Life

Sometimes I think that Forrest Gump's momma was a genius. Other times, I think she was a raving lunatic. Most times, I think there is a fine line between those two distinctions. Maybe it's just the time line that is all screwed up. Because, life, is most definitely not like a box of chocolates any more. True, in life you never know what you're gonna get. But, you do know what you'll get with a box of chocolates. You see now they have that little map on the top of each layer that tells you where you'll find which chocolate. You know before you pick up that little square if it's filled with caramel or that icky yicky creme stuff. Perhaps way back in the day of Forrest's youth there was no such map. Life for sure doesn't have that map. Never has. Never will. I wish it did.

They say that hind sight is 20/20. But I can tell you with absolute certainty that it isn't always the case. I can look back and see the mistakes I've made, but I don't know, even now, how I could have avoided those mistakes or even if I could have, how I would have made the choices differently. The few mistakes I can see a correction for always make me wonder what would be changed in my every day life today if I had done it differently.

I think it more apt to say that life is more like a Merry-Go-Round. Constantly moving. Going up. Going down. There are times when I feel so down I can't see that I'll soon be moving up. Fortunately, I always do go back up. I just don't always feel it when it happens.

I'm in a down pattern now. Wondering when the up will happen. How will I know it when it does? What will happen if I don't?

Life.

Take Care

Thar She Blows!

OK, so I belong to a coupla Yahoo! Groups. Generally I lurk. Generally I just try to blend into the background and enjoy myself. Generally...

Today, though, was not a typical day. I'd like to say it started out typical, but that would be a lie. Things are crazy stressful around here. I mean crazy stressful. MB is sick. Bills are piling up, and basically, I can't carry the globe on my shoulders anymore. I'm tired.

So anyway, I open the e-mail digest today, and there is a message posted to the group that points out a celebrities dress at an event. It wasn't a "look how great this woman looks in this dress!" kind of pointing out either. It was a, "I cannot believe that some people think they can wear this kind of thing!" post. Granted, they did not actually SAY this, but the subtext was there.

Let me just say that this Yahoo! Group is an amazing group of women. Women I aspire to be like. Women I admire. They are strong, they are amazing, and they are smart. However, even the smartest of people sometimes act like asses.

One of my biggest pet peeves is when people point out the flaws in others. Be it their addictions, their choice of mates, choice of profession, and yes, even their fashion sense. It drives me INSANE!

You see, I was that child, the child you didn't want to have. The one who wore whatever looked fun in the morning when I got up. It didn't matter if it didn't match! I didn't care! I would wear a hot pink shirt, orange pants, and purple chucks, because you know what? I LOVED all three articles of clothing. They were comfortable. They were my favorites, and they made me smile.

Miss Beautiful is the same way. There are many, many days that I look at her clothes in the morning and want to cry to the heavens, "Why Me?!" But the simple truth of the matter is, I know why. Because I was the same way, and my mother, in all of her infinite wisdom let me be ME.

She, threw her silence, taught me that it was OK to be happy in my own skin. Even with my bad tastes and funky hair (yeah, I had a rat tail baby!) she made me feel gorgeous. To this day I still wear what makes me happy. Those jeans I have on, with the glitter and the rhinestones? Yep, I LOVE them. Yep, they make me smile. And yep, my mom still thinks I look GORGEOUS. And ya know what? So does every one I know, because I'm happy, and that outshines even the most hideous of outfits.

So next time some one walks by you or you see their picture in a tabloid (blog, TV show) and they are holding their head high in what you consider a hideous outfit? Suck it up. Applaud them, and maybe, just maybe you won't hate being in your own skin so bad.

It does not an ounce of good to make fun of some one and their clothing. It does not change the fact that they are famous and you are not. It does not change the fact that they are someone's child and they deserve to be treated as such. Instead of pointing it out and laughing with everyone and their brother, maybe you should just go get your rhinestone pants out of the closet, top it off with a lime green tube top, and SMILE - because you are BEAUTIFUL!

