day 31...
...so here we are 31 days into my 30th year...& i am feelin' pretty good, that i have made it thus far (insert thought, geez what will she think if she makes it to may, she will probably want the pulitzer)...
**side note, we are going to forgo talking about, "my fat a#" this tuesday due to the fact my diet is in epic failure mode, & i am heading off to NYC & will be eating my face off...is that to say it is over, NO...however, let us just hit pause, to be continued (now you understand why i gave myself 6 mos.;)
so at the end of chapter 1...
...i danced in my car tonight, that song, "party rock anthem," well it popped up & i was jammin', you would thought i was john travolta (circa 1977) in saturday night fever, the way i was movin' (i know you are laughing, it is a great & humorous visual, especially b/c the lower half of my body can only move so much while driving)...but it was fun & made me just smile to do it...especially as it was the end of my day (insert thought, omg, she is on something, she must be trippin' or is it friday & she is wasted)...
...i am perfectly fine (that is still up for debate), but have you ever done anything in life for the pure fun or pleasure of it, not because you planned it, most likely you will be by yourself while doing it, & it does not require a lot of effort, in all honesty should require none, you do it just b/c you can...& as you are partaking in these said events/acts a smile starts to come across your face & for that moment there is a feeling of happiness...(side note: it is not due to some substance added to your body to make you feel this way, b/c it is natural & pure & can just happen like that)..
...these moments/events/acts make life that much better, push us to the next moment b/c you never know if that next moment will be another one of these to make you feel f*&^% AHH-MAZING all over again...
...singing your lungs out (in the shower, in the car & no i can't sing); where your inhibition is throw to the wind = :)...
....dancing (letting yourself go & your body just move to the music) = :)...
...reading a kids book (or rather any book); where it takes you to a whole new place & you become that character = :)...
...riding a bike or taking a walk, (not to get anywhere) but to see where you end up = :)....
...falling asleep randomly to allow yourself to dream big = :)...
...crushing on someone (even if only for a quick second) = :)...
....writing a letter/note/card to people who make your world turn = :)...
...laughing (until your belly hurts) = :)...
...doing something that you never thought you could do = :)....
...giving someone an unexpected gift = :)
...crying because someone made your heart soar = :)
...being a kid again (whether that be through your own children, grand children, nieces & nephews or just to do again); but allowing for that innocence to captivate you = :)...
being in that moment where nothing seems to matter = :)...
...writing this blog = :)...
...& the list goes on, and the chapter continues, why hello there February, i am ready for you...
<3 SM
1.31.2012
1.30.2012
the beauty of a conversation...
day 30...
...monday, so not a fan; however i just finished a conversation that allowed a sense of peace & a smile to complete this day that i loathe so much...
...have you ever had a conversation maybe for only a brief moment, or maybe for hours & it was just what you needed...that person's voice was just what you needed to cause a smile to creep across your face...& you may have talked about the most important things, and you may even have discussed very insignificant things but it was great conversation...over the course of my 30 years on earth i have been blessed with many of these said conversations, & after each one, i always feel the same --> AHH-MAZING!
...when was the last time you had a conversation that captivated your heart, your soul, your mind where you wanted to write everything down that they said, you wanted to hold on to the moments of laughter, & record every awe-inspiring moment/thought that occurred...
...i am a talker, by nature (shocker) but most often the talk is just chatter, but after a great conversation, it always feels like i just ate the most satisfying meal, & i can now sit and relax & just be...no thoughts, no over analyzing, just be in that moment...it is such a peaceful moment, that it is almost indescribable...
...it is random, & has no sense of a path of where it will go, but it is true and honest, & it is a good talk...so my friends, talk on & do yourself a favor, have a great conversation!
<3 LP
<3 AS
...monday, so not a fan; however i just finished a conversation that allowed a sense of peace & a smile to complete this day that i loathe so much...
...have you ever had a conversation maybe for only a brief moment, or maybe for hours & it was just what you needed...that person's voice was just what you needed to cause a smile to creep across your face...& you may have talked about the most important things, and you may even have discussed very insignificant things but it was great conversation...over the course of my 30 years on earth i have been blessed with many of these said conversations, & after each one, i always feel the same --> AHH-MAZING!
...when was the last time you had a conversation that captivated your heart, your soul, your mind where you wanted to write everything down that they said, you wanted to hold on to the moments of laughter, & record every awe-inspiring moment/thought that occurred...
...i am a talker, by nature (shocker) but most often the talk is just chatter, but after a great conversation, it always feels like i just ate the most satisfying meal, & i can now sit and relax & just be...no thoughts, no over analyzing, just be in that moment...it is such a peaceful moment, that it is almost indescribable...
...it is random, & has no sense of a path of where it will go, but it is true and honest, & it is a good talk...so my friends, talk on & do yourself a favor, have a great conversation!
<3 LP
<3 AS
1.29.2012
as george michael explained so well...
...you got to have faith, faith, faith...
day 29...
i was going to have a little discussion on forgiveness but then the spirit threw something at my face...which is see below (the link), & please feel free to read, i love discussions on faith or rather just people's points of view on faith, in fact, i think (insert thought -- there she goes with her thoughts again, will someone please stop her, please) that in order for faith to be strong a discussion & exploration is not just desired but required...faith, like life, is not a spectator sport, in order for you to be good, if not great, one must practice & compete in some great events...other words without the crazy analogies, you got to work FAITH out...that is what God intended we; however, some times forget...
ok so here is the post from a friend in regard to faith, the inspiration behind my post today (hey, even the great ones were inspired once in awhile, i think i fall into the same category)
http://ohflynn.blogspot.com/2012/01/faith.html
...up until about 3 - 5 years ago, faith was so easy to me it actually was like a huge boulder nothing could move it & it would not break...i just knew God was there, He was taking care of everything, was life perfect, no; but what was; He had a plan & i was moving through it with him by my side...the world could throw anything at me & my faith, God would take me through it...
...then just like anything i was thrown threw a loop, a dear friend's sister got sick, not just had a virus, she was diagnosed with cancer...i remember thinking she was so young...how could this happen, they were good people...what the hell, it would be ok, she would have some surgery, do some treatment, everyone would pray & do what they need to do, and she could/would survive...but her body was tired and the cancer was aggressive and she is now smiling down on her family & friends...my rock of faith was beginning to weaken...<3
...another blow to the old faith, my best friend's mom was diagnosed with cancer & they would remove the tumor, give her chemo & she seemed on the road to recovery...but the tumors kept coming back and she was in pain, & my prayers (my friend's prayers) were not being answered...& the day you pick up the phone & hear your best friend on the other end, crying saying she is no longer, a piece of your heart disappears & another bit of faith is lost...<3
...a third (well there were others, but this took the cake) major blow to my faith, a very very close family friend (more like a family member, another brother to me) was given the diagnosis of cancer as well, i could not believe, so young, so healthy, so AHH-MAZING and he was sick...a match was needed to be found, and people who knew him & those that he didn't stepped up...& they found a match, and then needed another, and it took, only for the cancer to come haunting back, so another transplant & all seemed well but something happened & huge part of my heart shattered into a million pieces & my faith had taken a major blow & i was not sure if it would come back..<3
...i didn't understand why this was happening to such awesome people, and why my friends & family who were just as amazing had to be put through this, how could God do this, why would He do this, & just as my cousin/friend told me, "everything we were taught was being proven wrong, we were taught to pray for those that were sick & all would be fine..." & now everything faith stood for was gone...
...(you are now maybe thinking, where the hell is this going b/c this is not helping with the faith)...so there i was waiting for the next person, or next bad event to happen, living as if God was going to keep pulling the rug out on me & the people i love...so...what next??...well fortunately for us, God puts people in our lives that we need so that we when we can't hear him, they are His voice...& fortunately for me, He put so so many people in my life, that pushed me back towards Him...
...a friend looked at me, & said, "do you honestly believe that God wants people to suffer & make people sick, and wants them to die...no, He is just as pissed that they suffered, that you are now hurting & suffering..." i never thought about it like that, & now i look back and think, i was seeing him so wrong & vengeful, it wasn't why do bad things happen to good people, it is they happen, bad happenings have no boundaries & it completely and utterly sucks, and do i understand it, NO...but i know that God shares in the hurt, in the anger, in the sadness, in the tears just as i do...
...another friend told me, "yes i am so sad that i do not get to have them with me any more, but I was blessed with them for (X) amount of time & what a gift that was...if i can't thank God for their life and the impact that they had on me, than what was their life for...i am a better me b/c i knew them..." & i am a much better person b/c i knew these people (& their families)...
...then there is the saying which my mom says all the time, "everything happens for a reason," & we may not know or ever quite understand that reason but there is one, i believe it, definitely don't get it all the time but i believe it...
...also a priest once gave an sermons/eulogy for a girl that passed away in our church, she was still in college & it was a very tragic accident, & God forgive me, but usually this priest stands up to talk my ears shut off; so when he stood up, i remember thinking, ohh here we go...well he gave one of the best sermons i have ever heard, this girl loved service to others, loved her family, loved the outdoors, just a good person...yet her life was cut so short, well, as he so compared it to, a young man a very long time ago that had many of these same qualities that also died at a very young age, that man was Christ...they, just like we did not have enough time with this girl, but while she was with us she did some amazing things, Christ like things, so if anything we remember her being like Christ...WOW, what a comparison, she lived her life (probably unaware) like Christ, & i know those other people just like Christ were taken way too young but they left their mark just like Christ...
...so the question now (i am almost finished, just keep reading)...where am i now with faith, is it back to being a boulder, NOPE...in fact, there are days when i think i might not find it, but i know its there...how do i know b/c those are the days when God sends a little reminder to me that i can't miss (basically, He is screaming at me), i know its there b/c what else is going to pick me up and carry me to the next moment, what else is telling me that this isn't it, that i will survive & life will get better...
& then there are days when i think my faith can move a mountain...
faith isn't & shouldn't be easy...it causes a huge mess & makes no sense most of the time...it is like a roller coaster...scary, thrilling, nauseating, not sure what will happen at the next turn, exciting, but if you get on, it can be one hell of a ride & guess what, you are never alone, there is a seat right next to you, you just have to let Him go with you...
day 29...
i was going to have a little discussion on forgiveness but then the spirit threw something at my face...which is see below (the link), & please feel free to read, i love discussions on faith or rather just people's points of view on faith, in fact, i think (insert thought -- there she goes with her thoughts again, will someone please stop her, please) that in order for faith to be strong a discussion & exploration is not just desired but required...faith, like life, is not a spectator sport, in order for you to be good, if not great, one must practice & compete in some great events...other words without the crazy analogies, you got to work FAITH out...that is what God intended we; however, some times forget...
ok so here is the post from a friend in regard to faith, the inspiration behind my post today (hey, even the great ones were inspired once in awhile, i think i fall into the same category)
http://ohflynn.blogspot.com/2012/01/faith.html
FAITH...why yes, i think i will take a go at it...
my 30 year (& counting) journey of faith...
"we live by faith, not by sight," (2 Co. 5:7) that not by seeing but through faith tomorrow will be brighter...
...up until about 3 - 5 years ago, faith was so easy to me it actually was like a huge boulder nothing could move it & it would not break...i just knew God was there, He was taking care of everything, was life perfect, no; but what was; He had a plan & i was moving through it with him by my side...the world could throw anything at me & my faith, God would take me through it...
...then just like anything i was thrown threw a loop, a dear friend's sister got sick, not just had a virus, she was diagnosed with cancer...i remember thinking she was so young...how could this happen, they were good people...what the hell, it would be ok, she would have some surgery, do some treatment, everyone would pray & do what they need to do, and she could/would survive...but her body was tired and the cancer was aggressive and she is now smiling down on her family & friends...my rock of faith was beginning to weaken...<3
...another blow to the old faith, my best friend's mom was diagnosed with cancer & they would remove the tumor, give her chemo & she seemed on the road to recovery...but the tumors kept coming back and she was in pain, & my prayers (my friend's prayers) were not being answered...& the day you pick up the phone & hear your best friend on the other end, crying saying she is no longer, a piece of your heart disappears & another bit of faith is lost...<3
...a third (well there were others, but this took the cake) major blow to my faith, a very very close family friend (more like a family member, another brother to me) was given the diagnosis of cancer as well, i could not believe, so young, so healthy, so AHH-MAZING and he was sick...a match was needed to be found, and people who knew him & those that he didn't stepped up...& they found a match, and then needed another, and it took, only for the cancer to come haunting back, so another transplant & all seemed well but something happened & huge part of my heart shattered into a million pieces & my faith had taken a major blow & i was not sure if it would come back..<3
...i didn't understand why this was happening to such awesome people, and why my friends & family who were just as amazing had to be put through this, how could God do this, why would He do this, & just as my cousin/friend told me, "everything we were taught was being proven wrong, we were taught to pray for those that were sick & all would be fine..." & now everything faith stood for was gone...
...(you are now maybe thinking, where the hell is this going b/c this is not helping with the faith)...so there i was waiting for the next person, or next bad event to happen, living as if God was going to keep pulling the rug out on me & the people i love...so...what next??...well fortunately for us, God puts people in our lives that we need so that we when we can't hear him, they are His voice...& fortunately for me, He put so so many people in my life, that pushed me back towards Him...
...a friend looked at me, & said, "do you honestly believe that God wants people to suffer & make people sick, and wants them to die...no, He is just as pissed that they suffered, that you are now hurting & suffering..." i never thought about it like that, & now i look back and think, i was seeing him so wrong & vengeful, it wasn't why do bad things happen to good people, it is they happen, bad happenings have no boundaries & it completely and utterly sucks, and do i understand it, NO...but i know that God shares in the hurt, in the anger, in the sadness, in the tears just as i do...
...another friend told me, "yes i am so sad that i do not get to have them with me any more, but I was blessed with them for (X) amount of time & what a gift that was...if i can't thank God for their life and the impact that they had on me, than what was their life for...i am a better me b/c i knew them..." & i am a much better person b/c i knew these people (& their families)...
...then there is the saying which my mom says all the time, "everything happens for a reason," & we may not know or ever quite understand that reason but there is one, i believe it, definitely don't get it all the time but i believe it...
...also a priest once gave an sermons/eulogy for a girl that passed away in our church, she was still in college & it was a very tragic accident, & God forgive me, but usually this priest stands up to talk my ears shut off; so when he stood up, i remember thinking, ohh here we go...well he gave one of the best sermons i have ever heard, this girl loved service to others, loved her family, loved the outdoors, just a good person...yet her life was cut so short, well, as he so compared it to, a young man a very long time ago that had many of these same qualities that also died at a very young age, that man was Christ...they, just like we did not have enough time with this girl, but while she was with us she did some amazing things, Christ like things, so if anything we remember her being like Christ...WOW, what a comparison, she lived her life (probably unaware) like Christ, & i know those other people just like Christ were taken way too young but they left their mark just like Christ...
