Sunday, December 26, 2010
Well, I have been sending many posts via mobile, but clearly, none have arrived here. That is unfortunate as I cannot recreate them all. Although, truly, what words of wisdom could you have missed? Nothing too enlightening I am sure.
So let me say, Happy Holidays. And while I am here, let me see if I can figure out why I am not currently able to post via mobile.
So let me say, Happy Holidays. And while I am here, let me see if I can figure out why I am not currently able to post via mobile.
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Sunday, August 15, 2010
One of my observations of life is this: time will continue and yet so many of are standing the same place we were standing in years ago. Our feet may have moved and we may have seen many different things, but inside we are exactly where we were before. No growth, no more wisdom.
Another observation is this: much of the events are reactions to those events are all weaved together in our minds. It is not necessarily an even and orderly weave. My guess is for most of us it is a weave that has no pattern and is undoubtedly chaotic and confusing to sort through.
Seemingly separate events somehow affect another. Is the constant the events? No, it is us as human beings, individuals with minds that think, (well, some of us have minds that think) and emotions we try to grasp.
For me, right now, I do not seem to be tired. I am looking back at approximately 30 years, when my life as I created it, was being created on rather shakey ground. I would say everyone realized that, but me. I am a slow learner and I usually just deal with the task on hand, the here and now. Why? I don't know. Just my make up, I guess. Tell me what needs to be done and I'll do it. The thinking about the whys and wherefores and the effects, I save that for the middle of the night. Not a good process, I admit, but it would seem the way I work.
Anyway, it's all tied together. That's what I'm trying to say. Family issues affect other family issues. The woven memories all entwined in a rat's nest, that most days I say well, that's the way it is. Deal with it. I do and then night falls and here we are.
Anyway, when my life was on that shakey ground and I was just starting out, he was in the middle of his life, and yet in many ways, his life was sort of ending, only none of us knew it yet.
I was luckier than some. I had the childhood with the father who could play ball, who would take us camping, who enjoyed life and living. He taught us to try and to enjoy and he liked to laugh. And I had the childhood with the mother who was nurturing and caring and who also loved to laugh, and who made us feel like all was right with the world. They are both good parents who loved their children and who both deserved so much more than they were given.
It's all entangled. That's my point. I am not making it well. Who I am today has been so much influenced by who he was, who he was forced to become, and how it affected him, my mother, my siblings, my children, and me. It shaped how I see the world and choices I have made. Good, bad or indifferent. I guess some might say I should be grateful for that. Some might say God only gives you what you can handle. I don't know what I say on that. I say how can anything in life be so cruel to a person for so long. There is such a thing as quality of life.
And then I say, that I should remember to count my blessings. There are many tragedies in this world. That is not the point tonight.
The point is that it is all entwined in my head. What have I learned to unravel from the rat's nest in my head over the years is probably very little.
I do know, that I strive to make things count. If it is enjoying a bird on a tree or an ice cream sunday, I try to remind myself that this time on this earth is short. And there is no guaranty that each day I am here, I will have the physical ability to walk through the zoo or eat an apple on my own. I remind myself that all that is around me is a gift. I do not want to waste the time here. I do not know how much time I have. I try to do what I can to extend the time and still it is a crap shoot. How many times have we heard of the physically fit person who just dropped dead on the street one day. It's all a gift.
God knows I am not perfect at practicing this philosophy. I swear at stupid drivers. I worry about work. I get nervous about finances. Sometimes when my joints hurt, I can't help but complain. But I try to remember as best I can to keep going with my head high and to breath it all in, even the bad. Because all of it is living.
If I'm on the treadmill and I just don't feel like doing it anymore...I will look down at my legs and be grateful they are moving and that they carry me as they do. Who knows if they will tomorrow or next month. And somehow, I forget that I don't feel like running anymore and I complete my work out as originally planned.
Blah, blah blah, right?
Maybe. Here's the thing. This attitude, this need to live isn't in a bubble. It needs to encompass my whole life or it doesn't mean anything. I won't sit down and wait for...for what? What are we waiting for? Tomorrow. If I can't tell you how I feel today, will tomorrow be any easier? And tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow and they all add up, as Harold Hill says, "a lot of empty yesterdays." That is not who I want to be. And it's a choice we each must make.