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So, My Life Is A Country Song on Some Beach, Somewhere!

You Are Country Music

You are friendly, down to earth, and fairly conservative. You are true to your friends and your upbringing. Change is hard for you. But beneath your old fashioned attitude, you are expressive and artistic in your own way. Very few people can express pain and pleasure as eloquently as you can.

What Kind of Music Are You?

And ya wanna see how we've spent a lot of our summer?

Just wanted to catch up with everyone. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO KIM, GRET, and dee! May your new year give you everything you always dreamed of!

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Bear The Swimmer!

Yeah, I know I haven't blogged over here in over a month, and I'm sorry. My only excuse is my busy schedule and that I've been keeping up over on Novel Reads. However, tonight, I just had to blog to brag!

See that pic up there? That's my little man Bear, isn't he getting so big? Anyway, he's joined the swim team this summer and he's been having a ball! He's earned several ribbons. Two Third Place for individual events, a Second Place for Medley Relay, and a First Place for Freestyle Relay. But tonight? Tonight, BEAR WON FIRST PLACE IN THE INDIVIDUAL FREESTYLE event! Our house is buzzing with the excitement!

We were excited about the Olympic Swim Trials coming up because Bear has been so pumped and into swimming, and after watching those, he's even more into it. Tonight, he's flying high, and has his eyes on the Gold a few years down the line! He also came in a very, VERY close second on the Fly event, I'm talking less than 1/2 second, close. What a race that was. Even cooler was that the kid that beat him is a good friend, and they were celebrating together what a good race they both had.

I'm telling you, swimming, it is the way to go!

More later I promise.

Take Care

The Well Is Dry

I've thought long and hard about doing a thought provoking post. You know, something that will change the course of humanity as we know it for the better. A post that gets people moving and ready to radically make a difference and take a stand. Unfortunately, I'm not very deep, and the well that is me is in fact, dry at the moment. I am incredibly tired as I seem to have caught a nasty case of insomnia. So if you're looking for thought provoking, I'm sorry I cannot deliver. In fact, you may lose a few brain cells just reading my very nonsensical thoughts. Just a small warning. And if that hasn't scared you off, join me, will you? as I just like a frog from thought to thought.

I know I've managed to just about ignore this blog into oblivion, but I have been blogging over on my book blog Novel Reads, so if you're interested check it out.

My family is the best. I love us. We just bought a pool, just one of those cheaper above ground pool thingies, but it's 15 foot wide and 4 feet deep, so it is more than big enough. That's Bear and Miss Beautiful up there in case you were wondering.

Bear has joined the swimming team. Both MB and Bear are playing ball. The Hubs is temporarily on nights, so I'm rarely home in the evenings, and when Jr Golf starts up, I'll be home even less. I LOVE it!

I've cut my hours at work down to nearly non-existent, so as the only employee as of current, I am incredibly busy in my few hours a day on the clock. The Hubs mentioned me just going back to being a full-time mom, but I really do enjoy the work, and it will calm down for me as soon as summer break is over. I enjoy silk screening and embroidery, and it also allows me to use some creativity. The Hubs is working his new job and he's loving it. He's a new man. I cannot even begin to describe the transformation that happened when he gave his notice and saw the light at the end of the tunnel that was his hell job.


This is what a full day of swimming and playing does for Miss Beautiful. Unfortunately, I'm not as luck, as it simply makes me crispy.



And this is what a full day of swimming does to Bear. Poor little man. Like I said, he's joined the swim team at the Country Club, and they work those kids. Mon-Fri he has swim practice every day for an hour. They get 5 minutes at the end of practice to play, but the rest of the time is spent doing laps of various strokes and laps with the kick boards.