...so the question now (i am almost finished, just keep reading)...where am i now with faith, is it back to being a boulder, NOPE...in fact, there are days when i think i might not find it, but i know its there...how do i know b/c those are the days when God sends a little reminder to me that i can't miss (basically, He is screaming at me), i know its there b/c what else is going to pick me up and carry me to the next moment, what else is telling me that this isn't it, that i will survive & life will get better...
& then there are days when i think my faith can move a mountain...
faith isn't & shouldn't be easy...it causes a huge mess & makes no sense most of the time...it is like a roller coaster...scary, thrilling, nauseating, not sure what will happen at the next turn, exciting, but if you get on, it can be one hell of a ride & guess what, you are never alone, there is a seat right next to you, you just have to let Him go with you...
*faith, i love b/c God gave it to us to be whatever we choose it to be, it is not something that has directions, & in fact it is different for all people...
faith is faith & you determine how you define it & how you use it...
faith is faith & you determine how you define it & how you use it...
"now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen." (heb. 11:1)
<3 JC
1.28.2012
men & women...
can we really be friends, or is it a complete & utter myth...
day 28...
(side note: the stylist did wonders, i am now half as scary as i was:)
...if you have ever seen the movie, "when harry met sally" there is the a debate throughout the whole movie in regard to if men & women can actually be friends, or does sex get in the way...
well the long & short of it is they go back & forth (dating, not dating, friends, not friends), only to find out that they truly do love each other, so whether their friendship grew into a full blown relationship or the fact that they realized that the only way they could possibly work is if they were together as best friends & soul mates...so harry & sally have solved the conundrum that has been lingering for years, not quite sure about that..& its hollywood, they have to make the ending good, that is why we keep going back for more (or hence the reason we pay $10.00 to see those happy endings)...
i am impartial to this thought, actually leaning more towards the not being able to be true blue friends (30 years rather more so the last 10-12 yrs. of experience is where this is comin' from)...part of me would like to believe that is possible...not to say that we can't be friends, i am just talking like true, know your business friends...like those of the same sex can be with each other...
...does physical attraction get in the way? are we incapable (well men more than women) of not being able to be just good friends?...
some say that in order for a true male/female relationship to work, it must go through all the stages & the two to come out on the other end in one piece...something like this happens --> girl likes boy, boy wants to be friends, boy likes girl, girl just wants to be friends, then they both like each other & then realize they are better off being friends...if they survive through all the mess than maybe they can end up being "just good friends"...
truthfully i don't think guys (maybe i am bias, not quite sure why i would be) can handle it (there are exceptions to this rule, but i use it as my general rule of thumb), either they want the girl, they start dating another girl & then push that girl (friend) out of their life completely b/c they cannot handle the balance or for some reason they think the girl can't handle being just friends & that they might lead us on and hurt us (the leading on/hurting only comes when you don't draw the friendship line & be truthful)...
shall i say more, or am i completely an utterly right, we can be surface friends (the few exceptions where it is more than that) but as far as true friends it is just not possible...
well how off base am i? am i making any sense? come on let me hear your thoughts (it always can't be about me blabbing, well it can but not tonight/today i want to hear your thoughts of thethousands ten that read what i put out there:)
<3 DH
sorry for my lameness, the last 2 days, i have no idea what is goin' on, writer/blogger block...
day 28...
(side note: the stylist did wonders, i am now half as scary as i was:)
...if you have ever seen the movie, "when harry met sally" there is the a debate throughout the whole movie in regard to if men & women can actually be friends, or does sex get in the way...
well the long & short of it is they go back & forth (dating, not dating, friends, not friends), only to find out that they truly do love each other, so whether their friendship grew into a full blown relationship or the fact that they realized that the only way they could possibly work is if they were together as best friends & soul mates...so harry & sally have solved the conundrum that has been lingering for years, not quite sure about that..& its hollywood, they have to make the ending good, that is why we keep going back for more (or hence the reason we pay $10.00 to see those happy endings)...
i am impartial to this thought, actually leaning more towards the not being able to be true blue friends (30 years rather more so the last 10-12 yrs. of experience is where this is comin' from)...part of me would like to believe that is possible...not to say that we can't be friends, i am just talking like true, know your business friends...like those of the same sex can be with each other...
...does physical attraction get in the way? are we incapable (well men more than women) of not being able to be just good friends?...
some say that in order for a true male/female relationship to work, it must go through all the stages & the two to come out on the other end in one piece...something like this happens --> girl likes boy, boy wants to be friends, boy likes girl, girl just wants to be friends, then they both like each other & then realize they are better off being friends...if they survive through all the mess than maybe they can end up being "just good friends"...
truthfully i don't think guys (maybe i am bias, not quite sure why i would be) can handle it (there are exceptions to this rule, but i use it as my general rule of thumb), either they want the girl, they start dating another girl & then push that girl (friend) out of their life completely b/c they cannot handle the balance or for some reason they think the girl can't handle being just friends & that they might lead us on and hurt us (the leading on/hurting only comes when you don't draw the friendship line & be truthful)...
shall i say more, or am i completely an utterly right, we can be surface friends (the few exceptions where it is more than that) but as far as true friends it is just not possible...
well how off base am i? am i making any sense? come on let me hear your thoughts (it always can't be about me blabbing, well it can but not tonight/today i want to hear your thoughts of the
<3 DH
sorry for my lameness, the last 2 days, i have no idea what is goin' on, writer/blogger block...
1.27.2012
"quite literally," becoming old...
day 27...
...scene --> wake up this morning in a rush b/c of course i pushed snooze (which is not a surprise b/c i always push snooze & sleep five more minutes)...way too many times & now i am running late, and i needed to pack and meet my cousin for breakfast (who i am always late to (hello arab time) but this morning i couldn't be late because she needed to be some where, so i am running around like an idiot & end up leaving my apartment without finishing packing (ohh, and half dressed)...as i am running past my closet (which has full length mirror on the door, thank you landlord) i catch a glimpse of myself...which causes me to stop dead in my tracks, & think, "holy s*&% what the hell happened to me, thank God i live alone, so no one has to see me," (yes, i posted that on facebook, it was funny (well i thought it was) & i wanted to share)...i stop for another second to take another look (did i mention i was late for mycousin breakfast --can we say fat kid)...but have no time to deal with what i am staring at that is causing quite a scare...
yes i went out in public, do i need to say it again, BREAKFAST, nothing will stop me, so breakfast (check), then i run downtown to drop something off at work, & yes i still look like a hot mess, i was hoping to fly under the radar, but of course NOT, i had to talk to a million people (well not a million but way more than my face was ready to see)...work task (check)...then i go back home, i have just enough time to change my clothes, finish packing & quite literally not still deal with myself...
get into the car...hair a little scary, & then my face is whole other issue...ohh, i forgot to mention (which does negate the old statement) i have a zit on my chin the size oftexas russia including siberia...so as i am driving, i decide to take on the first task, my hair...a side sweep to the side, i am pinning, and braiding, & then my mouth gasps (severe thought piercing through my brain -- WTF is that?) as i am staring not at one but a bunch of gray hairs, so what does any girl do, she calls her stylist...dial the number & tell the stylist i have grays and need a dye job, she laughs at me that would be b/c it is my mother, and calmly says, "we will deal with it when you arrive" (sure there laura, i can remain calm when my head is changing colors)...
so as i finish my hair, tryin' to hide the gray b/c i cannot pull them all out, i move to my face & look to see my eyes & the ten pounds of luggage that have permanently fixed themselves to under my eyes...i go to work...and finish not too much longer (hey, i know i am no make up artist)...i gaze at my finish product & think well at least it is a step up from what i was lookin' at 7:00 am...
i arrive at my destination, do a quick check & think this is it, it is time to unleash the beast...& think as soon this over, my a*$ and my stylist best be goin' to get the dye to eliminate my grays & turn back time...
...so enjoy while your hair is still the color that you were born with, enjoy while the bags under your eyes seize to exist...enjoy being able to wake up & not to have to put 10 hours in your prep time...
love,
your "quite literally" almost 30 year old (ohh so not bitter about the aging process) friend...
<3 TZ
...scene --> wake up this morning in a rush b/c of course i pushed snooze (which is not a surprise b/c i always push snooze & sleep five more minutes)...way too many times & now i am running late, and i needed to pack and meet my cousin for breakfast (who i am always late to (hello arab time) but this morning i couldn't be late because she needed to be some where, so i am running around like an idiot & end up leaving my apartment without finishing packing (ohh, and half dressed)...as i am running past my closet (which has full length mirror on the door, thank you landlord) i catch a glimpse of myself...which causes me to stop dead in my tracks, & think, "holy s*&% what the hell happened to me, thank God i live alone, so no one has to see me," (yes, i posted that on facebook, it was funny (well i thought it was) & i wanted to share)...i stop for another second to take another look (did i mention i was late for my
yes i went out in public, do i need to say it again, BREAKFAST, nothing will stop me, so breakfast (check), then i run downtown to drop something off at work, & yes i still look like a hot mess, i was hoping to fly under the radar, but of course NOT, i had to talk to a million people (well not a million but way more than my face was ready to see)...work task (check)...then i go back home, i have just enough time to change my clothes, finish packing & quite literally not still deal with myself...
get into the car...hair a little scary, & then my face is whole other issue...ohh, i forgot to mention (which does negate the old statement) i have a zit on my chin the size of
so as i finish my hair, tryin' to hide the gray b/c i cannot pull them all out, i move to my face & look to see my eyes & the ten pounds of luggage that have permanently fixed themselves to under my eyes...i go to work...and finish not too much longer (hey, i know i am no make up artist)...i gaze at my finish product & think well at least it is a step up from what i was lookin' at 7:00 am...
i arrive at my destination, do a quick check & think this is it, it is time to unleash the beast...& think as soon this over, my a*$ and my stylist best be goin' to get the dye to eliminate my grays & turn back time...
...so enjoy while your hair is still the color that you were born with, enjoy while the bags under your eyes seize to exist...enjoy being able to wake up & not to have to put 10 hours in your prep time...
love,
your "quite literally" almost 30 year old (ohh so not bitter about the aging process) friend...
<3 TZ
1.26.2012
checkin in...you still there?
day 26...
what better day to check in than some random day & not the last day of the month; well if you are me it is a great day...
so let us recap for a minute...or rather shall i give a quick news update of the many days of 30...
what better day to check in than some random day & not the last day of the month; well if you are me it is a great day...
so let us recap for a minute...or rather shall i give a quick news update of the many days of 30...
- the card project -- 15 people, soon to be 16 people that i have sent cards to...i know i am still catchin up; have you written a card yet, even if it is just that one...
- i am still a fat kid (a proud fat kid:)....i.e. 30 to 30, not going so well but i am not giving up hope, so you shouldn't either...
- if this was a conversation that was a huge pause so i could check my goals for this year of 30, the memory is going...or i am having selective memory....blogging everyday (check)
- wine, not there yet, & black coffee i think i am getting closer, especially if it is my favorite, illy
- i have 15 people that are following me (no i did not pay them, yes some of them (well most) are related to me) so new goal, maybe at least get 30 people to follow this hot mess before i turn 30...we shall see (yes that was a subtle suggestion to tell a friend or two to follow it, hell they don't have to torture themselves & actually read it; just click follow)
- letting go, i am getting there, (circa blog post 1.25.2012, yes; yesterday's) just using different techniques, remember i am at least trying transparency on for awhile (or until it pulverizes me, so kidding, you should totally try it)
- i have reminisced about my college years
- talked about my sister (& how she ROCKS my world;)
- revealed some valuable lessons
- talked/blogged some more...
- ....& yet you still read on...so this is the point is where i say THANK YOU, whomever you are, a friend, a relative, a stranger, for taking a minute (insert thought...what then hell is she talking about, minute my a*#, more like 20) to indulge in my journey to 30 thus far...not always the brightest crayon in the box, or the funniest, or even that interesting but yet you humor me (insert thought...how the hell does she know, well the people that let people like me blog give us stats so i know &...) i am much obliged to you :)...
...end of recap; lesson learned keep reading it can only get better (we can only hope); besides you never know what i might say, & the one day you actually decide not to read i could say something crazy (insert thought...been there, done that, this whole thing speaks mounds of craziness) or i could give a shout out to you or give something away (highly unlikely) but one never knows what i am capable of with my mac, topics flying freely, & me in the driver seat...just sayin'
READ ON...
<3 AP
1.25.2012
seeing through me...
day 25...
(cena-- i am bringing on the deepness, but it is hump day, so a little thought to get you over the hump:)
so on this hump day a little lite reading material...or rather thought provoking to carry you over the hump...
~at work every other wednesday we have manager meetings (i know, right major snooze fest, "if you looked up fun in the dictionary that would be it," ummm not so much)...however these meetings are not about numbers (which ps me & numbers = not friends, so thank God, b/c everyone in the whole room would be spending the 2 hrs reconfiguring what i did;), stats, or status reports, i consider it the other aspect of being a manager, the part that not everyone wants to deal with or rather the part that is almost abstract as a manager, the characteristics of becoming great managers/leaders (no matter where we go)...so i acutally enjoy them (i am not saying that, due to the fact that my boss could see this; i actually do), i love people and love learning from people, & these are some great people so i get to hear first hand & take something i may not know or take on a new perspective, these meetings are a place to grow, learn from your peers, learn from people who have experience, a place to be in a very raw (not veggie raw, but out there raw) state...ok the point (insert thought, if she gets any further from these topics we are going to be in BFE)
...so the president of the company poses these questions, some times we sit around & discuss items or issues (i like these b/c then i don't have to talk, i know shocker, had a horrible experience when i was in high school, explain another time) or there are times we have to get up & actually give our connection to the topic most often business related but some times it can be personal...well a few meetings back he stood in front of us & started talking about this idea of transparency...to pose questions or requests of people & be completely transparent, not to hurt or criticize but to talk out issues/problems & maintain our professional relationships and be completely and utterly honest with each other & he wanted us to point out specific people we need things from (yes, everyone in the room started in their shifting seats just as you are now), this is f'n awkward, i have to call someone out & ask why somethin' is not getting done (yes, the thought crossed my mind is there anyway i can get out of this meeting, where is the fire alarm)...now remember its not personal, & shouldn't be (like "your shirt is ugly, i can't look at you when we are in a meeting"), its a way to say, "hey, remember that issue we were supposed to discuss, i have yet to hear, yada, yada"...get the point, be transparent, be honest & see what you get, maybe they forgot, maybe they didn't see it that way, maybe they are now aware, maybe they respect you now more than ever, b/c you said something (longest introduction ever to a blog topic, apparently i am good at writing novels lately, i guess i have a lot to say; first indication, a blog of 365 days of me babbling;)
well i am anything but transparent outside my family (to them i am invisible; they can see right through me, thank God they are my family b/c they are stuck with me & love me for me) & super duper (yes that is a category) close friends (they are the ones that know me the best & despite my craziness, still love me & will actually call me out), i am not about sharing lots of personal s^%$ about me or my family; let alone what i think or feel, or what my perspective is compared to yours...its a trust thing (remember the post, circa Jan. 18, 2012) & a vulnerability thing (kate let the analyzation begin)...
well probably outside those two categories b/c i wanted to maintain a friendship to the truest degree, i decided to take transparency out for a spin (kate would we call that a break through); now don't get excited this transparency is not something i am throwing out there for everyone, i definitely haven't come that far; but i realized (not just over night) that in order for this relationship/friendship to work i needed to be completely/utterly transparent & honest NO MATTER the outcome...it was a me thing...nothing else...
so are you asking why? (well you should be & besides i am goin' tell you, grab some vodka it will help with the next paragraph or the next 340 posts;)...it was not like it was a fake but an abridged friendship, i would hold my tongue, talk in half sentences, not speak complete thoughts (insert thought, wait she does that all the time, there is a difference), only say so much for a fear of losing what we have...& a past experience taught me that by not being transparent/honest i could lose friends, a regret i have (& i don't regret anything, but losing people you have come to appreciate is one, i digress, another blog another day) which i am slowly understanding the lessons from...maybe that was the purpose for that one, but this time i was at least going to put myself out there in the rawest form (you know the feeling, like when you get a super deep cut & its exposed and the slightest bump or touch makes it burn for like hours & could even last days), so out there that person could take what you have put out there & put in a food processor not to just chop you up but pulverize you (yippee for transparency), basically not an easy thing for a person to do, especially when that person takes an uber long time to trust people...