I think about my future in terms of the present and the past. If it was me in that bed, who would be there to help me through it? I hope not a Harry Houdini. I don't need Harry Houdini. I need somebody brave enough and scared enough to be there with me, to live it with me, and that way we are living, not existing, through the good and the bad. I believe there is a difference. I have made the choice in my life to live.
I talk a good game, don't I? And yet, here I am up at night, unable to sleep. Why? Quite simply put, after all this time, I am in the same spot, in a way, only now, I can recognize that I am on shakey ground. That's kind of funny if you think about it.
Nite all.
Another observation is this: much of the events are reactions to those events are all weaved together in our minds. It is not necessarily an even and orderly weave. My guess is for most of us it is a weave that has no pattern and is undoubtedly chaotic and confusing to sort through.
Seemingly separate events somehow affect another. Is the constant the events? No, it is us as human beings, individuals with minds that think, (well, some of us have minds that think) and emotions we try to grasp.
For me, right now, I do not seem to be tired. I am looking back at approximately 30 years, when my life as I created it, was being created on rather shakey ground. I would say everyone realized that, but me. I am a slow learner and I usually just deal with the task on hand, the here and now. Why? I don't know. Just my make up, I guess. Tell me what needs to be done and I'll do it. The thinking about the whys and wherefores and the effects, I save that for the middle of the night. Not a good process, I admit, but it would seem the way I work.
Anyway, it's all tied together. That's what I'm trying to say. Family issues affect other family issues. The woven memories all entwined in a rat's nest, that most days I say well, that's the way it is. Deal with it. I do and then night falls and here we are.
Anyway, when my life was on that shakey ground and I was just starting out, he was in the middle of his life, and yet in many ways, his life was sort of ending, only none of us knew it yet.
I was luckier than some. I had the childhood with the father who could play ball, who would take us camping, who enjoyed life and living. He taught us to try and to enjoy and he liked to laugh. And I had the childhood with the mother who was nurturing and caring and who also loved to laugh, and who made us feel like all was right with the world. They are both good parents who loved their children and who both deserved so much more than they were given.
It's all entangled. That's my point. I am not making it well. Who I am today has been so much influenced by who he was, who he was forced to become, and how it affected him, my mother, my siblings, my children, and me. It shaped how I see the world and choices I have made. Good, bad or indifferent. I guess some might say I should be grateful for that. Some might say God only gives you what you can handle. I don't know what I say on that. I say how can anything in life be so cruel to a person for so long. There is such a thing as quality of life.
And then I say, that I should remember to count my blessings. There are many tragedies in this world. That is not the point tonight.
The point is that it is all entwined in my head. What have I learned to unravel from the rat's nest in my head over the years is probably very little.
I do know, that I strive to make things count. If it is enjoying a bird on a tree or an ice cream sunday, I try to remind myself that this time on this earth is short. And there is no guaranty that each day I am here, I will have the physical ability to walk through the zoo or eat an apple on my own. I remind myself that all that is around me is a gift. I do not want to waste the time here. I do not know how much time I have. I try to do what I can to extend the time and still it is a crap shoot. How many times have we heard of the physically fit person who just dropped dead on the street one day. It's all a gift.
God knows I am not perfect at practicing this philosophy. I swear at stupid drivers. I worry about work. I get nervous about finances. Sometimes when my joints hurt, I can't help but complain. But I try to remember as best I can to keep going with my head high and to breath it all in, even the bad. Because all of it is living.
If I'm on the treadmill and I just don't feel like doing it anymore...I will look down at my legs and be grateful they are moving and that they carry me as they do. Who knows if they will tomorrow or next month. And somehow, I forget that I don't feel like running anymore and I complete my work out as originally planned.
Blah, blah blah, right?
Maybe. Here's the thing. This attitude, this need to live isn't in a bubble. It needs to encompass my whole life or it doesn't mean anything. I won't sit down and wait for...for what? What are we waiting for? Tomorrow. If I can't tell you how I feel today, will tomorrow be any easier? And tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow and they all add up, as Harold Hill says, "a lot of empty yesterdays." That is not who I want to be. And it's a choice we each must make.
I think about my future in terms of the present and the past. If it was me in that bed, who would be there to help me through it? I hope not a Harry Houdini. I don't need Harry Houdini. I need somebody brave enough and scared enough to be there with me, to live it with me, and that way we are living, not existing, through the good and the bad. I believe there is a difference. I have made the choice in my life to live.
