I turned on the TV this weekend and heard this song, thought I'd share it with you.
Monday, September 26, 2011
Friday, September 23, 2011
Photo Friday! My friend Drishtie.
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| Today is my friend Drishtie's Last day at work. A Gradute Non-Profit Major with an Emergency Management and Homeland Security certification. She's off to finish up her degree and brave the wilds of DC later on. GOOD LUCK Drishtie! |
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Opportunity!
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| Image: Pixomar / FreeDigitalPhotos.net |
What they rarely say is that you have to be listening in order to hear the knock in the first place.
Life has a funny way of placing things in your path to prepare you for whats to come in the future. The question then becomes, when you open yourself to what life may be telling you, is it a moment of preparation or is it the real deal? You'll never know unless you take the leap.
Monday, September 19, 2011
Friday, September 16, 2011
Photo Friday! We're back with- My nightly Cocktail
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| Two Glucosamine Two Flinstone Gummies One Allegra One Fish Oil Yum! |
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
My favorite flavor -red and other such sayings.
If you ask my husband what his favorite flavor of Kool aid is he'll tell you it's red. Anyone see the problem here? Yep! That's it, red, isn't a flavor it's a color. It's a long running joke in our family.
We were laying around this afternoon, because he wrecked his back this weekend and after spending the day alone in the house with no one but the dog to talk to. The man needed company and someone to talk to. So I made the easiest comfort food available, mac and cheese and discovered I had Kool aid in my pantry.
Which reminded me of a conversation a co worker and I had recently. He's taking a class on gender. In the process of our conversation he told myself and another co worker that he wasn't brought up to talk about feelings. So much so, that when asked how he was doing during a particularly difficult time, he replied "I'm ok, I'm doing fine."
The person asking, pointed put to him that, Good and Fine weren't actually feelings.
And they aren't. Good and Fine are not emotions they are words we tend to use to deflect attention from our emotions. We are taught to buck up, to keep a stiff upper lip. When we should be encouraged to explore our feelings. Not so we become emotional puddles on the floor, but so we can express ourselves freely and without fear of censure simply because we dare to feel.
We were laying around this afternoon, because he wrecked his back this weekend and after spending the day alone in the house with no one but the dog to talk to. The man needed company and someone to talk to. So I made the easiest comfort food available, mac and cheese and discovered I had Kool aid in my pantry.
Which reminded me of a conversation a co worker and I had recently. He's taking a class on gender. In the process of our conversation he told myself and another co worker that he wasn't brought up to talk about feelings. So much so, that when asked how he was doing during a particularly difficult time, he replied "I'm ok, I'm doing fine."
The person asking, pointed put to him that, Good and Fine weren't actually feelings.
And they aren't. Good and Fine are not emotions they are words we tend to use to deflect attention from our emotions. We are taught to buck up, to keep a stiff upper lip. When we should be encouraged to explore our feelings. Not so we become emotional puddles on the floor, but so we can express ourselves freely and without fear of censure simply because we dare to feel.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Lessons from the Golf cart.
OK so Labor day through me for a loop. I wasn't feeling so well but we went camping anyway. It was a an exercise in marital cooperation.
We set up at tent that we used once, before we Alexandra. She is now six.
I let the hubby take care of the food which resulted in me missing my organic white cheddar cheetos and the only semi argument we had.
We went hiking through the woods and jumped a creek.
We packed the tent up and got it back into it's case.
And in the end I decided that we should go camping more often.
Now for that lesson from the Golf cart.
Part of my routine is picking up specific mail from different buildings and one of those buildings requires me to execute a three point turn with said golf cart. Now there was a student who needed to pass just as I was trying to do so.
Soooo I let him pass. He spoke to me just as he was behind me, to tell me not to knock him down. So I said I promise not to, thinking he was joking. He then replied that he would sue me. Now I couldn't reply what I wanted to so I simply wished him luck with that venture and drove off.
Take from this what you will, but this is the type of behavior that I've been seeing over and over again from young and old alike.
We set up at tent that we used once, before we Alexandra. She is now six.
I let the hubby take care of the food which resulted in me missing my organic white cheddar cheetos and the only semi argument we had.
We went hiking through the woods and jumped a creek.
We packed the tent up and got it back into it's case.
And in the end I decided that we should go camping more often.
Now for that lesson from the Golf cart.
Part of my routine is picking up specific mail from different buildings and one of those buildings requires me to execute a three point turn with said golf cart. Now there was a student who needed to pass just as I was trying to do so.
Soooo I let him pass. He spoke to me just as he was behind me, to tell me not to knock him down. So I said I promise not to, thinking he was joking. He then replied that he would sue me. Now I couldn't reply what I wanted to so I simply wished him luck with that venture and drove off.
Take from this what you will, but this is the type of behavior that I've been seeing over and over again from young and old alike.
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