...now you want to know what happened, right? or at least why the hell am i telling you all this to not give the juicy details and the outcome of being so transparent...well, unlike so many other times, my mouth shuts here...b/c its not about the details of who, or what i said, or even the outcome but the idea that i became transparent & said what i wanted, what i felt & allowed someone, who i could have lost (ps -- if you are thinking, "listen sister, if they don't like what you have to say than screw'em," that is an easier statement to say when you don't want that person/or you are not ready for that person to not be there & you don't value a friendship...told you it was a thought provoking hump day) TO SEE THROUGH ME (& it felt f*&(^$ awesome)!
<3 DK
(cena-- i am bringing on the deepness, but it is hump day, so a little thought to get you over the hump:)
so on this hump day a little lite reading material...or rather thought provoking to carry you over the hump...
~at work every other wednesday we have manager meetings (i know, right major snooze fest, "if you looked up fun in the dictionary that would be it," ummm not so much)...however these meetings are not about numbers (which ps me & numbers = not friends, so thank God, b/c everyone in the whole room would be spending the 2 hrs reconfiguring what i did;), stats, or status reports, i consider it the other aspect of being a manager, the part that not everyone wants to deal with or rather the part that is almost abstract as a manager, the characteristics of becoming great managers/leaders (no matter where we go)...so i acutally enjoy them (i am not saying that, due to the fact that my boss could see this; i actually do), i love people and love learning from people, & these are some great people so i get to hear first hand & take something i may not know or take on a new perspective, these meetings are a place to grow, learn from your peers, learn from people who have experience, a place to be in a very raw (not veggie raw, but out there raw) state...ok the point (insert thought, if she gets any further from these topics we are going to be in BFE)
...so the president of the company poses these questions, some times we sit around & discuss items or issues (i like these b/c then i don't have to talk, i know shocker, had a horrible experience when i was in high school, explain another time) or there are times we have to get up & actually give our connection to the topic most often business related but some times it can be personal...well a few meetings back he stood in front of us & started talking about this idea of transparency...to pose questions or requests of people & be completely transparent, not to hurt or criticize but to talk out issues/problems & maintain our professional relationships and be completely and utterly honest with each other & he wanted us to point out specific people we need things from (yes, everyone in the room started in their shifting seats just as you are now), this is f'n awkward, i have to call someone out & ask why somethin' is not getting done (yes, the thought crossed my mind is there anyway i can get out of this meeting, where is the fire alarm)...now remember its not personal, & shouldn't be (like "your shirt is ugly, i can't look at you when we are in a meeting"), its a way to say, "hey, remember that issue we were supposed to discuss, i have yet to hear, yada, yada"...get the point, be transparent, be honest & see what you get, maybe they forgot, maybe they didn't see it that way, maybe they are now aware, maybe they respect you now more than ever, b/c you said something (longest introduction ever to a blog topic, apparently i am good at writing novels lately, i guess i have a lot to say; first indication, a blog of 365 days of me babbling;
well i am anything but transparent outside my family (to them i am invisible; they can see right through me, thank God they are my family b/c they are stuck with me & love me for me) & super duper (yes that is a category) close friends (they are the ones that know me the best & despite my craziness, still love me & will actually call me out), i am not about sharing lots of personal s^%$ about me or my family; let alone what i think or feel, or what my perspective is compared to yours...its a trust thing (remember the post, circa Jan. 18, 2012) & a vulnerability thing (kate let the analyzation begin)...
well probably outside those two categories b/c i wanted to maintain a friendship to the truest degree, i decided to take transparency out for a spin (kate would we call that a break through); now don't get excited this transparency is not something i am throwing out there for everyone, i definitely haven't come that far; but i realized (not just over night) that in order for this relationship/friendship to work i needed to be completely/utterly transparent & honest NO MATTER the outcome...it was a me thing...nothing else...
so are you asking why? (well you should be & besides i am goin' tell you, grab some vodka it will help with the next paragraph or the next 340 posts;)...it was not like it was a fake but an abridged friendship, i would hold my tongue, talk in half sentences, not speak complete thoughts (insert thought, wait she does that all the time, there is a difference), only say so much for a fear of losing what we have...& a past experience taught me that by not being transparent/honest i could lose friends, a regret i have (& i don't regret anything, but losing people you have come to appreciate is one, i digress, another blog another day) which i am slowly understanding the lessons from...maybe that was the purpose for that one, but this time i was at least going to put myself out there in the rawest form (you know the feeling, like when you get a super deep cut & its exposed and the slightest bump or touch makes it burn for like hours & could even last days), so out there that person could take what you have put out there & put in a food processor not to just chop you up but pulverize you (yippee for transparency), basically not an easy thing for a person to do, especially when that person takes an uber long time to trust people...
...now you want to know what happened, right? or at least why the hell am i telling you all this to not give the juicy details and the outcome of being so transparent...well, unlike so many other times, my mouth shuts here...b/c its not about the details of who, or what i said, or even the outcome but the idea that i became transparent & said what i wanted, what i felt & allowed someone, who i could have lost (ps -- if you are thinking, "listen sister, if they don't like what you have to say than screw'em," that is an easier statement to say when you don't want that person/or you are not ready for that person to not be there & you don't value a friendship...told you it was a thought provoking hump day) TO SEE THROUGH ME (& it felt f*&(^$ awesome)!
<3 DK
1.24.2012
we could discuss my fat a$#...
or we could talk about one of the best restaurants eva (maybe i am partial b/c i am related to the owners; & it is WAY FREAKIN' GOOD)...
day 24...
ahh the fat a%$ conversation has been over done...let us move on (besides i haven't been thee most faithful dieter, if you consider i ate chinese & a hamburger and fries & they were so good, regret it for a moment and then i'm over it)...
my brothers had a vision, they wanted to open up a restaurant close to campus that one could walk to after a night of a little (a lot) partying, where they served ahh-mazing breakfast, that were nice size, delicious & of course cheap...well this dream started in 2002 & 10 years later (actually this is the month for their 10th anniversary) by the grace of God they are still doing it...& have expanded to two bars, (God willing) another restaurant...don't worry i will put all contact info, etc. at the bottom of the post (seriously who do you think i am, i am totally going to pimp them out)...
i had the privilege of serving there for 8 years (some times i like to make a guest appearance, well actually my brother begs me on his knees for me to come back b/c i am the best server ever, & i make his life easier when i am there & what can i say he is family & thats what you do;)...it started out as nick's diner & has evolved in to HangOverEasy aka (H.O.E)...they have highly inappropriate names (muffin top, dirty sanchez, cleveland steamer, frog eyes) for the food they serve, but it is damn good food...they pride themselves on buying/using fresh, local suppliers wherever/whenever they can...they also do their very best to give you a great dining experience each & every time you step foot in the door...they love what they do; & love doing it together (well most of the time;)...
i have never been more proud of them...they are making their dreams come true & have worked their a%$#@ off, and i am blessed to watch them grow & succeed...& now CNN...has found them on their radar (well ms. kate krader, food & wine's restaurant editor <@kkrader on twitter> has) & seems as if you eat your huge breakfast, no matter your fancy (a fat kid's dream) before 9:00 am ( i can't make this s&%# up, a real MD put that out there), you are all good! So here it is the article, (lots/many of you have read it already, but i wanted to give another shout out to them) -- http://eatocracy.cnn.com/2012/01/23/big-breakfast-diet/
& also a huge thank you to all our family & friends, we are so lucky & blessed that they (we) have your support!
means the world...
...danke, muchas gracias, thank you, grazie, merci, cheers, shookrun...
~HangOverEasy, Columbus, OH -- www.hangovereasy.com https://www.facebook.com/HangOverEasy (maybe like this page)
~Village Idiot, Columbus, OH -- https://www.facebook.com/VillageIdiotColumbus (probably should like this page too; while your at it)
~Dive Bar, Cincinnati, OH -- https://www.facebook.com/DiveBarCIncinnati (third times a charm, go ahead & like this one too)
~Coming Soon HangOverEasy (part deux)
lesson for today go ahead eat whatever you want for breakfast, just do it before 9:00 am (remember, doctor's order;)
<3 RS
day 24...
ahh the fat a%$ conversation has been over done...let us move on (besides i haven't been thee most faithful dieter, if you consider i ate chinese & a hamburger and fries
my brothers had a vision, they wanted to open up a restaurant close to campus that one could walk to after a night of a little (a lot) partying, where they served ahh-mazing breakfast, that were nice size, delicious & of course cheap...well this dream started in 2002 & 10 years later (actually this is the month for their 10th anniversary) by the grace of God they are still doing it...& have expanded to two bars, (God willing) another restaurant...don't worry i will put all contact info, etc. at the bottom of the post (seriously who do you think i am, i am totally going to pimp them out)...
i had the privilege of serving there for 8 years (some times i like to make a guest appearance, well actually my brother begs me on his knees for me to come back b/c i am the best server ever, & i make his life easier when i am there & what can i say he is family & thats what you do;)...it started out as nick's diner & has evolved in to HangOverEasy aka (H.O.E)...they have highly inappropriate names (muffin top, dirty sanchez, cleveland steamer, frog eyes) for the food they serve, but it is damn good food...they pride themselves on buying/using fresh, local suppliers wherever/whenever they can...they also do their very best to give you a great dining experience each & every time you step foot in the door...they love what they do; & love doing it together (well most of the time;)...
i have never been more proud of them...they are making their dreams come true & have worked their a%$#@ off, and i am blessed to watch them grow & succeed...& now CNN...has found them on their radar (well ms. kate krader, food & wine's restaurant editor <@kkrader on twitter> has) & seems as if you eat your huge breakfast, no matter your fancy (a fat kid's dream) before 9:00 am ( i can't make this s&%# up, a real MD put that out there), you are all good! So here it is the article, (lots/many of you have read it already, but i wanted to give another shout out to them) -- http://eatocracy.cnn.com/2012/01/23/big-breakfast-diet/
& also a huge thank you to all our family & friends, we are so lucky & blessed that they (we) have your support!
means the world...
...danke, muchas gracias, thank you, grazie, merci, cheers, shookrun...
~HangOverEasy, Columbus, OH -- www.hangovereasy.com https://www.facebook.com/HangOverEasy (maybe like this page)
~Village Idiot, Columbus, OH -- https://www.facebook.com/VillageIdiotColumbus (probably should like this page too; while your at it)
~Dive Bar, Cincinnati, OH -- https://www.facebook.com/DiveBarCIncinnati (third times a charm, go ahead & like this one too)
~Coming Soon HangOverEasy (part deux)
lesson for today go ahead eat whatever you want for breakfast, just do it before 9:00 am (remember, doctor's order;)
<3 RS
1.23.2012
remember college, now those were the days...
day 23...
in my 29 (almost 30) years on this earth i frequented a college or two, but most of it was spent on the campus of THE Ohio State University, aka what i like to refer to as ohio state...
& what is the saying, like wine, "it got better with age..."
so let us take a stroll down memory lane & discuss how college has helped me become the mature, responsible, well rounded adult (insert thought or rather you are just laughing your a%@ off at that last statement) that you tune in & read everyday...you can also thank my very dear friend/college roommate for this post, we had a little chat tonight, & she got me thinking (& what a dangerous thing that can be...)
ps, have you also noticed a trend of lists or rather blocked thoughts within my posts, either i am trying to be organized with my thoughts (cause even though the posts are completely random & you never know what you are going to get; haha Forest Gump; there might be some organization in the actual post itself) or i am losing it in my old age and have to give myself an outline to stay on track (i definitely would go with the latter)...
ok so here is the run down of college or maybe just the highlights, & thank God i was a light weight and can actually remember them...& go...
2000 -- yes i was that cool person who actually graduated in that year (check it off your bucket list that you now know someone)...i had never left my mother (my parentals for longer than a few days & even that is up for debate, i was a homebody) & there i was saying good-bye & bawling my eyes out (ask my brothers & sister in laws)...this event = significant b/c as some say i left & never came back...& i pretty much hated my entire freshman year, except for the fact that i lived with, met & became friends with one of my closest & dearest friends...ps we lost to m*ch*g%n (& pps osu vs. w*ch$g!n week probably thee best week in college but i however never jumped in mirror lake)...