I talk a good game, don't I? And yet, here I am up at night, unable to sleep. Why? Quite simply put, after all this time, I am in the same spot, in a way, only now, I can recognize that I am on shakey ground. That's kind of funny if you think about it.
Nite all.
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Thursday, June 3, 2010
So I was driving home today thinking about how old I will be. I kept thinking 58 is bad enough as it is, but to be turning 59, it just doesn't seem possible. Life is flying by and I have done little with my life.
Then I realized....wait a minute....I am not going to be 59....I am going to be 49. I am young!!!!
Hooray for me. (Okay, so maybe a bit of senility is setting in...what can I say?
Then I realized....wait a minute....I am not going to be 59....I am going to be 49. I am young!!!!
Hooray for me. (Okay, so maybe a bit of senility is setting in...what can I say?
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
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Friday, May 7, 2010
Wow, guess I haven't been on for awhile. I mean, I've sent a word here, a word there through mobile, but haven't really written.
Just one of those things I guess. My foot is getting better. I even tried running for about a minute on the treadmill. Shhhhh. Don't tell anyone. It wasn't one of my brightest ideas. But at least I realized I would be running again. It may just take awhile. It's a frustration but one I will overcome and conquer.
As for everything else, well, I don't know what to say, really. There is much to say but right now, it's just not coming out.
It's sort of like clutching to the top of a flag pole with my eyes closed. I feel the pole blowing gently in the wind, and since I can't see anything, I have no idea what's coming or if I will ever come down again. Although, the interiors of my being know I will, I'm just not sure how or when. It's a little scarey up here, the unknown, you know. But it also is quiet. As it's just me.
Just one of those things I guess. My foot is getting better. I even tried running for about a minute on the treadmill. Shhhhh. Don't tell anyone. It wasn't one of my brightest ideas. But at least I realized I would be running again. It may just take awhile. It's a frustration but one I will overcome and conquer.
As for everything else, well, I don't know what to say, really. There is much to say but right now, it's just not coming out.
It's sort of like clutching to the top of a flag pole with my eyes closed. I feel the pole blowing gently in the wind, and since I can't see anything, I have no idea what's coming or if I will ever come down again. Although, the interiors of my being know I will, I'm just not sure how or when. It's a little scarey up here, the unknown, you know. But it also is quiet. As it's just me.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
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Friday, April 30, 2010
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Tuesday, April 27, 2010
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Wednesday, April 21, 2010
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Friday, April 9, 2010
Take it to get some coffee
Early morning sun smile
Protects that place inside
Which hides so nice and quiet
Hit the library browsing shelves
Old fashioned need no Kindle
Stifle down that old need
Keep away from romance novels
STAYIN' BUSY THAT'S HOW I GET THROUGH
SECOND BY SECOND, MINUTE BY MINUTE WITHOUT YOU
TIME WILL TAKE THIS ACHE THEY SAY
AS TIME GOES ON HOUR BY HOUR, DAY BY DAY
STAYIN BUSY WEEK BY WEEK WITHOUT YOU
At the gym, folks ask me how I've been
Laughing through the small talk
Hides this inside crazed fragility
Work it out and walk the walk
Hide this sense of loneliness
And if I'd see you, my sunshine
I promised you, you'll never know
How much I still wish you were mine
STAYIN' BUSY THAT'S HOW I GET THROUGH
SECOND BY SECOND, MINUTE BY MINUTE WITHOUT YOU
TIME WILL TAKE THIS ACHE THEY SAY
AS TIME GOES ON HOUR BY HOUR, THEN BY DAY
STAYIN BUSY, WEEK BY WEEK WITHOUT YOU
Early morning sun smile
Protects that place inside
Which hides so nice and quiet
Hit the library browsing shelves
Old fashioned need no Kindle
Stifle down that old need
Keep away from romance novels
STAYIN' BUSY THAT'S HOW I GET THROUGH
SECOND BY SECOND, MINUTE BY MINUTE WITHOUT YOU
TIME WILL TAKE THIS ACHE THEY SAY
AS TIME GOES ON HOUR BY HOUR, DAY BY DAY
STAYIN BUSY WEEK BY WEEK WITHOUT YOU
At the gym, folks ask me how I've been
Laughing through the small talk
Hides this inside crazed fragility
Work it out and walk the walk
Hide this sense of loneliness
And if I'd see you, my sunshine
I promised you, you'll never know
How much I still wish you were mine
STAYIN' BUSY THAT'S HOW I GET THROUGH
SECOND BY SECOND, MINUTE BY MINUTE WITHOUT YOU
TIME WILL TAKE THIS ACHE THEY SAY
AS TIME GOES ON HOUR BY HOUR, THEN BY DAY
STAYIN BUSY, WEEK BY WEEK WITHOUT YOU
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Monday, April 5, 2010
Tomorrow. I go to the doctor and I think he will take my cast off which is good! I am tired of lugging it around. AND I am hopeful he tells me I can get back to some cardio. I realize he probably won't let me run yet, but I am hoping he says I can go back to the recumbent bike or the elliptical. This would be very good. As I have been sitting on my butt and it's very hard to do any cardio with one bad foot. (If you know of any cardio that can be done with one foot, other than hopping, please let me know!)
