- Complete and utter disbelief. How could this happen? WHY did this happen? How could someone be so STUPID! Sometimes I just don't understand why people do the things they do. I hope he knows what he lost. He will NEVER have something like that again. Ever. In life or death. The nerve of some people. She will be OK though. Better to have this happen now then later - right? I think.....I mean, I guess. This sucks.
- I have the heart of an artist and the head of a business woman. You can imagine how I cope in my corporate job. I yearn for freedom and personal expression without the fear of repercussions from "upper management" and the like. Just going outside for a short walk around the parking lot is so freeing to me. I hate being couped up in this box of an office - I think the cube was better; at least it wasn't enclosed.
- Is it fair for me to want to know everything? I mean, I guess people deserve their privacy and right to keep certain things to themselves - but I can't help the fact that I'm inquisitive (a nice way of saying nosy). I think because I've been lied to, deceived, and betrayed in the past, I feel like full disclosure is a prerequisite. Well, maybe not FULL disclosure - but definitely when requested by me. Because if I ask and you don't tell, it looks suspicious. You may just be holding back to keep me at bay - keep me "in check" or what have you. Little does he know - that only makes things worse. Telling me no or not telling me at all - you're probably better off giving me a fully loaded weapon. It probably would have been less painful for you that way.
Friday, January 25, 2008
Monday, January 14, 2008
P. O. P.
The power of prayer.
I watched this episode of the King of Queens and they went to church for the first time in awhile. Carrie ( the wife) prayed for a Church member to get better - and she also prayed to get these Gucci shoes she wanted. Her husband thought that was an abuse of prayer and she shouldn't do that....but she ended up getting a great deal on those shoes!
I recently hoped (not really prayed) for toaster at work. Lo and behold, a new toaster was put into the break room today!! I was ecstatic! Toasted bagels are SO much better! But anyway, I know that prayer works - well it has for me many many times. Some examples I can remember:
When I was like 6 or 7 - I wanted a My Little Pony for my birthday. I thought I was psychic when my Uncle actually gave it to me. I think I must have prayed first though.
When I was 14 I lost my sister's gold earring when she specifically told me NOT to wear them. I know I prayed hard that day, and sure enough I looked down and it was right at my feet.
When I was 18 the summer before my sophomore year of college, we were short on funds for my tuition. I got laid off from my summer job and I prayed that we would figure out a way to pay for school. That same day, I came home and my mom told me she was able to come up with the money.
When I was going through my first major break up, I prayed to God to not let me act a fool and kill that man - he's still alive (as far as I know). Thanks God.
With the arrival of this toaster at work, it reminds me to never give up hope. Even for the little things - God is always lookin out. Make sure to keep that in mind. I know I will.
I watched this episode of the King of Queens and they went to church for the first time in awhile. Carrie ( the wife) prayed for a Church member to get better - and she also prayed to get these Gucci shoes she wanted. Her husband thought that was an abuse of prayer and she shouldn't do that....but she ended up getting a great deal on those shoes!
I recently hoped (not really prayed) for toaster at work. Lo and behold, a new toaster was put into the break room today!! I was ecstatic! Toasted bagels are SO much better! But anyway, I know that prayer works - well it has for me many many times. Some examples I can remember:
When I was like 6 or 7 - I wanted a My Little Pony for my birthday. I thought I was psychic when my Uncle actually gave it to me. I think I must have prayed first though.
When I was 14 I lost my sister's gold earring when she specifically told me NOT to wear them. I know I prayed hard that day, and sure enough I looked down and it was right at my feet.
When I was 18 the summer before my sophomore year of college, we were short on funds for my tuition. I got laid off from my summer job and I prayed that we would figure out a way to pay for school. That same day, I came home and my mom told me she was able to come up with the money.
When I was going through my first major break up, I prayed to God to not let me act a fool and kill that man - he's still alive (as far as I know). Thanks God.
With the arrival of this toaster at work, it reminds me to never give up hope. Even for the little things - God is always lookin out. Make sure to keep that in mind. I know I will.
Solar Energy
I miss Florida. Sometimes I do. Like, I'm glad to be where I am now, don't get me wrong - but there's something about that sunshine and warmth that touches a special side of me.
I remember my first week down there when I moved around this time 2 years ago. Everyday I woke up smiling and happy. Partly because it was a new adventure and I was excited, but the other part was the warmth and sunshine that made every day feel like a vacation. You just don't get that feeling everywhere. I think that's why I love vacations so much (warm ones). That feeling just makes me feel like I don't have a care in the world.
Summer has always been my favorite season. Spring and fall are ok - but those are the worst for my allergies. Winter - fuhgedaboutit. I love sitting on the porch or deck all day and into the night, enjoying the breeze and warmth while sipping on a cool drink and chit chatting with friends. I even love summer rain and the smell it leaves behind. For me, it's the best season there is.
That's why I miss Florida. I got to experience that feeling for a whole year and a half with no interruptions. I mean, some days did get chilly, but never to the point where I felt like the hawk was out! It even stayed lighter longer down there. And even though I was alone (and often bored) I was at peace and in my comfort zone. I want to visit, but I have no real reason. I guess that's what memories are for.
Maybe someday when I'm old and tired of aching bones and cold weather - me and my old man will go and retire down there with the rest of the blue haired ladies. The grandkids can come visit while we sit outside and drink lemonade. They can soak up the sun and take that energy back up north to store some for the winter months. Until then, I guess I'll bundle up, shovel snow, and sip hot cocoa in front of the fireplace. It's not like summer - but I guess it's not so bad after all.
I remember my first week down there when I moved around this time 2 years ago. Everyday I woke up smiling and happy. Partly because it was a new adventure and I was excited, but the other part was the warmth and sunshine that made every day feel like a vacation. You just don't get that feeling everywhere. I think that's why I love vacations so much (warm ones). That feeling just makes me feel like I don't have a care in the world.
Summer has always been my favorite season. Spring and fall are ok - but those are the worst for my allergies. Winter - fuhgedaboutit. I love sitting on the porch or deck all day and into the night, enjoying the breeze and warmth while sipping on a cool drink and chit chatting with friends. I even love summer rain and the smell it leaves behind. For me, it's the best season there is.
That's why I miss Florida. I got to experience that feeling for a whole year and a half with no interruptions. I mean, some days did get chilly, but never to the point where I felt like the hawk was out! It even stayed lighter longer down there. And even though I was alone (and often bored) I was at peace and in my comfort zone. I want to visit, but I have no real reason. I guess that's what memories are for.
Maybe someday when I'm old and tired of aching bones and cold weather - me and my old man will go and retire down there with the rest of the blue haired ladies. The grandkids can come visit while we sit outside and drink lemonade. They can soak up the sun and take that energy back up north to store some for the winter months. Until then, I guess I'll bundle up, shovel snow, and sip hot cocoa in front of the fireplace. It's not like summer - but I guess it's not so bad after all.
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