(sit tight i am not going to chronicle everything...that would be so NOT fun, & i kind of want you to keep reading)
2001-- we beat the school up north, 2002, beat them again only to go the national championship game; which i attended thanks to my sister (see told you her jobs rocked my world, need less to say i hung out in lots of football locker rooms that year, can we say FUN)...2003 (the year my sister & i traveled to almost every away game, it was nice having an in), we lost, ohh wait i am not done there was grad school -- 2004 = WON & 2005 = WON, not bad 4-2 while i was in college...
well that sums up college, most osu students categorize their years on whether or not they beat "that school"...so you got the picture...
luckily;) i am just stating the record & there is a hell of a lot more to discuss (insert thought -- i was enjoying it & thought she was going to keep it short & sweet, boy i was so far from being right)...
here it is for real...(take 2)
...lived in baker & then resided on 14th near SBX, SBX = best book store, beekman's = best bagel sandwich's ever, plant bio (didn't everyone take that along with EALL), experienced NYC for the first time, closed down paninis south for good, did not clean up on a bus trip to purdue, ate at fly ply more than once, saw 4 kegs change names like 5 times, walked down pearl alley when i shouldn't have, attended many parties, frequented many bars, watched many people jump in mirror lake, hung out at quarters, at the end of each quarter ate spaghetti & drank smirnoff, hated date parties, got a paddle signed, lived with 60+ guys, which then caused me to learn way too much about guys, know what liquid dope is, cleaned my sister up after drinking too much liquid dope, made liquid dope for a party & forgot the alcohol portion (however everyone thought they were drunk, way funny), dealt with my share of pukings, yelled out loud in public, good luck to my brother nick with taking care of his gonorrhea (he didn't know what to say & i walked away laughing & yes, of course it was in front of some hot girls & to answer your question, NO he did not have it, deep breaths kate), pour some sugar on me became the going out song, went to class on all sides of campus except west, told many stories the next day, that started with, "do you remember," met some amazing people, played intramural sand volleyball, softball & flag football, watched my friend march down our dorm hallway, did 9 shots on my 21st b-day & then puked in long's bushes, attended osu at some point, at the same time with all my brothers & sisters (jj never left college so it counts), shopped at long's before it was lame barnes & noble, fell asleep during class, knew south campus before it became the gateway, student taught (ohh the stories, another blog another day), used a fake id (my sister's so perfect), went to a green jacket weekend, went to kegs & eggs (did not eat), thought i was going to be a lawyer (also true story, but found out they like you to go to business school & that was not happenin'), became a server & worked for my brother, watch friends fall in love/in like or just hook up, spooned with someone, fell in love with someone, obtained an undergraduate degree, almost quit grad school, had my heart broken, got kicked out a college class for talking (true story), skipped class, had the hots for a football player or two (they at least knew my name, thank you marisa), thought rosie o' grady's was an irish pub--it is not, was late to class (i guess i should put that i showed up to class on time, b/c that was the rarity) took children's lit. (AHH-MAZING); attended home, away, & bowl games, hung out in many training rooms (yes that is where the cool kids hung out), went to numerous training parties where alcohol was housed in gatorade containers & served in gatorade cups, and taping an ankle was the activity (kidding not about the gatorade though), experienced UDF a many times, almost went & saw Snoop Dogg, kissed a few of the guys i lived with (mind out of the gutter, like a peck), became an aunt, stuck 23 pieces of gum in mouth during a grad class (also true story), met some of my closest friends, created an invitation dedicated to super mario brothers, made a paper airplane out of a guest speakers handout (i told you i almost quit, this event was during that time & yes i apologized), fell in love with the deaf community, obtained a graduate degree, took hip hop & jazz (yes they have those classes, and yes you should take them), walked down high street more times than i can remember, started loving coffee, laid out on the oval (well i laid fully clothed unlike those that think it is a beach), did my senior crawl with my sister & lizz & did my dare, participated in 2 graduation ceremonies, one of which Christopher Reeves spoke yet, HELL YES that is superman...& said good-bye
WOW & that is all the s&%# that i can remember, college was fun, let's do that again some time...
*ps there goes the organization*
MAD <3
in my 29 (almost 30) years on this earth i frequented a college or two, but most of it was spent on the campus of THE Ohio State University, aka what i like to refer to as ohio state...
& what is the saying, like wine, "it got better with age..."
so let us take a stroll down memory lane & discuss how college has helped me become the mature, responsible, well rounded adult (insert thought or rather you are just laughing your a%@ off at that last statement) that you tune in & read everyday...you can also thank my very dear friend/college roommate for this post, we had a little chat tonight, & she got me thinking (& what a dangerous thing that can be...)
ps, have you also noticed a trend of lists or rather blocked thoughts within my posts, either i am trying to be organized with my thoughts (cause even though the posts are completely random & you never know what you are going to get; haha Forest Gump; there might be some organization in the actual post itself) or i am losing it in my old age and have to give myself an outline to stay on track (i definitely would go with the latter)...
ok so here is the run down of college or maybe just the highlights, & thank God i was a light weight and can actually remember them...& go...
2000 -- yes i was that cool person who actually graduated in that year (check it off your bucket list that you now know someone)...i had never left my mother (my parentals for longer than a few days & even that is up for debate, i was a homebody) & there i was saying good-bye & bawling my eyes out (ask my brothers & sister in laws)...this event = significant b/c as some say i left & never came back...& i pretty much hated my entire freshman year, except for the fact that i lived with, met & became friends with one of my closest & dearest friends...ps we lost to m*ch*g%n (& pps osu vs. w*ch$g!n week probably thee best week in college but i however never jumped in mirror lake)...
(sit tight i am not going to chronicle everything...that would be so NOT fun, & i kind of want you to keep reading)
2001-- we beat the school up north, 2002, beat them again only to go the national championship game; which i attended thanks to my sister (see told you her jobs rocked my world, need less to say i hung out in lots of football locker rooms that year, can we say FUN)...2003 (the year my sister & i traveled to almost every away game, it was nice having an in), we lost, ohh wait i am not done there was grad school -- 2004 = WON & 2005 = WON, not bad 4-2 while i was in college...
well that sums up college, most osu students categorize their years on whether or not they beat "that school"...so you got the picture...
luckily;) i am just stating the record & there is a hell of a lot more to discuss (insert thought -- i was enjoying it & thought she was going to keep it short & sweet, boy i was so far from being right)...
here it is for real...(take 2)
...lived in baker & then resided on 14th near SBX, SBX = best book store, beekman's = best bagel sandwich's ever, plant bio (didn't everyone take that along with EALL), experienced NYC for the first time, closed down paninis south for good, did not clean up on a bus trip to purdue, ate at fly ply more than once, saw 4 kegs change names like 5 times, walked down pearl alley when i shouldn't have, attended many parties, frequented many bars, watched many people jump in mirror lake, hung out at quarters, at the end of each quarter ate spaghetti & drank smirnoff, hated date parties, got a paddle signed, lived with 60+ guys, which then caused me to learn way too much about guys, know what liquid dope is, cleaned my sister up after drinking too much liquid dope, made liquid dope for a party & forgot the alcohol portion (however everyone thought they were drunk, way funny), dealt with my share of pukings, yelled out loud in public, good luck to my brother nick with taking care of his gonorrhea (he didn't know what to say & i walked away laughing & yes, of course it was in front of some hot girls & to answer your question, NO he did not have it, deep breaths kate), pour some sugar on me became the going out song, went to class on all sides of campus except west, told many stories the next day, that started with, "do you remember," met some amazing people, played intramural sand volleyball, softball & flag football, watched my friend march down our dorm hallway, did 9 shots on my 21st b-day & then puked in long's bushes, attended osu at some point, at the same time with all my brothers & sisters (jj never left college so it counts), shopped at long's before it was lame barnes & noble, fell asleep during class, knew south campus before it became the gateway, student taught (ohh the stories, another blog another day), used a fake id (my sister's so perfect), went to a green jacket weekend, went to kegs & eggs (did not eat), thought i was going to be a lawyer (also true story, but found out they like you to go to business school & that was not happenin'), became a server & worked for my brother, watch friends fall in love/in like or just hook up, spooned with someone, fell in love with someone, obtained an undergraduate degree, almost quit grad school, had my heart broken, got kicked out a college class for talking (true story), skipped class, had the hots for a football player or two (they at least knew my name, thank you marisa), thought rosie o' grady's was an irish pub--it is not, was late to class (i guess i should put that i showed up to class on time, b/c that was the rarity) took children's lit. (AHH-MAZING); attended home, away, & bowl games, hung out in many training rooms (yes that is where the cool kids hung out), went to numerous training parties where alcohol was housed in gatorade containers & served in gatorade cups, and taping an ankle was the activity (kidding not about the gatorade though), experienced UDF a many times, almost went & saw Snoop Dogg, kissed a few of the guys i lived with (mind out of the gutter, like a peck), became an aunt, stuck 23 pieces of gum in mouth during a grad class (also true story), met some of my closest friends, created an invitation dedicated to super mario brothers, made a paper airplane out of a guest speakers handout (i told you i almost quit, this event was during that time & yes i apologized), fell in love with the deaf community, obtained a graduate degree, took hip hop & jazz (yes they have those classes, and yes you should take them), walked down high street more times than i can remember, started loving coffee, laid out on the oval (well i laid fully clothed unlike those that think it is a beach), did my senior crawl with my sister & lizz & did my dare, participated in 2 graduation ceremonies, one of which Christopher Reeves spoke yet, HELL YES that is superman...& said good-bye
WOW & that is all the s&%# that i can remember, college was fun, let's do that again some time...
*ps there goes the organization*
MAD <3
1.22.2012
love actually could...
...quite possibly one of thee best movies (there are a lot good ones, so it doesn't get the title for thee best, c'mon i am not that bias, this blog is proof, right ;)...
day 22...
so i started on one topic & changed my mind (thank God this is my blog & i have the freedom to right whatever & luckily you have stayed long enough (well i at least think you have) to read my randomness...
surprise, surprise -- (as if you didn't already guess it) i am going to have a little chat about the movie love actually, first if you haven't seen it maybe you should check it out, like yesterday...make it happen...
why is it that i can watch this movie over & over, and it never gets old...(i think it might be meant for a holiday movie, but who the hell cares, not me that is for sure)...let us analyze why i love it (or maybe you feel the same way, & now since i have spilled the beans, you can now also shout from the rooftop or blog about it, thinking people actually care;)...
ready, set, go...
...is it because hugh grant shakes his biz-naz while dancing to "jump for your love" (you know are singing the song when that part comes on & maybe even dancing)
...is it the meeting of the two stunt doubles (or porn stars, not quite sure what kind of actors they were) who fall in love with each other over the simplest conversations...
...it could quite possibly be a little boy's love for a schoolmate (i think that is a british term, hail to the queen {think british accent as i said that last statement}) & his mourning step-father's process of healing while helping his son obtain the one thing he longs for the most...love
...or maybe it is the love story that blossoms from two people who can barely communicate...& that some times silence or the lack of words can allow for two people to fall in love with each other...only to separate, & then later he goes & gets her, to proclaim his love in her language to find out she has learned his...
...then there is the best friend that is in love with his best friend's wife...and how he manages to give her up, let go & walk away when he knows it rips his heart out...but in reality the love of his friendship is most important, no matter what...(ps favorite part when he is at their door step)
...what about the british wife who discovers that her husband is cheating on her, & manages to stay with him...even though her heart is breaking & she is humiliated...
...we also meet a girl who is in love with one of her co-workers & gets so close she can literally feel his body next to her, only in the next moment has to give him up for her brother...& there is no happy ending for her, they both move on without being with each other...
...finally the prime minister falling in love with the girl in his office, only to push her away, then later to find out that he could be both, a prime minister & a person in love...
(*disclaimer, there is other story lines about the rock star who reclaims glory & the british boy who goes to america & finds american girls who find him interesting b/c he is british & nail him which is his dream come true (by the way wisconsin, random bar & that many hot chicks; not happenin') -- they don't do it for me)
...are those the reasons or is that at some point or some character we find ourselves within the movie...we (well it could be just me) all have been that girl hoping for that guy to notice us & if/when he does we want to literally jump out of our skin...or we have been that person who maybe has fallen in like/in love & it is too late b/c they are so happy with someone else & we have to walk away...or we have all wanted to be the person that somebody comes after & fights for...or maybe we have been in that situation where the person we love betrays us & our world implodes...or maybe we know the feeling of timing, & how even though we want to be with someone, life gets in the way...or maybe JUST maybe we all know that is what love is, not easy or simple & most of the time doesn't make much sense, yet we all want it b/c to love is to feel alive...
...or maybe all i have said is horse s$#* & it is just a movie (& you are like will she please shut up now, please someone stop her) & you like it b/c it makes you feel all warm & fuzzy while taking your mind off real life...or you love british actors & their movies ;)...
anywho, where ever you put yourself & this movie...the next time you watch maybe you will find your reason...enjoy!
"let's go get the s*#@ kicked out of us by love..."
TP <3
day 22...
so i started on one topic & changed my mind (thank God this is my blog & i have the freedom to right whatever & luckily you have stayed long enough (well i at least think you have) to read my randomness...
surprise, surprise -- (as if you didn't already guess it) i am going to have a little chat about the movie love actually, first if you haven't seen it maybe you should check it out, like yesterday...make it happen...
why is it that i can watch this movie over & over, and it never gets old...(i think it might be meant for a holiday movie, but who the hell cares, not me that is for sure)...let us analyze why i love it (or maybe you feel the same way, & now since i have spilled the beans, you can now also shout from the rooftop or blog about it, thinking people actually care;)...
ready, set, go...
...is it because hugh grant shakes his biz-naz while dancing to "jump for your love" (you know are singing the song when that part comes on & maybe even dancing)
...is it the meeting of the two stunt doubles (or porn stars, not quite sure what kind of actors they were) who fall in love with each other over the simplest conversations...
...it could quite possibly be a little boy's love for a schoolmate (i think that is a british term, hail to the queen {think british accent as i said that last statement}) & his mourning step-father's process of healing while helping his son obtain the one thing he longs for the most...love
...or maybe it is the love story that blossoms from two people who can barely communicate...& that some times silence or the lack of words can allow for two people to fall in love with each other...only to separate, & then later he goes & gets her, to proclaim his love in her language to find out she has learned his...
...then there is the best friend that is in love with his best friend's wife...and how he manages to give her up, let go & walk away when he knows it rips his heart out...but in reality the love of his friendship is most important, no matter what...(ps favorite part when he is at their door step)
...what about the british wife who discovers that her husband is cheating on her, & manages to stay with him...even though her heart is breaking & she is humiliated...
...we also meet a girl who is in love with one of her co-workers & gets so close she can literally feel his body next to her, only in the next moment has to give him up for her brother...& there is no happy ending for her, they both move on without being with each other...
...finally the prime minister falling in love with the girl in his office, only to push her away, then later to find out that he could be both, a prime minister & a person in love...
(*disclaimer, there is other story lines about the rock star who reclaims glory & the british boy who goes to america & finds american girls who find him interesting b/c he is british & nail him which is his dream come true (by the way wisconsin, random bar & that many hot chicks; not happenin') -- they don't do it for me)
...are those the reasons or is that at some point or some character we find ourselves within the movie...we (well it could be just me) all have been that girl hoping for that guy to notice us & if/when he does we want to literally jump out of our skin...or we have been that person who maybe has fallen in like/in love & it is too late b/c they are so happy with someone else & we have to walk away...or we have all wanted to be the person that somebody comes after & fights for...or maybe we have been in that situation where the person we love betrays us & our world implodes...or maybe we know the feeling of timing, & how even though we want to be with someone, life gets in the way...or maybe JUST maybe we all know that is what love is, not easy or simple & most of the time doesn't make much sense, yet we all want it b/c to love is to feel alive...
...or maybe all i have said is horse s$#* & it is just a movie (& you are like will she please shut up now, please someone stop her) & you like it b/c it makes you feel all warm & fuzzy while taking your mind off real life...or you love british actors & their movies ;)...
anywho, where ever you put yourself & this movie...the next time you watch maybe you will find your reason...enjoy!
"let's go get the s*#@ kicked out of us by love..."
TP <3
1.21.2012
my love of coffee shops...anna ba hib ahhwee!
day 21...