Anyway, the one thing I am worried about is getting on the scale and seeing how much weight I have gained while sitting on my butt for 3 weeks with my foot up. That is going to be scary and I will attempt it on Wednesday morning.
All right. That's it for now. More info later after I go to the doc. Keep your fingers crossed.
Anyway, the one thing I am worried about is getting on the scale and seeing how much weight I have gained while sitting on my butt for 3 weeks with my foot up. That is going to be scary and I will attempt it on Wednesday morning.
All right. That's it for now. More info later after I go to the doc. Keep your fingers crossed.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Friday, April 2, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
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Wednesday, March 24, 2010
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Wednesday, March 17, 2010
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Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Saturday, March 6, 2010
He took my hand in his,
And when he did,
He could just as easily have
Taken my heart
But the quiet in my eyes
He misunderstood
Cause I never found the words to say
Words he'd stay by
So now I spend these nights
Wishing I could share the dark
Until the morning
With this man only present
In my mind, so present in my mind
Last I saw him, so close
He was so near to me
Could he feel that all I knew
He was next to me
And the shows played on
All around down time
Except this heart was racing
He was so close to me
So now I spend these nights
Wishing I could share the dark
Until the morning
With this man only present
In my mind, so present in my mind
Cause he didn't see
All that he did for me
And he misinterpreted my silence
For disinterest
But He took my hand in his,
And when he did,
He could just as easily have
Taken my heart
Just as easily taken my heart.
March 2010
And when he did,
He could just as easily have
Taken my heart
But the quiet in my eyes
He misunderstood
Cause I never found the words to say
Words he'd stay by
So now I spend these nights
Wishing I could share the dark
Until the morning
With this man only present
In my mind, so present in my mind
Last I saw him, so close
He was so near to me
Could he feel that all I knew
He was next to me
And the shows played on
All around down time
Except this heart was racing
He was so close to me
So now I spend these nights
Wishing I could share the dark
Until the morning
With this man only present
In my mind, so present in my mind
Cause he didn't see
All that he did for me
And he misinterpreted my silence
For disinterest
But He took my hand in his,
And when he did,
He could just as easily have
Taken my heart
Just as easily taken my heart.
March 2010
Gravity
Sara Bareilles
Something always leads me back to you
It never takes too long
No matter what I say or do
I'll still feel you here
'Til the moment I'm gone.
You hold me without touch
You keep me without chains.
I never wanted anything so much
Than to drown in your love
And not feel your rain.
Set me free, leave me be
I don’t wanna fall another moment into your gravity
Here I am and I stand so tall
Just the way I’m supposed to be
But you’re on to me and all over me
You loved me ‘cause I’m fragile
When I thought that I was strong
But you touch me for a little while
And all my fragile strength is gone
Set me free, leave me be
I don’t wanna fall another moment into your gravity
Here I am and I stand so tall
Just the way I’m supposed to be
But you’re on to me and all over me
I live here on my knees
As I try to make you see
That you’re everything I think I need
Here on the ground
But you’re neither friend nor foe
Though I can’t seem to let you go
The one thing that I still know
Is that you’re keeping me down
You’re keeping me down
You’re on to me, on to me and all over me
Something always brings me back to you
It never takes too long
Sara Bareilles
Something always leads me back to you
It never takes too long
No matter what I say or do
I'll still feel you here
'Til the moment I'm gone.
