worth my money. I love feeling like this. And I can only hope that my mood wafts through this site and into the hearts and minds of those reading this.
Yes I am being mushy. All I have to say is DEAL!!!
"Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gunna get." - Forest Gump
Friday, January 18, 2008
Drama Free That's NOT Me
Hiya Cyber Homies. I made it! Week one in the *real world 2008 style.* I always find that change works in my favor even if I don't know it at the time. My Zodiac predicts that this whole year will be change for me. Since that is the case I wonder what my thrill ride rating will be. I'm hoping for that monster coaster with tricky loops corkscrews, and insane drops... basically the works.
When I was between jobs I was so bored that most of the time I wanted to bang my head against a wall. I like having a team and a purpose. I want nothing more then to help our company grow and with that growth be a part of something spectacular.
On Tuesday my hot Pi Alpha took me out for a celebratory dinner at the Rio Grande. All i could muster up to say was. I really want one of those soft tortillas, they
are just so tasty. Apparently my lack of brain functionality was due to this getting up before the sun rises. No one should ever have to go through the pain of the wee morning hours. Case in point my lack of vigorously awesome topic matter in this post. Right now I am simply typing, I don't even know if my thoughts are coherent. I sure hope that they are.
It is high time the statement "Drama Free" is revised. This phrase steams my clams. Anyone who uses said phrase is completely ignorant in reality. There is no such thing as drama free. Every person comes with some sort of history (aka baggage) or preconception of how things should be. I'll call this the *insert person's name* glasses. Think about it. There is no true collective world view because each person's idea of any concept is different. And while one can try and sway the masses one way or the other, truly it is a waste of time. In the end I am going to believe what I want to believe and in turn you fellow bloggers will believe what you believe.
Now I am not sitting here and saying that humanity can not find common ground. Banding together with others is powerful and frankly great for survival. No man or woman for that matter is an island.
As I'm sure this community knows... this barbie is hopelessly romantic. Reiterating this simple fact it is hard for me to not be raw with my writing. I admit to being an emotional being. And frankly I'm tired of feeling penalized for who I am. I am strong willed, I am in your face, I am opinionated, I can be quite the *bitch* for lack of better terminology. I am also a rock. I am someone to talk to and love being with. I am a good person.
I know what I want for the most part and I'm very stubborn in my approaches to get it. I don't give up, even in the times I should. I believe in fate. I know that what will happen to me is meant to happen as such. And the grand point of this entire rant NO! I am NOT drama free. I am lively and spirited! I will challenge whoever I am with to be better. I don't settle for less and I never will.
So yes this is me. Open, honest, and chugging along.
“If you listen real close, you can hear them whisper their legacy to you. Go on, lean in. Listen, you hear it? ---- Carpe -- hear it? – Carpe, Carpe Diem, seize the day boys, make your lives extraordinary.” – Dead Poets Society
When I was between jobs I was so bored that most of the time I wanted to bang my head against a wall. I like having a team and a purpose. I want nothing more then to help our company grow and with that growth be a part of something spectacular.
On Tuesday my hot Pi Alpha took me out for a celebratory dinner at the Rio Grande. All i could muster up to say was. I really want one of those soft tortillas, they
are just so tasty. Apparently my lack of brain functionality was due to this getting up before the sun rises. No one should ever have to go through the pain of the wee morning hours. Case in point my lack of vigorously awesome topic matter in this post. Right now I am simply typing, I don't even know if my thoughts are coherent. I sure hope that they are.
It is high time the statement "Drama Free" is revised. This phrase steams my clams. Anyone who uses said phrase is completely ignorant in reality. There is no such thing as drama free. Every person comes with some sort of history (aka baggage) or preconception of how things should be. I'll call this the *insert person's name* glasses. Think about it. There is no true collective world view because each person's idea of any concept is different. And while one can try and sway the masses one way or the other, truly it is a waste of time. In the end I am going to believe what I want to believe and in turn you fellow bloggers will believe what you believe.
Now I am not sitting here and saying that humanity can not find common ground. Banding together with others is powerful and frankly great for survival. No man or woman for that matter is an island.
As I'm sure this community knows... this barbie is hopelessly romantic. Reiterating this simple fact it is hard for me to not be raw with my writing. I admit to being an emotional being. And frankly I'm tired of feeling penalized for who I am. I am strong willed, I am in your face, I am opinionated, I can be quite the *bitch* for lack of better terminology. I am also a rock. I am someone to talk to and love being with. I am a good person.
I know what I want for the most part and I'm very stubborn in my approaches to get it. I don't give up, even in the times I should. I believe in fate. I know that what will happen to me is meant to happen as such. And the grand point of this entire rant NO! I am NOT drama free. I am lively and spirited! I will challenge whoever I am with to be better. I don't settle for less and I never will.
So yes this is me. Open, honest, and chugging along.
“If you listen real close, you can hear them whisper their legacy to you. Go on, lean in. Listen, you hear it? ---- Carpe -- hear it? – Carpe, Carpe Diem, seize the day boys, make your lives extraordinary.” – Dead Poets Society
Monday, January 14, 2008
Fate Comes a Knockin
Quick as a flash life happens. Really and truly the bumpiest of rides. One minute you are sitting on your bum feeling at a loss, the next minute fate kicks in. What seems like a normal, ordinary day flip-flops. Case in point a simple trip to a bookstore. Called by some random number. Normally I don't answer unknown numbers, but this day I felt particularly curious. Do things happen for a reason? I know so.
The most amazing part not knowing that this phone call would change my life. How could I have known that I would be randomly talking to my future boss? Fun how things work out. And something like this always happens when I least expect it. Sometimes planning blows up in your face. Especially in relationships. And I don't necessarily even mean romantic ones. People are too unpredictable to truly try and pinpoint how they will react to something. The only person that I will ever claim to know is myself. And even that is a tricky feat.
All I know is at this particular moment in time I am content to be me. I have high hopes for my career. I am happy with my family. I'm finally busy-busy. And that is all I really need.
The most amazing part not knowing that this phone call would change my life. How could I have known that I would be randomly talking to my future boss? Fun how things work out. And something like this always happens when I least expect it. Sometimes planning blows up in your face. Especially in relationships. And I don't necessarily even mean romantic ones. People are too unpredictable to truly try and pinpoint how they will react to something. The only person that I will ever claim to know is myself. And even that is a tricky feat.
All I know is at this particular moment in time I am content to be me. I have high hopes for my career. I am happy with my family. I'm finally busy-busy. And that is all I really need.
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