"the best part of wakin' up is coffee in your cup..." or something like that...
one obsession i have adopted over the last 30 years (well mainly the last 12 years) is my love of coffee, & coffee shops...it all started back in the day when my sister worked for starbucks...she is the main reason i started drinking this addictive substance which now has turned into not just a love for the drink but the places that serve them...
this is how it happened -- i would show up when she worked & she would feed me drinks (i benefited a lot from my sister's professions, another blog, another day)...all kinds of drinks, of course i started with the sweeter, a caramel frappacino was my drink of choice (i have no idea how to spell that word, neither does my apple) & now over the years and her turning in her starbucks apron; i am still quite obsessed with starbucks & such but have matured to the less sweeter options, caramel macchiato or white mocha, minus pumps of the sweetness...& even plain ole' coffee with cream & sugar (i know it is my goal to drink black coffee, give me a break we are only 21 days in, i have time;)
so what is with all this jazz of this blog & love for coffee shops, etc...relax, a list of my coffee shops/drinks discoveries...
(*disclaimer -- on occasion i do frequent starbucks or biggby; but my list consist of independents or as i like to refer to them as little treasures a city has to offer*)
1. Scottie's Coffee & Tea House -- Worthington, OH (set in a quaint little downtown area of one of the suburbs of Columbus, looks like an old house with old furniture; check it out before you go might have closed, which would be a bummer b/c i loved it (hey, i haven't lived the 'bus in over a year)
2. Travonna Coffee House -- Short North Columbus (a great little independent featuring great art on the walls; & plenty of room to sit & chat with friends, good blended drinks, & cappuccinos) {http://www.travonnacoffee.com/}
3. 71 Irving Place Coffee & Tea -- NYC, this little find was due to my cousin who lives in the city, it is in the heart of Gramercy Park, really cute & quaint, good drinks, wish i lived in the city b/c i would visit more often... {www.irvingfarm.com}
4. Fido Cafe -- a quick trip to Nashville with my big brother allowed me to discover this great coffee place...if i remember it was close to Vandy, but we were only there a little over 24 hrs...great scene & great coffee {http://bongojava.com/fido}
5. The Sparrows Coffee Tea & Newsstand -- Between Cherry Hill & Downtown Grand Rapids on Wealthy Street...this reminds me of my find in Worthington, a old house, creaky floor, great decor...fabulous coffee, & a wide selection of loose leaf teas...i love it... {http://thesparrowsgr.com}
6. The Kava House -- Eastown Grand Rapids, -- up the street from my apartment; very cityesque, good lattes & smoothies...a good place to chill, study, read, write, people watch...{no website but you can find them on facebook}
7. this one is more for the coffee than the actual coffee house (it is a chocolate place, actually the place i work, www.maryannschocolates.com & no it is not why it is on the list) HOWEVER, this is my #1 (at this point in my life) favorite coffee to drink, i mean straight up coffee, which is illy coffee, it is italian roasted coffee & it is so smooth, i am head over heels in love with it...it is not a common find, but i am so glad we brew it...{http://www.illyusa.com}
the search continues & i still haven't visited all the cities i want or even the ones that i have, i have yet to find a coffee shop...hell, i am only 30; i have plenty of time to discover & come up with another list that you are dying to read :)...
...if you frequent these cities, go visit these little gems (i gave you websites, humor me), sit down, grab a cup & know i am enjoying a cup with you! (PS...if you have suggestions of gems of your own, please do tell)
~as they say an arabic, anna ba hib ahhwee (meaning i love coffee, i will have to figure out a way to say coffee shops; a girl can only learn so much arabic at a time)!
Cheers!
<3 DK
<3 MB
"the best part of wakin' up is coffee in your cup..." or something like that...
one obsession i have adopted over the last 30 years (well mainly the last 12 years) is my love of coffee, & coffee shops...it all started back in the day when my sister worked for starbucks...she is the main reason i started drinking this addictive substance which now has turned into not just a love for the drink but the places that serve them...
this is how it happened -- i would show up when she worked & she would feed me drinks (i benefited a lot from my sister's professions, another blog, another day)...all kinds of drinks, of course i started with the sweeter, a caramel frappacino was my drink of choice (i have no idea how to spell that word, neither does my apple) & now over the years and her turning in her starbucks apron; i am still quite obsessed with starbucks & such but have matured to the less sweeter options, caramel macchiato or white mocha, minus pumps of the sweetness...& even plain ole' coffee with cream & sugar (i know it is my goal to drink black coffee, give me a break we are only 21 days in, i have time;)
so what is with all this jazz of this blog & love for coffee shops, etc...relax, a list of my coffee shops/drinks discoveries...
(*disclaimer -- on occasion i do frequent starbucks or biggby; but my list consist of independents or as i like to refer to them as little treasures a city has to offer*)
1. Scottie's Coffee & Tea House -- Worthington, OH (set in a quaint little downtown area of one of the suburbs of Columbus, looks like an old house with old furniture; check it out before you go might have closed, which would be a bummer b/c i loved it (hey, i haven't lived the 'bus in over a year)
2. Travonna Coffee House -- Short North Columbus (a great little independent featuring great art on the walls; & plenty of room to sit & chat with friends, good blended drinks, & cappuccinos) {http://www.travonnacoffee.com/}
3. 71 Irving Place Coffee & Tea -- NYC, this little find was due to my cousin who lives in the city, it is in the heart of Gramercy Park, really cute & quaint, good drinks, wish i lived in the city b/c i would visit more often... {www.irvingfarm.com}
4. Fido Cafe -- a quick trip to Nashville with my big brother allowed me to discover this great coffee place...if i remember it was close to Vandy, but we were only there a little over 24 hrs...great scene & great coffee {http://bongojava.com/fido}
5. The Sparrows Coffee Tea & Newsstand -- Between Cherry Hill & Downtown Grand Rapids on Wealthy Street...this reminds me of my find in Worthington, a old house, creaky floor, great decor...fabulous coffee, & a wide selection of loose leaf teas...i love it... {http://thesparrowsgr.com}
6. The Kava House -- Eastown Grand Rapids, -- up the street from my apartment; very cityesque, good lattes & smoothies...a good place to chill, study, read, write, people watch...{no website but you can find them on facebook}
7. this one is more for the coffee than the actual coffee house (it is a chocolate place, actually the place i work, www.maryannschocolates.com & no it is not why it is on the list) HOWEVER, this is my #1 (at this point in my life) favorite coffee to drink, i mean straight up coffee, which is illy coffee, it is italian roasted coffee & it is so smooth, i am head over heels in love with it...it is not a common find, but i am so glad we brew it...{http://www.illyusa.com}
the search continues & i still haven't visited all the cities i want or even the ones that i have, i have yet to find a coffee shop...hell, i am only 30; i have plenty of time to discover & come up with another list that you are dying to read :)...
...if you frequent these cities, go visit these little gems (i gave you websites, humor me), sit down, grab a cup & know i am enjoying a cup with you! (PS...if you have suggestions of gems of your own, please do tell)
~as they say an arabic, anna ba hib ahhwee (meaning i love coffee, i will have to figure out a way to say coffee shops; a girl can only learn so much arabic at a time)!
Cheers!
<3 DK
<3 MB
1.20.2012
29 things i love...
day 20
(i can't have 30, because i am not 30 yet & we all know there is way more than even that ;)
so without further adieu...danielle's 29 favs (well as of 1.20.12; i am girl we change our mind at least 2-3x/second)...
1. leban (you will start to notice a pattern with food & pretty much any Leb. food)
2. being an Aunt, their smiles; gets me every time
3. being a sister to 5, a daughter to 2, a sister in-law to 3, & an aunt to 7 (family)
4. my bed (really do i need to explain)
5. ice cream (& any time of the year)
6. life (it may not be the smoothest ride but it for sure is one hell of a ride)
7. spooning (more in particular listening to someone's heartbeat)
8. birthdays (best day ever, that was the day God gave me you)
9. books (where else can you go so many places without leaving your house & writing this blog)
10. my mom's cooking (enough said)
11. laughter/smiles (you never know who is falling in love with your smile or laughter)
12. pictures (they say more; & can hold on to moment forever)
13. cards (obvi --- hello card project)
14. the following phrases, "hold the phone," "shut the front door," "love your face," "shut your face," "tru business..."
15. the people i work with (literally some of thee nicest people i have ever met)
16. movies (love a romantic chic flick -- where the guy figures it out, where it has always been her & if he waits one minute longer he will die without her, hello hopeFUL romantic, & old movies too)
17. food (they would have taken up to many numbers; so let's just put it out there, hence the size of my a*%)
18. coloring (sharpies, crayons, colored pencils, coloring books they make me smile)
19. toys (i love going to my brothers' houses, they have lots of toys; it allows me to be a kid again, & who doesn't want that, just sayin')
20. Carey, OH (national shrine of our lady; my sanctuary, my peace) -- TEC community
21. being a friend (& being blessed to have friends)
22. a good coffee shop
23. NYC (traveling)
24. just being (whether it be with my family or friends, just being in their presence)
25. sunset
26. the deaf community (love them & being able to communicate & function in their world)
27. my heritage/my religion [orthodoxy] (some of my most favoritest (its a word, trust) memories & traditions, as well as some of my most favoritest people come out this one)
28. forgiveness (the ability to say sorry is probably the hardest thing to do as well as to accept one's apology, but by the grace of God it is possible, so why not)
29. love (hugs, holding someone just long enough, kisses, letting go, however you define it but love, one of God's greatest gifts & without it there is no reason to exist)
30....i will let you know 8.15.12....& yes i could have kept going but less is more (insert thought --> you just figuring that out now;)
JZ <3
GHM <3
(i can't have 30, because i am not 30 yet & we all know there is way more than even that ;)
so without further adieu...danielle's 29 favs (well as of 1.20.12; i am girl we change our mind at least 2-3x/second)...
1. leban (you will start to notice a pattern with food & pretty much any Leb. food)
2. being an Aunt, their smiles; gets me every time
3. being a sister to 5, a daughter to 2, a sister in-law to 3, & an aunt to 7 (family)
4. my bed (really do i need to explain)
5. ice cream (& any time of the year)
6. life (it may not be the smoothest ride but it for sure is one hell of a ride)
7. spooning (more in particular listening to someone's heartbeat)
8. birthdays (best day ever, that was the day God gave me you)
9. books (where else can you go so many places without leaving your house & writing this blog)
10. my mom's cooking (enough said)
11. laughter/smiles (you never know who is falling in love with your smile or laughter)
12. pictures (they say more; & can hold on to moment forever)
13. cards (obvi --- hello card project)
14. the following phrases, "hold the phone," "shut the front door," "love your face," "shut your face," "tru business..."
15. the people i work with (literally some of thee nicest people i have ever met)
16. movies (love a romantic chic flick -- where the guy figures it out, where it has always been her & if he waits one minute longer he will die without her, hello hopeFUL romantic, & old movies too)
17. food (they would have taken up to many numbers; so let's just put it out there, hence the size of my a*%)
18. coloring (sharpies, crayons, colored pencils, coloring books they make me smile)
19. toys (i love going to my brothers' houses, they have lots of toys; it allows me to be a kid again, & who doesn't want that, just sayin')
20. Carey, OH (national shrine of our lady; my sanctuary, my peace) -- TEC community
21. being a friend (& being blessed to have friends)
22. a good coffee shop
23. NYC (traveling)
24. just being (whether it be with my family or friends, just being in their presence)
25. sunset
26. the deaf community (love them & being able to communicate & function in their world)
27. my heritage/my religion [orthodoxy] (some of my most favoritest (its a word, trust) memories & traditions, as well as some of my most favoritest people come out this one)
28. forgiveness (the ability to say sorry is probably the hardest thing to do as well as to accept one's apology, but by the grace of God it is possible, so why not)
29. love (hugs, holding someone just long enough, kisses, letting go, however you define it but love, one of God's greatest gifts & without it there is no reason to exist)
30....i will let you know 8.15.12....& yes i could have kept going but less is more (insert thought --> you just figuring that out now;)
JZ <3
GHM <3
1.19.2012
God made sure we didn't have to do this on our own...
so He gave us sisters...
day 18...
if you look to the left of me (the other left, the only other one in the picture, hell she has the better tan)...you will see & notice my bestest friend in the whole world (i have others) but she has been my best friend for 30 years...she is my confidant, my support, my sounding board, my heart, my angel, my everything & i would literally do anything in the whole entire world for her...
when she hurts i hurt, when she drinks i clean her up (or the other way around), when she needs a hug i am there, when she laughs i laugh, when she cries i hand her a tissue (usually i try to make her laugh), when she sits & needs someone to talk to i listen (or try to & keep my big mouth shut, i know hard to imagine)...& one might ask how i learned to do all these things over the course of my 30 years, well the answer is simple & easy, i had the best example, my big sister who does/did it for me time & time again...
my mom has 6 kids, i was the only one planned (i know i am special, well we all knew that)...however she had a miscarriage between my sister and i; but i think God knew that i had to come next; that we would go together like peas & carrots...& believe me i am not easy (hey now, be nice ;)...but she loves me for me...
the smile you see, i have been blessed with my entire life & i know how many others she has touched with it...a grand treasure, one of God's greatest to me is my sister, my best friend...
<3, hug your sister & tell her thank you! <3
<3 JK
if you look to the left of me (the other left, the only other one in the picture, hell she has the better tan)...you will see & notice my bestest friend in the whole world (i have others) but she has been my best friend for 30 years...she is my confidant, my support, my sounding board, my heart, my angel, my everything & i would literally do anything in the whole entire world for her...
when she hurts i hurt, when she drinks i clean her up (or the other way around), when she needs a hug i am there, when she laughs i laugh, when she cries i hand her a tissue (usually i try to make her laugh), when she sits & needs someone to talk to i listen (or try to & keep my big mouth shut, i know hard to imagine)...& one might ask how i learned to do all these things over the course of my 30 years, well the answer is simple & easy, i had the best example, my big sister who does/did it for me time & time again...
my mom has 6 kids, i was the only one planned (i know i am special, well we all knew that)...however she had a miscarriage between my sister and i; but i think God knew that i had to come next; that we would go together like peas & carrots...& believe me i am not easy (hey now, be nice ;)...but she loves me for me...
the smile you see, i have been blessed with my entire life & i know how many others she has touched with it...a grand treasure, one of God's greatest to me is my sister, my best friend...
<3, hug your sister & tell her thank you! <3
<3 JK
1.18.2012
Trust...(it says enough in just the word)
day 18...
trust me it will be a good one (or rather i think they are all good & you just hold your breath to get through the whole thing)...
...trust is very small word with so many meanings...we trust that our teachers will teach our kids with every effort possible...we trust our priest/pastor will guide us spiritually...we trust our the server at the restaurant will not serve us a spitter...we trust our friend will tell us the truth (especially when there is booger hangin' out of your nose or spinach in our teeth)...we trust that those we choose to surround ourselves with our good people...we trust that when we give someone our heart they will take care of it, just as if it is their own...
so when that trust is broken...not when it comes to the mechanic screwin' you over but when it deals with the matter of the heart...is that person ever able or rather are they worthy of your trust again? is it true that this matter is black & white there is no grey (is that how you spell grey or is it gray, hmmm; sorry i digress)?? or is it quite possible that someone could fall into the grey?
i honestly don't know (& yes i am all knowing if you have not figured it out yet, you will)...& among so many other things that i have encountered throughout my 30 years on earth, i struggle with (more so than ever)...so...
i guess the biggest question of all, is how does one get it (that peace, that love, that forgiveness, that everything you put in them) back when they have destroyed all trust in them?
how?
a question to the masses (or the few)...answer away...