You hold me without touch
You keep me without chains.
I never wanted anything so much
Than to drown in your love
And not feel your rain.
Set me free, leave me be
I don’t wanna fall another moment into your gravity
Here I am and I stand so tall
Just the way I’m supposed to be
But you’re on to me and all over me
You loved me ‘cause I’m fragile
When I thought that I was strong
But you touch me for a little while
And all my fragile strength is gone
Set me free, leave me be
I don’t wanna fall another moment into your gravity
Here I am and I stand so tall
Just the way I’m supposed to be
But you’re on to me and all over me
I live here on my knees
As I try to make you see
That you’re everything I think I need
Here on the ground
But you’re neither friend nor foe
Though I can’t seem to let you go
The one thing that I still know
Is that you’re keeping me down
You’re keeping me down
You’re on to me, on to me and all over me
Something always brings me back to you
It never takes too long
I would like to write more tonight, but I'm not sure where to begin. A lot has been going on and there's so much to talk about that I can't talk about. That sucks, right? Someday, I hope, I can put it all out there, so that I can share some of the joys and sorrows that have made me find myself over the last few years, that have shown me what it really is all about.
Oh, my.
I heard from an old friend last week. It seems like it's old friends week. Although, some old friends, are really new friends, they just seem like old.
Anyway, I hadn't talked to him in awhile. It's so wonderful, this new technology. You can stay connected with people.
Oh, my.
I heard from an old friend last week. It seems like it's old friends week. Although, some old friends, are really new friends, they just seem like old.
Anyway, I hadn't talked to him in awhile. It's so wonderful, this new technology. You can stay connected with people.
Hey. So it's been awhile since I wrote anything of significance. A blurb here, a quick comment there. It's not that I haven't had anything to say, it's more about the fact I haven't had a lot of down town to do so. And I certainly can't catch you up in one little post, so let me begin with yesterday.
What a day! It was Friday, which is grand anyway. It's the last day of the work week except I had taken the day off as I had a pre-op appointment scheduled with my doctor. So I got up and went off to the gym, to get in the elliptical machine, or the bike. Either one will do for now, but I miss my out and out run. I've been running, but with the foot issue, it's not the most comfortable of things I can do, so I've been trying to be good and stick with less pounding cardio.
Anyway, I go see him for the last visit before the surgery and he was much more relaxed than he was the prior appointment. Last time he had a resident he was mentoring. I don't think he likes doing that all that well.
Anyway, he is going to go in and get rid of the extra boney growth which is causing my discomfort. If all goes well, that's all he will do. There is a remote possibility he would do a joing replacement, but right now, he doesn't think so. Anyway, so the appointment is fine. He is good with the sinus doc, doing his thing too, while I'm under and so I left there, feeling somewhat comfident, but a little disheartened.
I mean I have been doing all of this exercise to ensure I don't have joint replacements in my arthritic future. And here I am, not 50 yet, and he's saying it's a possibility. I mean, I'm glad it's my toe and not a hip or a knee, but I just hoped it was not foreshadowing my future. Time will only tell.
Afterward, I went home and have been trying to decide, since January mind you, if indulging myself on refilling my favorite perfume was a bit to self-indulgent for someone in my financial state. But we were going out that night, and I wanted to feel like me with my wonderful scent of Happy Heart. I love that stuff!
Anyway, after updating Mom on the phone for a bit, I decided, I would spend the money and just use it for going out nights. As I was explaining to the girl at the cosmetic counter that buying that perfume for myself is more indulgent than I usually allow myself, I went back to the car.
I had a message waiting. It was from the girl at my gym. I had entered the Commit to Be Fit program. If you went to the gym at least 3 times a week you would be entered into a weekly and grand prize drawing. I had already one a weekly drawing for a Target $25 gift card. (and H had one a $15). Anyway! It seems I won the grand prize! A $1500 spa weekend getaway at a local resort.
Oh, my gosh! I was so...so....SO...SO excited. I never won anything like this before! I am still excited. Talk about an indulgent weekend, right? Although, I worked for that baby. They would post every's workouts on the board each week, I usually had 6 or 7 visits a week, one week only 5. But wow! Did that pay off or what?
