I’ve been “actively” seeking my passion; entertaining ideas in my head, but not actually challenging any of these ideas. I’ve been waiting for this mysterious passion to surface and change my life; I utterly desire that feeling of “losing yourself”. I’ve been eagerly waiting for that sign from the universe, an indicator of what my passion/talent should be. Well it’s been some time and zero results, still at square one without a clue.
But this passion-seeking-journey has not been a total waste; I’ve digested some difficult-to-swallow advice…....more
I don’t know if I am just observant, or if strange sights just happen to find me. I was driving to work, and on the cement median that separates the opposing lanes of traffic, on the major highway on which I travel, sat the largest rat imaginable. And when I say largest, I mean really large. He was bigger than my cat, Alex!
This sight freaked me out a little, so I shared it on Twitter and Facebook. One of my blog friends replied, “LOL! I'm sorry!...more
Summer time, and the livin' is sweaty! The humidity and heat have already begun their torturous cycle here in the south. In spite of them both, I still love getting out and puttering in my flower beds. This morning was devoted to watering and putting out mulch. I'm still not finished with the mulch, but the heat forced me inside to get water and cool off for a bit. Late this evening, the mulch will beckon me again. And I'll gladly go. There is something about digging and playing in the dirt that is therapeutic and soothing to the soul in spite of th...more
This has been a brutal couple of days.
Emotional, helpless, worried.
A lady who I work with and adore...her husband was in a plane crash on Saturday.
He was in a Airshow down in Naniamo, he was the first act, and he crashed. They have shown the crash on the News hour about 4 times now.
Bill is alive...stable but still in critical condition in a hospital in Victoria.
Normally, when we come home from dinner out with friends, my husband, Marc, and I are usually tired so we head directly up to our bedroom and watch a little TV. We never decide to start and watch a movie. The other night was different. As soon as we walked into the house, Marc said to me, “I don’t feel like lying down. Let’s watch that new DVD.” And, rather than first going upstairs to change out of his clothes and brush his teeth, he just plopped himself down on the couch....more
Happiness knows no bounds when I am in the kitchen, brainstorming a seductive meal to calm Menopause, that Banshee, my alter ego—that ever wailer of distress. And though yummies is the best sedative EVER, those few moments of tasty pleasure—a supercharged endorphin-like release—soon becomes obvious on the thighs and rear and tummy. If only they made full-body suspenders that helped against nature’s pulling gravity, and a magic wand that lifts and tucks. Sigh!...more
Jennifer: I'm reading Water for Elephants now...not too much interest in the movie. I haven't finished the book, but there is a line fairly early on in the book that comments on age, "then in your thirties something strange starts to happen. It's a mere hiccup at first, an instant of hesitation. How old are you? Oh, I'm-you start confidently, but then you stop. You were going to say thirty-three, but you're not. You're thirty-five. And then you're bothered, because you wonder if this is the beginning of the end....more
a girly-girl/tomboy who, while into fashion, shoes, and the latest celbrity scandals, is also capable of telling you the difference between the jeep wrangler rubacon and the normal jeep wrangler. look at her in her prada shoes talking about trucks, she is such a redneck princess....more
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