TT <3
DG <3
trust me it will be a good one (or rather i think they are all good & you just hold your breath to get through the whole thing)...
...trust is very small word with so many meanings...we trust that our teachers will teach our kids with every effort possible...we trust our priest/pastor will guide us spiritually...we trust our the server at the restaurant will not serve us a spitter...we trust our friend will tell us the truth (especially when there is booger hangin' out of your nose or spinach in our teeth)...we trust that those we choose to surround ourselves with our good people...we trust that when we give someone our heart they will take care of it, just as if it is their own...
so when that trust is broken...not when it comes to the mechanic screwin' you over but when it deals with the matter of the heart...is that person ever able or rather are they worthy of your trust again? is it true that this matter is black & white there is no grey (is that how you spell grey or is it gray, hmmm; sorry i digress)?? or is it quite possible that someone could fall into the grey?
i honestly don't know (& yes i am all knowing if you have not figured it out yet, you will)...& among so many other things that i have encountered throughout my 30 years on earth, i struggle with (more so than ever)...so...
i guess the biggest question of all, is how does one get it (that peace, that love, that forgiveness, that everything you put in them) back when they have destroyed all trust in them?
how?
a question to the masses (or the few)...answer away...
TT <3
DG <3
1.17.2012
my kitchen counter looks like an arab grocery store threw up...
& my siti would be so proud...
day 17...
well obviously by that title you can assume that weigh day was big fat -- fat a*$ problem...meaning i gained a pound (& after today probably another one) which probably occurred btwn. the awesome italian dinner, the amazing appetizers, or the spectacular family brunch (now i didn't say i didn't enjoy, it was just my hips enjoyed it a little more)
...to conquer this 1 pound gain-age (yes that is a word, google it)...you would think i would work my hardest today, that would be a big (almost as big as my hips) NO...did i mention i work with chocolate & on occasion they allow me to go to the kitchen where the chocolate is made (insert thought -- a fat kids dream come true & it truly is:)...anyways those peanut butter smoothies (thee most AHH-MAZING piece of candy ever, like a party in your mouth) were staring me down & of course i did not want them to feel neglected so i took one & ate it...my legs were taken out by a piece of chocolate...
...so it was no surprise that all the rest of the chocolates were coming at me full force...i resisted...i maintained...then the chocolatier, decided he was going to make his own type of brittle...not just with peanuts...but other kinds of nuts, almonds, cashews, & peanuts (hello, is your mouth watering b/c mine is all over again)...then use the caramel we use for the caramel corn & douse them in it...i mean do i even need to continue with this post, YES i almost ate the whole damn bag...there goes my body taken out by the heavenly brittle...
...to put the icing on the cake (fat kids use food analogies it makes us feel better) & completely finish me off for the day.....my mother suggests at the Med. store this past weekend (not medicine but Mediterranean, we think its cool (or maybe its just me) to abbreviate a whole region, i.e. Leb. for lebanese) that i grab a little pita, some leban (our version of yogurt/sour cream), & some jibhan (cheese, not just cheese, glorious cheese); (these three items of food i cannot even tell you make my stomach do flips i love them so much, i could write an ode to them)...anyways she then tells me to take the jibhan and put in the pita and melt it on the stove (which ps if you decide to take me up on this wonderful dish, the pita can tend to catch on fire, so mind your P's & Q's so you don't burn your house down or WORSE ruin the food)...i mean sounds amazing right, & holy s&%$ it was so incredible...& i added some tomato & avocado...i am still in awe how good it was...thank you mom, excellent recommendation & siti i know you are smiling down at me, a.) for the food & b.) for enjoying it as i so did!
**side note the dish i spoke about in the said paragraph above this one, is actually not that bad for you, i think what ruined the day was the foods before & after...or over indulging!
...finally the little snack that comes after the cake (yes, hello have you not been reading, i am & will always be a true fat kid & I LOVE food, if you can't tell already)...i finished my day with 2 cookies (soft chew, way to go keebler elves, keep up the good work:) & a reeses peanut butter cup (i do not have peanut butter smoothies lying around so i will eat a frozen RPC, which is actually the only way to eat them)...
**confessions of true fat kid -- the said recollection of the day, is missing a detail, the said fat kid (me) forgot to tell you of her little snacky, snack at the candy store, she has refused to comment, but wanted to let you know if you are going to blow a diet do it big or you will regret it tomorrow!
Cheers, to getting back on the wagon!
CMD <3 :)
day 17...
well obviously by that title you can assume that weigh day was big fat -- fat a*$ problem...meaning i gained a pound (& after today probably another one) which probably occurred btwn. the awesome italian dinner, the amazing appetizers, or the spectacular family brunch (now i didn't say i didn't enjoy, it was just my hips enjoyed it a little more)
...to conquer this 1 pound gain-age (yes that is a word, google it)...you would think i would work my hardest today, that would be a big (almost as big as my hips) NO...did i mention i work with chocolate & on occasion they allow me to go to the kitchen where the chocolate is made (insert thought -- a fat kids dream come true & it truly is:)...anyways those peanut butter smoothies (thee most AHH-MAZING piece of candy ever, like a party in your mouth) were staring me down & of course i did not want them to feel neglected so i took one & ate it...my legs were taken out by a piece of chocolate...
...so it was no surprise that all the rest of the chocolates were coming at me full force...i resisted...i maintained...then the chocolatier, decided he was going to make his own type of brittle...not just with peanuts...but other kinds of nuts, almonds, cashews, & peanuts (hello, is your mouth watering b/c mine is all over again)...then use the caramel we use for the caramel corn & douse them in it...i mean do i even need to continue with this post, YES i almost ate the whole damn bag...there goes my body taken out by the heavenly brittle...
...to put the icing on the cake (fat kids use food analogies it makes us feel better) & completely finish me off for the day.....my mother suggests at the Med. store this past weekend (not medicine but Mediterranean, we think its cool (or maybe its just me) to abbreviate a whole region, i.e. Leb. for lebanese) that i grab a little pita, some leban (our version of yogurt/sour cream), & some jibhan (cheese, not just cheese, glorious cheese); (these three items of food i cannot even tell you make my stomach do flips i love them so much, i could write an ode to them)...anyways she then tells me to take the jibhan and put in the pita and melt it on the stove (which ps if you decide to take me up on this wonderful dish, the pita can tend to catch on fire, so mind your P's & Q's so you don't burn your house down or WORSE ruin the food)...i mean sounds amazing right, & holy s&%$ it was so incredible...& i added some tomato & avocado...i am still in awe how good it was...thank you mom, excellent recommendation & siti i know you are smiling down at me, a.) for the food & b.) for enjoying it as i so did!
**side note the dish i spoke about in the said paragraph above this one, is actually not that bad for you, i think what ruined the day was the foods before & after...or over indulging!
...finally the little snack that comes after the cake (yes, hello have you not been reading, i am & will always be a true fat kid & I LOVE food, if you can't tell already)...i finished my day with 2 cookies (soft chew, way to go keebler elves, keep up the good work:) & a reeses peanut butter cup (i do not have peanut butter smoothies lying around so i will eat a frozen RPC, which is actually the only way to eat them)...
**confessions of true fat kid -- the said recollection of the day, is missing a detail, the said fat kid (me) forgot to tell you of her little snacky, snack at the candy store, she has refused to comment, but wanted to let you know if you are going to blow a diet do it big or you will regret it tomorrow!
Cheers, to getting back on the wagon!
CMD <3 :)
1.16.2012
a little humor required...
day 16 --
i love how when i started i was like, "day 1, day 5..." now i am like what the hell day is it..& you know it is easy cause we are only in january...but holy crap can you imagine me in may (well S^%$ in february)...so i will excuse myself for my counting problems...or rather my age ;)
& i also wanted to be funny today & i honestly have nothing...i am like what happened that was funny, and i've got nothing & now the fact that i told you i wanted to be funny makes it even less funny (insert thought--i have no idea what she is talking about, she is NEVER funny:)...so what the hell...
i could tell you that my little brother built me a desk & basically idiot proofed it, & i told my mom either he was making it extremely easy or was like this will save me1 50 phone calls later...& even though it was literally color & number coded i still had to call him...see not so funny (omg i am losing it, b/c i actually laughed as i typed that)
i could also tell you how one time my sister drove on the off ramp to get on the expressway & as the three of us are yelling at each other, she looks at my mother & i, and states, "i'm handling it!" like really marisa you are handling it, as she drives off the the road into a small ditch & on the right side of the road...
i could also tell you the time my brother threw out his back & fell over outside while taking out his dog...he really thought his damn dog (may he rest in peace) was lassie & would run get help; but instead just stood there...so my brother crawled inside on all fours, where he met me & i replied, "help i fallen & i can't get up..."
i could also tell you how my oldest niece used to jump up & down on a couch & say, "God bless America dammit!"
i could tell some stories & may be funny or i could just put little blurbs out there & hope that i at least made you smile...what the hell do you expect it is monday (i hate mondays)
cheers to a laughable monday (or at least a crackin' the smile kind of monday)!
AC <3
PL <3
i love how when i started i was like, "day 1, day 5..." now i am like what the hell day is it..& you know it is easy cause we are only in january...but holy crap can you imagine me in may (well S^%$ in february)...so i will excuse myself for my counting problems...or rather my age ;)
& i also wanted to be funny today & i honestly have nothing...i am like what happened that was funny, and i've got nothing & now the fact that i told you i wanted to be funny makes it even less funny (insert thought--i have no idea what she is talking about, she is NEVER funny:)...so what the hell...
i could tell you that my little brother built me a desk & basically idiot proofed it, & i told my mom either he was making it extremely easy or was like this will save me
i could also tell you how one time my sister drove on the off ramp to get on the expressway & as the three of us are yelling at each other, she looks at my mother & i, and states, "i'm handling it!" like really marisa you are handling it, as she drives off the the road into a small ditch & on the right side of the road...
i could also tell you the time my brother threw out his back & fell over outside while taking out his dog...he really thought his damn dog (may he rest in peace) was lassie & would run get help; but instead just stood there...so my brother crawled inside on all fours, where he met me & i replied, "help i fallen & i can't get up..."
i could also tell you how my oldest niece used to jump up & down on a couch & say, "God bless America dammit!"
i could tell some stories & may be funny or i could just put little blurbs out there & hope that i at least made you smile...what the hell do you expect it is monday (i hate mondays)
cheers to a laughable monday (or at least a crackin' the smile kind of monday)!
AC <3
PL <3
1.15.2012
my cup runneth over...the card project!
day 15...
i am exactly 7 months away from turning 30...yes that is a hint to write it on your calendar, do the damn math, august 15th, your favorite person in the world is turning 30!
well on a sunday, what better way to celebrate the day by feeling extra thankful...first i am over the top, head over heels, thankful for people reading my blog, i actually have found immense pleasure (except maybe when i am tipsy & can't put a damn sentence together) in writing it...& i am even MORE thankful people are not just reading it but enjoying it (NO i did NOT pay them, nor did my mother)....i had two people comment on it...& literally made my heart smile!
second, my very dear friend from college (who i am always so super lame with & have bailed on her numerously & definitely do not call enough) sent me thee most AHH-MAZING note in the mail...my heart is still beaming from her words & it was b/c as she told me due to the fact that i wrote on my blog that we should take the time to write a letter/note/card to someone & she did it & that person was me...it made feel so awesome & so much better than so many things...i honestly do not think i can ever thank her enough for her gesture...no words to describe it...& the fact that it was on some paper that is meaningful to the 2 of us & that she took the time to write it, i am speechless...(insert thought -- thank God, never thought that would happen)...{PS, i almost texted her & thanked her but i picked up the phone...see i am trying to follow my own rules & besides i owed her a call, so the spirit moved us}
third, one of my biggest goals in life, not in just this year, is to be the light to others, to touch people's life just as SO SO many have touched mine, & by her sending that note, i feel like i am on my way...
**side note, a song shared by another good friend at an amazing place is kind of my anthem, listen...(ignore scary face; hello people bad place to pause it)
...my last statement for this thankful sunday...(which i was seriously considering before my letter & my friend kind of sealed the deal for me)...is i am introducing the card project (now i know i am genius but somebody i believe has done this before)...so how the card project works, everyday i will be mailing one card/letter/note to family, friends, maybe even a stranger, who knows to amount to at least 365 cards/letters/notes (relax, i know i already missed 15, so there will be certain days in which there are 2 until i am caught up)...the message can be anything but maybe it will have the same affect (this might be where i am supposed to write "effect", some times i struggle with English, ohh wait you knew that if you have been reading) my friend had on me...& maybe just as she solidified my inspiration, it will inspire others...so as i finish everyday i will also be adding initials to who i am writing, & then as i conclude my 365 days of being 30 i will write the list of my names of those who have touched & left footprints on my heart)...i am excited, & to my dear friend, i sincerely thank you!
literally as my cup was running over, my heart is smiling...
SK <3 :)
i am exactly 7 months away from turning 30...yes that is a hint to write it on your calendar, do the damn math, august 15th, your favorite person in the world is turning 30!
well on a sunday, what better way to celebrate the day by feeling extra thankful...first i am over the top, head over heels, thankful for people reading my blog, i actually have found immense pleasure (except maybe when i am tipsy & can't put a damn sentence together) in writing it...& i am even MORE thankful people are not just reading it but enjoying it (NO i did NOT pay them, nor did my mother)....i had two people comment on it...& literally made my heart smile!
second, my very dear friend from college (who i am always so super lame with & have bailed on her numerously & definitely do not call enough) sent me thee most AHH-MAZING note in the mail...my heart is still beaming from her words & it was b/c as she told me due to the fact that i wrote on my blog that we should take the time to write a letter/note/card to someone & she did it & that person was me...it made feel so awesome & so much better than so many things...i honestly do not think i can ever thank her enough for her gesture...no words to describe it...& the fact that it was on some paper that is meaningful to the 2 of us & that she took the time to write it, i am speechless...(insert thought -- thank God, never thought that would happen)...{PS, i almost texted her & thanked her but i picked up the phone...see i am trying to follow my own rules & besides i owed her a call, so the spirit moved us}
third, one of my biggest goals in life, not in just this year, is to be the light to others, to touch people's life just as SO SO many have touched mine, & by her sending that note, i feel like i am on my way...
**side note, a song shared by another good friend at an amazing place is kind of my anthem, listen...(ignore scary face; hello people bad place to pause it)
...my last statement for this thankful sunday...(which i was seriously considering before my letter & my friend kind of sealed the deal for me)...is i am introducing the card project (now i know i am genius but somebody i believe has done this before)...so how the card project works, everyday i will be mailing one card/letter/note to family, friends, maybe even a stranger, who knows to amount to at least 365 cards/letters/notes (relax, i know i already missed 15, so there will be certain days in which there are 2 until i am caught up)...the message can be anything but maybe it will have the same affect (this might be where i am supposed to write "effect", some times i struggle with English, ohh wait you knew that if you have been reading) my friend had on me...& maybe just as she solidified my inspiration, it will inspire others...so as i finish everyday i will also be adding initials to who i am writing, & then as i conclude my 365 days of being 30 i will write the list of my names of those who have touched & left footprints on my heart)...i am excited, & to my dear friend, i sincerely thank you!
literally as my cup was running over, my heart is smiling...