So I went home and started getting ready for the night out. H and I were going out to see a show with my good friend, B. Seems like I never see him anymore and I've missed him. We were going out to Dekalb to see another good friend, K in a show. So I put on my sweater, leggings, boot and hat, reminiscent of the '60s, (and of course, put a little perfume on. Yeah! And off we went.
The show was fine. It was good to see K. He was Harold Hill. He was very good. And then we drove back. We stopped by a little bar I had only been at once and oh, my. That's a whole other story for another day. Anyway, all was good.
B drove us back to our car, which was parked at Target. We had met there to save him some driving time. Anyway, my car had been sitting there awhile and was very frosted over. So I turned it on and decided to let it warm up. I was feeling lazy and didn't want to scrape.
H noticed another car was driving around and I was like, okay, whatever. H said, is that a cop? And I said, I don't know whatever. Well, I decided I better just get out and scrape. So I open the car door and one of this big bright lights is shining on me. I was blinded. I couldn't see a darn thing. So I'm standing there with my hat on, my go-go type boots and my scraper and I hear someone yell, "GET BACK IN THE CAR, MA'AM!"
In my little voice, I said, "Oh, okay." and I got back in the car. When the cop approached she asked what we were doing and I explained and then I said, is that okay? Anyway, she let us go and all was well, but boy H and I laughed pretty hard on the way home.
So that was yesterday. Crazy, but terribly fun!
What a day! It was Friday, which is grand anyway. It's the last day of the work week except I had taken the day off as I had a pre-op appointment scheduled with my doctor. So I got up and went off to the gym, to get in the elliptical machine, or the bike. Either one will do for now, but I miss my out and out run. I've been running, but with the foot issue, it's not the most comfortable of things I can do, so I've been trying to be good and stick with less pounding cardio.
Anyway, I go see him for the last visit before the surgery and he was much more relaxed than he was the prior appointment. Last time he had a resident he was mentoring. I don't think he likes doing that all that well.
Anyway, he is going to go in and get rid of the extra boney growth which is causing my discomfort. If all goes well, that's all he will do. There is a remote possibility he would do a joing replacement, but right now, he doesn't think so. Anyway, so the appointment is fine. He is good with the sinus doc, doing his thing too, while I'm under and so I left there, feeling somewhat comfident, but a little disheartened.
I mean I have been doing all of this exercise to ensure I don't have joint replacements in my arthritic future. And here I am, not 50 yet, and he's saying it's a possibility. I mean, I'm glad it's my toe and not a hip or a knee, but I just hoped it was not foreshadowing my future. Time will only tell.
Afterward, I went home and have been trying to decide, since January mind you, if indulging myself on refilling my favorite perfume was a bit to self-indulgent for someone in my financial state. But we were going out that night, and I wanted to feel like me with my wonderful scent of Happy Heart. I love that stuff!
Anyway, after updating Mom on the phone for a bit, I decided, I would spend the money and just use it for going out nights. As I was explaining to the girl at the cosmetic counter that buying that perfume for myself is more indulgent than I usually allow myself, I went back to the car.
I had a message waiting. It was from the girl at my gym. I had entered the Commit to Be Fit program. If you went to the gym at least 3 times a week you would be entered into a weekly and grand prize drawing. I had already one a weekly drawing for a Target $25 gift card. (and H had one a $15). Anyway! It seems I won the grand prize! A $1500 spa weekend getaway at a local resort.
Oh, my gosh! I was so...so....SO...SO excited. I never won anything like this before! I am still excited. Talk about an indulgent weekend, right? Although, I worked for that baby. They would post every's workouts on the board each week, I usually had 6 or 7 visits a week, one week only 5. But wow! Did that pay off or what?
So I went home and started getting ready for the night out. H and I were going out to see a show with my good friend, B. Seems like I never see him anymore and I've missed him. We were going out to Dekalb to see another good friend, K in a show. So I put on my sweater, leggings, boot and hat, reminiscent of the '60s, (and of course, put a little perfume on. Yeah! And off we went.
The show was fine. It was good to see K. He was Harold Hill. He was very good. And then we drove back. We stopped by a little bar I had only been at once and oh, my. That's a whole other story for another day. Anyway, all was good.
B drove us back to our car, which was parked at Target. We had met there to save him some driving time. Anyway, my car had been sitting there awhile and was very frosted over. So I turned it on and decided to let it warm up. I was feeling lazy and didn't want to scrape.