I've done some writing lately. See, the inability to sleep finally got to me and I started using that time to write. I remember it very clearly, I tossed and turned for the third night in a row and finally gave up and sat down to write. I opened up the current WIP file and it was like genius just started flowing from my fingers. I was writing pure gold, people. PURE GOLD! I was pumped, I was amazed that such beauty live in my mind - And then I re-read it. Greatgoogelymoogely, lack of sleep really plays havoc on a mind. Someday, I may post my attempts at insomniac writing, but for now, it's just far too embarrassing. Seriously, friends do not let friends write while stupid.

And now, I will sign off, but as I do, I will leave you with one thing thought provoking. I just wish it were me that could claim credit.Take Care

It's A Meme Thang

I stole this from Kim who stole it from Barb. I've been rather lax in my blogging duties as of late, but it's been a time of reflection. I started a full time job. I was myself with some one who I considered a friend and they spit in my face (you never know who your friends are until you lose it).

Basically, I've been re-evaluating life and what I want, and quite frankly, I still know very little. In fact, I know for certain that I love being a mom and wife. I love being a writer, no matter how slowly that may go. Otherwise, I'm still feeling my way. It's like darkness has closed in, and my hands are my guide. I'm feeling my way through life, a day at a time, not knowing what lies ten feet ahead, and while that's scary to the infinite power, it's kinda cool too...

You’re feeling: Wore out. I worked my 6th straight today, and will start all over again Monday...

To your left: The phone is on the wall and the kitchen just on the other side. On the floor is the tower to the computer. Let us just pretend there is no left side of the desk - 'kay?

On your mind: I wanna go to bed.

Last meal included: Sonic burger and onion rings. I worked today and it was easy.

You sometimes find it hard to: Get out of bed.

The weather: Cold. I think we made it to 65 today, but dayum, will "Spring" ever get here to stay?

Something you have a collection of: Cherished Teddies. I love those things. Sadly, no one seems to remember or care about that, and I haven't had a new one for 2 years :(

A smell that cheers you up: My mom. I think it's probably Noxema with Oil of Olay and Patchouli. But man, that smell is the best thing in this world.

A smell that can ruin your mood: Green Beans. Seriously. The stuff is rank.

How long since you last shaved: Ummmmmmmmmmmmm...........Hey, it's still jeans weather here.

The current state of your hair: It's gorgeous but needs to be changed. It's just in a head-band right now.

The largest item on your desk/workspace (not computer): All in one Printer/Fax/Scanner/Copier (This was Kim's answer, but aside from my huge ass monitor, it's true.)

Your skill with chopsticks: Non-existent (Haha, Kim's answer again, but OH, So true!)

Which sections you head for first in a bookstore: Romance, Sci-Fi, Fantasy, New-Release, Food, and Bargain.)

Something you’re craving: Nothing you can eat. But I sure would do just about anything to have my friend back.

Your general thoughts on the presidential race: I think the democrats are going to shoot themselves in the foot with Obama/Clinton drama. Which is a shame, because they had a damn good candidate in their hands.

How many times have you been hospitalized this year: None.

Favorite place to go for a quiet moment: My home. It's my refuge.

You’ve always secretly thought you’d be a good: Right now - I'm not feeling very good at anything. But secretly, I always thought I'd make one hell of a She-Ra!

Something that freaks you out a little: I don't freak out a "little" over anything. I'm an all out kinda gal.

Something you’ve eaten too much of lately: Nothing. My lunch break is picking up the kids, and my breakfast time is spent getting them ready for school. So, I'm not eating anything lately. Great for my waistline, horrible for my health.

You have never: Flown on an airplane.

You never want to: Lose my family.

Tag! You're it if you want to be...

I Cannot Believe Little Man Is Grown Up!

My oldest nephew went to PROM tonight. I cannot believe that this good lookin' young man is my nephew. The same kid I cuddled, sang to sleep, changed diapers, and out and out loved with everything I have, has grown into such a handsome young man!

Take Care

Going Private

I plan on putting this blog on private in the very near future (probably this week-end). I'll be posting over on Novel Reads, and downsizing my time everywhere else, so if ya are interested, you can keep up with me here.

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