SK <3 :)
1.14.2012
round 2 of let's get plastered...
day 14...
& you thought it was a repeat of yesterday...nah, i think my body can only handle one of those a weekend, & hells bells you can only stand one day of crappy blogness...like that crap, yesterday; what was i thinking (insert thought -- who says her other stuff is not crap)
i have went back & forth about what my post was going to be...i was going to write about a man that passed away & how packed his funeral was, & how i would love to be the light & touch that many lives in such a short lifetime...
then i was going to talk about time, due to the fact that this man was only 48 years old who passed...& how we must cherish in each moment...& i kind of, sort of touched on that...& it will come up again so i decided to spare you, even though i have spent the last 2 minutes yappin' about it...
so what shall it be on this day 14 in the many days of 30...well let me tell you...love (i know i am losing it, you are like WTF bring that funny, bitter, & fat girl back)...in exactly one month many will buy chocolates, flowers, cards, or other gifts for their significant other while others (usually bitter woman) will sit & watch some sappy love movie or go hang out with their friends & bash men...which group do you fall in?...
me...i fall in, it is one of my biggest holidays for work, so i love valentine's day...actually i could give 2 S^%$ about it...i am the overly sappy, romantic who thinks everyday should be valentine's day, your birthday, your anniversary...why one day where it is extra love filled...365 days filled of love is how you win me (any takers?)...
...if for all the moments that you get to spend with the one you love, one day a month from now is not going to make a difference...it is all the moments that you get to hang out with, laugh with, cry with, snuggle with, yell at, talk with, & just be with that count & so for all those people, not me (i am still single people, so suck it, how is that for bitterness;)...happy everyday with love!
because ultimately for all those who have lost, they would take/cherish in any & every moment with those they have loved... <3
& you thought it was a repeat of yesterday...nah, i think my body can only handle one of those a weekend, & hells bells you can only stand one day of crappy blogness...like that crap, yesterday; what was i thinking (insert thought -- who says her other stuff is not crap)
i have went back & forth about what my post was going to be...i was going to write about a man that passed away & how packed his funeral was, & how i would love to be the light & touch that many lives in such a short lifetime...
then i was going to talk about time, due to the fact that this man was only 48 years old who passed...& how we must cherish in each moment...& i kind of, sort of touched on that...& it will come up again so i decided to spare you, even though i have spent the last 2 minutes yappin' about it...
so what shall it be on this day 14 in the many days of 30...well let me tell you...love (i know i am losing it, you are like WTF bring that funny, bitter, & fat girl back)...in exactly one month many will buy chocolates, flowers, cards, or other gifts for their significant other while others (usually bitter woman) will sit & watch some sappy love movie or go hang out with their friends & bash men...which group do you fall in?...
me...i fall in, it is one of my biggest holidays for work, so i love valentine's day...actually i could give 2 S^%$ about it...i am the overly sappy, romantic who thinks everyday should be valentine's day, your birthday, your anniversary...why one day where it is extra love filled...365 days filled of love is how you win me (any takers?)...
...if for all the moments that you get to spend with the one you love, one day a month from now is not going to make a difference...it is all the moments that you get to hang out with, laugh with, cry with, snuggle with, yell at, talk with, & just be with that count & so for all those people, not me (i am still single people, so suck it, how is that for bitterness;)...happy everyday with love!
because ultimately for all those who have lost, they would take/cherish in any & every moment with those they have loved... <3
1.13.2012
drinking, shall we do more of it??
day 13 --
*this concept of drinking--should we all partake it in more, (as long as it doesn't interfere in your everyday business) why the hell not...
obviously i have been drinking a smidgen..so let us right now weigh the positives & negatives of this grand idea...
positive... if done in moderation you are happy & at least feeling good...
negative...if not done in moderation, you feel like crap...
positive...you can get away with sayin' S*#^ & blame it on the alcohol...
negative...you can say S&#^ that you shouldn't...
positive...if you drink you shall not remember...
negative...if you drink you shall not remember, wait i just said that...
positive...you can act like a fool & blame it on the boos
negative...you act like a fool...
see it all balances out...one positive for every negative, go get your drink on...
~side note -- danielle drinks & a the blog suffers...just sayin'
*this concept of drinking--should we all partake it in more, (as long as it doesn't interfere in your everyday business) why the hell not...
obviously i have been drinking a smidgen..so let us right now weigh the positives & negatives of this grand idea...
positive... if done in moderation you are happy & at least feeling good...
negative...if not done in moderation, you feel like crap...
positive...you can get away with sayin' S*#^ & blame it on the alcohol...
negative...you can say S&#^ that you shouldn't...
positive...if you drink you shall not remember...
negative...if you drink you shall not remember, wait i just said that...
positive...you can act like a fool & blame it on the boos
negative...you act like a fool...
see it all balances out...one positive for every negative, go get your drink on...
~side note -- danielle drinks & a the blog suffers...just sayin'
1.12.2012
things that make you go hmmm...OR
rather piss you the f' off (not always but lots of the time)...
day 12...
do you like that there is no rhyme or reason to this blog...that i write whatever the hell fills the space between my ears...kind of like me, it is what it is!
so today boys & girls, kids of all ages let us began by talking about parts of my almost 30 years on life that i would leave behind...ready, set, here we go...
*disclosure -- this is one if not for the kiddos, it could get ugly, only kidding now read on, dammit! (please :)
--people that creep on you while standing in line (either at self check out or just in general) --> like really i haven't even packed my bags & you are literally all up in my shiznazzle! why? why? you are not going to get done any faster if you crawl up my a**
(wow actually had a moment where that was it, & i was like geez you are turning into a softie, or so i thought)
--those that cannot laugh at themselves...by nature i am irish, italian & lebanese as well as being a female...let the jokes fly & i will laugh...if one is not doing it out of hate but fun why not laugh, you know you want to, why might i ask b/c the S&^% is actually funny so laugh it up...
--people who ride in the left lane no matter there speed (ehmmm the entire state of michigan) or can't drive at any sign of precipitation (ehmmmm city of columbus)
--stupid, mean people b/c they are stupid (we all know who they are, they are just stupid) this also includes people who think that they are either above you or above doing some sort of task (cleaning, picking up, etc.)..last time i checked you were not God, so it does not exclude you...PS, if you fall in these categories you should not come out in public EVER!
(wow everything is revolving around people, maybe i shall become a hermit or become less social)
--the rules of boys vs girls (this is a huge can of worms i just opened & we shall revisit) for sake of this post...HATE the double standard (ladies its out there, we all know it is but it still kills me)...i also HATE the stupid dating rules or shall i say games...they are so dumb & pointless, you like her, she likes you, date already...if you don't like her/him tell her so we can all move on...& BOYS listen (read) very carefully, TELL the TRUTH always, please do not say "ohh i don't want to hurt her," guess what LIES HURT 10 million times more than the TRUTH (trust)...enough of that; we shall return to this topic, i have theories upon theories about this topic :) (get excited)
--people who do not say please, thank you & excuse me...what is wrong with those words they did nothing to you...& if you need a recap maybe you should revisit PBS, Sesame Street, or Kindergarten!
--coming from a former waitress background (professional server, yes that just happened)...people who cannot act appropriately in a restaurant, that comes from the moment they walk in the door until they leave...i know there are people who should not work in the industry BUT there are even more people who should never even be able to step foot in a restaurant (this goes along with the point above, please stay home, cook for yourself, & don't subject other people to you)
--those who b*&^#@ about life --- ohh wait that is what is happening here...my advice to them = SHUT UP!
& I'm DONE!
day 12...
do you like that there is no rhyme or reason to this blog...that i write whatever the hell fills the space between my ears...kind of like me, it is what it is!
so today boys & girls, kids of all ages let us began by talking about parts of my almost 30 years on life that i would leave behind...ready, set, here we go...
*disclosure -- this is one if not for the kiddos, it could get ugly, only kidding now read on, dammit! (please :)
--people that creep on you while standing in line (either at self check out or just in general) --> like really i haven't even packed my bags & you are literally all up in my shiznazzle! why? why? you are not going to get done any faster if you crawl up my a**
(wow actually had a moment where that was it, & i was like geez you are turning into a softie, or so i thought)
--those that cannot laugh at themselves...by nature i am irish, italian & lebanese as well as being a female...let the jokes fly & i will laugh...if one is not doing it out of hate but fun why not laugh, you know you want to, why might i ask b/c the S&^% is actually funny so laugh it up...
--people who ride in the left lane no matter there speed (ehmmm the entire state of michigan) or can't drive at any sign of precipitation (ehmmmm city of columbus)
--stupid, mean people b/c they are stupid (we all know who they are, they are just stupid) this also includes people who think that they are either above you or above doing some sort of task (cleaning, picking up, etc.)..last time i checked you were not God, so it does not exclude you...PS, if you fall in these categories you should not come out in public EVER!
(wow everything is revolving around people, maybe i shall become a hermit or become less social)
--the rules of boys vs girls (this is a huge can of worms i just opened & we shall revisit) for sake of this post...HATE the double standard (ladies its out there, we all know it is but it still kills me)...i also HATE the stupid dating rules or shall i say games...they are so dumb & pointless, you like her, she likes you, date already...if you don't like her/him tell her so we can all move on...& BOYS listen (read) very carefully, TELL the TRUTH always, please do not say "ohh i don't want to hurt her," guess what LIES HURT 10 million times more than the TRUTH (trust)...enough of that; we shall return to this topic, i have theories upon theories about this topic :) (get excited)
--people who do not say please, thank you & excuse me...what is wrong with those words they did nothing to you...& if you need a recap maybe you should revisit PBS, Sesame Street, or Kindergarten!
--coming from a former waitress background (professional server, yes that just happened)...people who cannot act appropriately in a restaurant, that comes from the moment they walk in the door until they leave...i know there are people who should not work in the industry BUT there are even more people who should never even be able to step foot in a restaurant (this goes along with the point above, please stay home, cook for yourself, & don't subject other people to you)
--those who b*&^#@ about life --- ohh wait that is what is happening here...my advice to them = SHUT UP!
& I'm DONE!
1.11.2012
i have been thinking...scary thought huh?
day 11...
it has occurred to me over the past 11 days, many thoughts (yes i have a brain, do you think i just copy this s%$# from a text book)...do to recent events & the passing of a very cool man who was only 48 & realizing that life is precious (i know i said it before, don't worry this a different topic, i most likely will not repeat myself until day 102, if you are lucky)
...WHAT WOULD I DO if i knew this was it, that i had only a few hours, days or weeks before i said my good-bye...no, i am not trying to be all emotional & blah, blah, blah...& so many people ask that question but do you ever really think about what would you really do...i would not spend all my money (S&%$ i have none anyways:) & i would not go to some country or exotic place to bask in the sun...what i would do is...
...spend a moment (a moment is not defined by the actual time that goes by but rather what happens during that time) with some of the people who define my heart...my family -- i have 4 brothers & a sister, 3 sister in laws, 4 nieces, & 3 nephews, and my parents...that is a lot of moments & i would know that we got to spend them together...whether it be to play a game, watch a movie, talk, or just be with each other we would have those moments...
...i would also spend moments with those that have touched my life, my family may have defined my heart but i have many who have left their footprints on it...so many thank you's i would want to say, sorry's, & so many moments of emotion...
...food & eat = enough said...my fat a&% will enjoy every meal & then some probably to the point of fat breathing...
...Carey, OH -- sit one last time, & pray that someone discovers the peace, joy, faith & so many other feelings it has left me...
...dance, to dance as if it is my last moment (well it is:)...
...pick up a pen & grab my book & finish my story...write the letters that needed to be written, the cards that needed to signed, write so when i am no longer there, my voice remains...write my heart <3...
...look up & thank God, b/c the time i spent was wonderful, the people i was blessed with are/were AHH-MAZING....& for all the experiences that made me; ME...
...love -- tell that one person that they touched my heart in a way that i didn't think was possible...that they may have not known it but they allowed me to believe that hope in love was possible & that being a part of my life i could know what is to like & love a person...& most importantly thank them...
...say Good-Bye, rather i will see ya around & then throw the BEST damn going way party with all my family, friends, & quite possibly some randoms...(WHY NOT)...
if you knew that this was it, what would you do?
memory eternal BJ 1.10.11
it has occurred to me over the past 11 days, many thoughts (yes i have a brain, do you think i just copy this s%$# from a text book)...do to recent events & the passing of a very cool man who was only 48 & realizing that life is precious (i know i said it before, don't worry this a different topic, i most likely will not repeat myself until day 102, if you are lucky)
...WHAT WOULD I DO if i knew this was it, that i had only a few hours, days or weeks before i said my good-bye...no, i am not trying to be all emotional & blah, blah, blah...& so many people ask that question but do you ever really think about what would you really do...i would not spend all my money (S&%$ i have none anyways:) & i would not go to some country or exotic place to bask in the sun...what i would do is...
...spend a moment (a moment is not defined by the actual time that goes by but rather what happens during that time) with some of the people who define my heart...my family -- i have 4 brothers & a sister, 3 sister in laws, 4 nieces, & 3 nephews, and my parents...that is a lot of moments & i would know that we got to spend them together...whether it be to play a game, watch a movie, talk, or just be with each other we would have those moments...
...i would also spend moments with those that have touched my life, my family may have defined my heart but i have many who have left their footprints on it...so many thank you's i would want to say, sorry's, & so many moments of emotion...
...food & eat = enough said...my fat a&% will enjoy every meal & then some probably to the point of fat breathing...
...Carey, OH -- sit one last time, & pray that someone discovers the peace, joy, faith & so many other feelings it has left me...
...dance, to dance as if it is my last moment (well it is:)...
...pick up a pen & grab my book & finish my story...write the letters that needed to be written, the cards that needed to signed, write so when i am no longer there, my voice remains...write my heart <3...
...look up & thank God, b/c the time i spent was wonderful, the people i was blessed with are/were AHH-MAZING....& for all the experiences that made me; ME...
...love -- tell that one person that they touched my heart in a way that i didn't think was possible...that they may have not known it but they allowed me to believe that hope in love was possible & that being a part of my life i could know what is to like & love a person...& most importantly thank them...
...say Good-Bye, rather i will see ya around & then throw the BEST damn going way party with all my family, friends, & quite possibly some randoms...(WHY NOT)...
if you knew that this was it, what would you do?
memory eternal BJ 1.10.11
1.10.2012
& the a*# shrinking continues...
day 10...
you know when you decide that it would be a grand idea to get in shape & lose weight...& then you get so far in to it (like 20 minutes) & want to call it a day...& think wtf is this all for..so i can look great in a pair of pants, so i can walk up a flight of stairs & not lose a lung...but really what is it for & why the hell & i am doing it...we do it b/c food is so freakin good & that s%$# don't come in diet & if it does you know it taste like a*#...so in order to partake in those said meals or to look good for a friday night, we call on our friend (rather enemy), the diet...& so it begins...