H noticed another car was driving around and I was like, okay, whatever. H said, is that a cop? And I said, I don't know whatever. Well, I decided I better just get out and scrape. So I open the car door and one of this big bright lights is shining on me. I was blinded. I couldn't see a darn thing. So I'm standing there with my hat on, my go-go type boots and my scraper and I hear someone yell, "GET BACK IN THE CAR, MA'AM!"
In my little voice, I said, "Oh, okay." and I got back in the car. When the cop approached she asked what we were doing and I explained and then I said, is that okay? Anyway, she let us go and all was well, but boy H and I laughed pretty hard on the way home.
So that was yesterday. Crazy, but terribly fun!
Friday, March 5, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
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Friday, February 12, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Maybe it's how I held my head
Maybe it was something wrong I said
Maybe in time I'll find a way
To let it go, not think of you this way
CHORUS
But baby I need you, oh, how I miss you
And time is failing me
Cause baby I want you, just want to kiss you
This time's not healing me
Maybe you're right, that we were wrong
Maybe you're right, need to be strong
Maybe in time I'll justify
Letting it go and saying goodbye
CHORUS
Maybe a trace for just awhile
Look at your face, see your eyes smile
Maybe a moment, just in time
Where I could feel your heart by mine
CHORUS
February 2010 Complete with music
Maybe it was something wrong I said
Maybe in time I'll find a way
To let it go, not think of you this way
CHORUS
But baby I need you, oh, how I miss you
And time is failing me
Cause baby I want you, just want to kiss you
This time's not healing me
Maybe you're right, that we were wrong
Maybe you're right, need to be strong
Maybe in time I'll justify
Letting it go and saying goodbye
CHORUS
Maybe a trace for just awhile
Look at your face, see your eyes smile
Maybe a moment, just in time
Where I could feel your heart by mine
CHORUS
February 2010 Complete with music
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Friday, January 29, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Watching My Heart
as sung by Vance Gilbert
I can't be your guardian angel
I can barely watch over myself
You're wasting your dreams
and your wishes on me
When they should be for somebody else
They should be for someone
Who'd do more than listen
I'm holding your hand
But I'm out at arm's length
I'm keeping my distance
I'm hearing you tell me your story
You're telling your story
I'm watching my heart.
There's a street light
That shines in your window
As you sleep unaware through the night
I could sit here and watch you
For hours and hours
You're holding your pillow
You're facing the light
A fine to whisper I love you
When you can't hear me
I'm holding your hand
But I'm out at arm's length
I'm keeping my distance
I'm hearing you tell me your story
You're telling your story
I'm watching my heart.
Every lullaby that I've ever heard
Has been somebody lying
Trying to get me to sleep
And now I'm older and restless
Ain't nobody singing and
There's no guaranty I'd listen if they did
I'm kissing your face in the morning
I'm handing your towel to you through the door
I'm doing the breakfast dishes.
I'm wearing your robe.
It don't fit.
We're laughing.
I'm driving this daydream halfway to Jersey.
I'm holding your hand
But I'm out at arm's length
I'm keeping my distance
I'm hearing you tell me your story
You're telling your story
I'm watching my heart.
as sung by Vance Gilbert
I can't be your guardian angel
I can barely watch over myself
You're wasting your dreams
and your wishes on me
When they should be for somebody else
They should be for someone
Who'd do more than listen
I'm holding your hand
But I'm out at arm's length
I'm keeping my distance
I'm hearing you tell me your story
You're telling your story
I'm watching my heart.
There's a street light
That shines in your window
As you sleep unaware through the night
I could sit here and watch you
For hours and hours
You're holding your pillow
You're facing the light
A fine to whisper I love you
When you can't hear me
I'm holding your hand
But I'm out at arm's length
I'm keeping my distance
I'm hearing you tell me your story
You're telling your story
I'm watching my heart.
Every lullaby that I've ever heard
Has been somebody lying
Trying to get me to sleep
And now I'm older and restless
Ain't nobody singing and
There's no guaranty I'd listen if they did
I'm kissing your face in the morning
I'm handing your towel to you through the door
I'm doing the breakfast dishes.
I'm wearing your robe.
It don't fit.
We're laughing.
I'm driving this daydream halfway to Jersey.
I'm holding your hand
But I'm out at arm's length
I'm keeping my distance
I'm hearing you tell me your story
You're telling your story
I'm watching my heart.
Eve see a man laid out
With his heart open and bleeding
For all to see
Ever see a man get up
From that hate so removed
You'd think he'd find
A second perspective
A new leash
An appreciation
For the world around
Funny how it doesn't seem to be
Doesn't work that way
How it dumbfounds
Ever see a child loving
Little left for her
In this cold world
They all up and leave
Love comes along slow
She never gives up
A second perspective
A new leash
An appreciation
For the world around
Funny how it doesn't seem to be
Doesn't work that way
How it dumbfounds
With his heart open and bleeding
For all to see
Ever see a man get up
From that hate so removed
You'd think he'd find
A second perspective
A new leash
An appreciation
For the world around
Funny how it doesn't seem to be
Doesn't work that way
How it dumbfounds
Ever see a child loving
Little left for her
In this cold world
They all up and leave
Love comes along slow
She never gives up
A second perspective
A new leash
An appreciation
For the world around
Funny how it doesn't seem to be
Doesn't work that way
How it dumbfounds
Friday, January 15, 2010
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Friday, January 1, 2010
So I've seen a couple of movies lately. Avatar.....GARBAGE!!!! That Cameron steals pictures and scenes from all of the people who know what they're doing. He has always been and will always be a wannabe to me. When he actually creates something of his own, maybe I will pay attention. Scenes in this one were reminiscent of Jurassic Park, 911, and Pocahontas. I cannot recommend this one. Well, I should say....visually, it was interesting, for about 15 minutes but then it got very destructive. Blah, blah, blah!
Okay, I saw, Sherlock Holmes today. I like Robert Downey, Jr. and Jude Law and it was okay. I got kind of tired during it, but maybe because it's New Year's Day and I was up late last night. Not sure. Would I see a sequel of it? Definitely.
I also saw It's Complicated. Oh, my gosh!!!! It was wonderful. Meryl will always be my favorite. The nuances, the looks, the innocence. She keeps it all so simple in the most complicated of characters.....what I would not give to be 10 percent as good as Meryl.
Anyway, Steve Martin was pulled back and believable. Absolutely wonderful. And Alec Baldwin, oh, my....so sexy. That man is fast becoming a favorite. He is a skilled swordsman with comedy. He does not take himself too seriously, and at the same time can play a love scene like he means it. So wonderful, a real man, full of thoughts and feelings and desires and fallibilities. I loved him in it and...
I loved this movie. And it was nice to see a movie about relationships and romance for people above the age of 40. It was nice to be reminded that people like to kiss, no matter how old they are, and that they need to kiss, no matter how old they are, and it isn't gross or bad, and can also be touching. I loved this movie.
Okay, I saw, Sherlock Holmes today. I like Robert Downey, Jr. and Jude Law and it was okay. I got kind of tired during it, but maybe because it's New Year's Day and I was up late last night. Not sure. Would I see a sequel of it? Definitely.
I also saw It's Complicated. Oh, my gosh!!!! It was wonderful. Meryl will always be my favorite. The nuances, the looks, the innocence. She keeps it all so simple in the most complicated of characters.....what I would not give to be 10 percent as good as Meryl.
Anyway, Steve Martin was pulled back and believable. Absolutely wonderful. And Alec Baldwin, oh, my....so sexy. That man is fast becoming a favorite. He is a skilled swordsman with comedy. He does not take himself too seriously, and at the same time can play a love scene like he means it. So wonderful, a real man, full of thoughts and feelings and desires and fallibilities. I loved him in it and...
I loved this movie. And it was nice to see a movie about relationships and romance for people above the age of 40. It was nice to be reminded that people like to kiss, no matter how old they are, and that they need to kiss, no matter how old they are, and it isn't gross or bad, and can also be touching. I loved this movie.
So I listed my three resolutions on my Facebook status and one of the comments I received was, "Can you still count to 3?"
I have no idea what that means. Seriously, people say I'm cryptic, I don't know. Maybe I am, but the comment above, I just don't get it. I've read it and my resolutions multiple times. Can someone tell me what I am missing here?
I have no idea what that means. Seriously, people say I'm cryptic, I don't know. Maybe I am, but the comment above, I just don't get it. I've read it and my resolutions multiple times. Can someone tell me what I am missing here?
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