...well today is weigh day & i am proud of myself however not to sure how much was actual weight & how much was water weight, either way a loss is a loss, & i am totally taking it...so i am now 26 lbs. closer to 30 before 30...now i must say the highlight of my week was not the raw veggies i was eating but rather those around me sayin, "30 lbs, you will be way too skinny..." bless their hearts that they think that this body can't stand to lose that & probably a few more....
...i also went on a walk it is my third in 10 days, pretty good (your thought -- fat a$#)...i need to build up to it & i have to stay strong b/c the winter is the hardest...it gets dark so early & its mother f'n cold...side note, it has been beautiful which only means we are in for a s*#$ storm soon...so yippee for that & for me who will choose to go lay in my bed & snuggle b/c its will be too damn cold & then i will curse myself for not taking more advantage of these beautiful days...
...see the funniness came back as well as some anger...the dieting version of me is a smidgen angry, i stared at doughnut today & said no, you know what that does to a true fat kid (have you not been reading), let's just say it is like denying a crack addict, crack..not pretty :)...
i shall survive & hopefully survive a little skinnier (i have been on this damn diet like a bajillion times) maybe it will work, if not i am stickin' with what i know & that is being a true fat kid...
Cheers to being skinny, to being fat, to whatever strikes your fancy:)!
you know when you decide that it would be a grand idea to get in shape & lose weight...& then you get so far in to it (like 20 minutes) & want to call it a day...& think wtf is this all for..so i can look great in a pair of pants, so i can walk up a flight of stairs & not lose a lung...but really what is it for & why the hell & i am doing it...we do it b/c food is so freakin good & that s%$# don't come in diet & if it does you know it taste like a*#...so in order to partake in those said meals or to look good for a friday night, we call on our friend (rather enemy), the diet...& so it begins...
...well today is weigh day & i am proud of myself however not to sure how much was actual weight & how much was water weight, either way a loss is a loss, & i am totally taking it...so i am now 26 lbs. closer to 30 before 30...now i must say the highlight of my week was not the raw veggies i was eating but rather those around me sayin, "30 lbs, you will be way too skinny..." bless their hearts that they think that this body can't stand to lose that & probably a few more....
...i also went on a walk it is my third in 10 days, pretty good (your thought -- fat a$#)...i need to build up to it & i have to stay strong b/c the winter is the hardest...it gets dark so early & its mother f'n cold...side note, it has been beautiful which only means we are in for a s*#$ storm soon...so yippee for that & for me who will choose to go lay in my bed & snuggle b/c its will be too damn cold & then i will curse myself for not taking more advantage of these beautiful days...
...see the funniness came back as well as some anger...the dieting version of me is a smidgen angry, i stared at doughnut today & said no, you know what that does to a true fat kid (have you not been reading), let's just say it is like denying a crack addict, crack..not pretty :)...
i shall survive & hopefully survive a little skinnier (i have been on this damn diet like a bajillion times) maybe it will work, if not i am stickin' with what i know & that is being a true fat kid...
Cheers to being skinny, to being fat, to whatever strikes your fancy:)!
1.09.2012
simplest of lessons to the greatest...
day 9...(yep 2 in one day, aren't you lucky!)
this could get way out of hand...so i am only going to touch on a few & maybe if you are still reading say day 56 or day 342, then we will revisit this...here we go & p.s. just bc i am turning 3 x 10, does not mean the lessons are over from a retired (ha retired) teacher's perspective, you should NEVER stop learning, it is one of life's greatest pleasures!
**side note, i know you are thinking what happened she was so damn funny now all this stuff about time, & learning lessons, & blah, blah, blah...don't worry the funny will return, some times i can be serious or deeply thought provoking, it has been 30 years, i had to have those moments (every once in awhile, just sayin')...**
1. -->one of my dear friends has been sick much of her adult life & she actually by medical terms should not be alive, but she is & is married & thank God doing well...she also has ONE of thee best outlooks on life....so after meeting her, getting to know her & eventually becoming friends i would often visit in her when she would make a frequent hospital visit...one time in particular, i remember looking at her & saying, how do you do this & still smile and be positive at the end of the day...she looked at me & said "there are so many people on my floor who no one ever visits, there are so many people who have no one, & are way more sicker than me...how can i not be positive & think how lucky & blessed i am..." & from that day on, no matter what (& there are days where staying in bed & pulling the covers over my head sounds way more fun) i always think about her & think, look at what i have and how much i am loved, how can i have for one second not be happy & positive (now if you know my family they will vouch i am not always the happiest clam); however if the majority of my days i am than it is an absolute tribute to her...
2. -->this story leads into my second one which was taught by mother (actually she has taught me some of my greatest lessons, i do not think she even realizes how vital she is on my outlook on life)...my brother decided to play with fire & accidentally cause a fire in our house, thankfully by the grace of God we were all fine, the little pyro went to fire prevention class, & we had to move out & get new s*%$, we were the fortunate ones...well i did not think so, when i stood in my grandmother's basement & i was b&%$ about something i did not have (no, this was not yesterday, i was in 4th grade; yes i was just as feisty back then)...my mom looked me straight in the face with a "did that just come out of your mouth", & said, "there are people in this world who have nothing & way worse off than you, so SUCK it up..." & i looked at her & said nothing (hell, i knew not to talk back)...but it was actually something that stuck with me & was reinforced by a friend so many years later...my mom thinks she was way harsh, HOWEVER i do not, it is something i have never forgotten, her words, her look, her passion that at that moment we were lucky we still had each other, we had a place to live & food to eat, we would be ok...so no matter what, life could be that much worse...thank you mom...
3. --> (put your hands together for the last lesson, well for now:)...life is way too short, each moment is so important, cherish it & use it...cause that maybe all you have...in my short little lifetime thus far, i have been blessed with many people who have touched my life, left their footprints on my heart & i am eternally grateful for them...in saying that some of these people have lost people in their lives who are their world, they have lost sisters, brothers, mothers, friends, and so many more...& i know each one of them would give anything to have a moment back with them...i would & my connection is only secondary...actually my heart still hurts & i think how am i going to go on knowing that their physical existence is no longer there to hold, to laugh with, to talk to, to just be with....so i cannot imagine how they feel...i know those people (no matter how long or rather how short) were in my life for a purpose for a reason, God knew i needed them...so for those that i have come in contact with after fully understanding & appreciating this great lesson, i relish in the moments i have with them, i want to suck up as much of them as possible...b/c you never know & i never want to say, I should have...
...recap for my 30's...life may be sucking but it could be worse, suck it up ;)...life is way too short, each day is a gift, each moment with another person is a blessing, cherish it & live as if this was it...:)
this could get way out of hand...so i am only going to touch on a few & maybe if you are still reading say day 56 or day 342, then we will revisit this...here we go & p.s. just bc i am turning 3 x 10, does not mean the lessons are over from a retired (ha retired) teacher's perspective, you should NEVER stop learning, it is one of life's greatest pleasures!
**side note, i know you are thinking what happened she was so damn funny now all this stuff about time, & learning lessons, & blah, blah, blah...don't worry the funny will return, some times i can be serious or deeply thought provoking, it has been 30 years, i had to have those moments (every once in awhile, just sayin')...**
1. -->one of my dear friends has been sick much of her adult life & she actually by medical terms should not be alive, but she is & is married & thank God doing well...she also has ONE of thee best outlooks on life....so after meeting her, getting to know her & eventually becoming friends i would often visit in her when she would make a frequent hospital visit...one time in particular, i remember looking at her & saying, how do you do this & still smile and be positive at the end of the day...she looked at me & said "there are so many people on my floor who no one ever visits, there are so many people who have no one, & are way more sicker than me...how can i not be positive & think how lucky & blessed i am..." & from that day on, no matter what (& there are days where staying in bed & pulling the covers over my head sounds way more fun) i always think about her & think, look at what i have and how much i am loved, how can i have for one second not be happy & positive (now if you know my family they will vouch i am not always the happiest clam); however if the majority of my days i am than it is an absolute tribute to her...
2. -->this story leads into my second one which was taught by mother (actually she has taught me some of my greatest lessons, i do not think she even realizes how vital she is on my outlook on life)...my brother decided to play with fire & accidentally cause a fire in our house, thankfully by the grace of God we were all fine, the little pyro went to fire prevention class, & we had to move out & get new s*%$, we were the fortunate ones...well i did not think so, when i stood in my grandmother's basement & i was b&%$ about something i did not have (no, this was not yesterday, i was in 4th grade; yes i was just as feisty back then)...my mom looked me straight in the face with a "did that just come out of your mouth", & said, "there are people in this world who have nothing & way worse off than you, so SUCK it up..." & i looked at her & said nothing (hell, i knew not to talk back)...but it was actually something that stuck with me & was reinforced by a friend so many years later...my mom thinks she was way harsh, HOWEVER i do not, it is something i have never forgotten, her words, her look, her passion that at that moment we were lucky we still had each other, we had a place to live & food to eat, we would be ok...so no matter what, life could be that much worse...thank you mom...
3. --> (put your hands together for the last lesson, well for now:)...life is way too short, each moment is so important, cherish it & use it...cause that maybe all you have...in my short little lifetime thus far, i have been blessed with many people who have touched my life, left their footprints on my heart & i am eternally grateful for them...in saying that some of these people have lost people in their lives who are their world, they have lost sisters, brothers, mothers, friends, and so many more...& i know each one of them would give anything to have a moment back with them...i would & my connection is only secondary...actually my heart still hurts & i think how am i going to go on knowing that their physical existence is no longer there to hold, to laugh with, to talk to, to just be with....so i cannot imagine how they feel...i know those people (no matter how long or rather how short) were in my life for a purpose for a reason, God knew i needed them...so for those that i have come in contact with after fully understanding & appreciating this great lesson, i relish in the moments i have with them, i want to suck up as much of them as possible...b/c you never know & i never want to say, I should have...
...recap for my 30's...life may be sucking but it could be worse, suck it up ;)...life is way too short, each day is a gift, each moment with another person is a blessing, cherish it & live as if this was it...:)
this is "technically" jan. 8 2011
...despite what the computer says...day 8...
so i know you were wondering what happened...she gave up after 5 flippin' days, really...no actually my modem died right before i went to post...not unplug yourself & then plug it back in & it works, nope completely doesn't work & they (at&t) now has to send me a new one which will not arrive for 3-4 business days....so where am i now you ask, at Sparrows (a coffee shop in GR, one of my fav places, super chill & very city like)...and i will blog from this remote location until thee modem dost arrives...
this is day 8, not my fault...so i did not miss a day, you doubting Thomas'...& what the hell, you think i am going to blog about, but technology...i was born in 1982, yes 30 from 2012 is 1982...i know i am almost there...& in 1982 i know there were computers but they did not exist in every ones homes let alone most people's offices...i know hold the phone literally, how did people function...well there was thing called paper & pen, been doing it for years and it actually is very effective...
& cell phones weren't even on the map...they later came into play when Zack Morris needed to call Belding to pretend he was his dad...i just dated myself again..people had these things called house phones...if you wanted to call someone you used that...& there was not a text in sight...
fast forward...2012, cellphones are on everyone, even 5 year olds (wait correction my 2 year old cousin can properly use an iphone) & computers, are everywhere...when was the last time you wrote a letter, hand wrote or typed on a typewriter...did you pause long enough to think she is going to b*&^# the whole time about how technology is the demise while she is probably writing on her apple mac book...shut your face...no i am not going to lecture...& yes i am on my mac book :), how do you think i can annoy this many people at once...
technology is beautiful thing however it must be respected (we can chat about that another day) & we must not let it run our lives...thought -- what the hell is she spouting off about & true statement -- i am as guilty as you are, trust me...my phone is in my pocket, i check it way more than i should & i text ten million more times than i should pick up the phone & call someone; and i shan't not think what i do if my mac book died...
so why the post...well b/c i recently as i am getting older (ohh s#&*, she is going to get emotional again, & i shall reply stop your face & listen or rather read:)...i realize the importance of time, if you actually stop & think we do not have that much of it & the people in our lives are not going to be there forever (when we are young we think they will, but they will not:(...& now you are inserting the statement, well hells bells, that is why technology is so important, you can email & text more people in 2 minutes than you can write a letter or have a phone conversation within an hour...
that my friend is the important part, you may never get that back that phone conversation or that moment where you heard that special person laugh, cry, or say what you needed to hear, & you will never know how much that letter meant because you took the time to write it...think about that...
am i saying swear off all technology, NO, i am just saying take the time to write a letter or a card, or pick up the phone, my goal as i approach my next decade is to appreciate & use my time to say my thank yous, to say i love yous, to say i am sorry, to say everything i need to say without using a text or an email but with time...& like so many have said TIME is the GREATEST GIFT you can GIVE SOMEONE!
so i know you were wondering what happened...she gave up after 5 flippin' days, really...no actually my modem died right before i went to post...not unplug yourself & then plug it back in & it works, nope completely doesn't work & they (at&t) now has to send me a new one which will not arrive for 3-4 business days....so where am i now you ask, at Sparrows (a coffee shop in GR, one of my fav places, super chill & very city like)...and i will blog from this remote location until thee modem dost arrives...
this is day 8, not my fault...so i did not miss a day, you doubting Thomas'...& what the hell, you think i am going to blog about, but technology...i was born in 1982, yes 30 from 2012 is 1982...i know i am almost there...& in 1982 i know there were computers but they did not exist in every ones homes let alone most people's offices...i know hold the phone literally, how did people function...well there was thing called paper & pen, been doing it for years and it actually is very effective...
& cell phones weren't even on the map...they later came into play when Zack Morris needed to call Belding to pretend he was his dad...i just dated myself again..people had these things called house phones...if you wanted to call someone you used that...& there was not a text in sight...
fast forward...2012, cellphones are on everyone, even 5 year olds (wait correction my 2 year old cousin can properly use an iphone) & computers, are everywhere...when was the last time you wrote a letter, hand wrote or typed on a typewriter...did you pause long enough to think she is going to b*&^# the whole time about how technology is the demise while she is probably writing on her apple mac book...shut your face...no i am not going to lecture...& yes i am on my mac book :), how do you think i can annoy this many people at once...
technology is beautiful thing however it must be respected (we can chat about that another day) & we must not let it run our lives...thought -- what the hell is she spouting off about & true statement -- i am as guilty as you are, trust me...my phone is in my pocket, i check it way more than i should & i text ten million more times than i should pick up the phone & call someone; and i shan't not think what i do if my mac book died...
so why the post...well b/c i recently as i am getting older (ohh s#&*, she is going to get emotional again, & i shall reply stop your face & listen or rather read:)...i realize the importance of time, if you actually stop & think we do not have that much of it & the people in our lives are not going to be there forever (when we are young we think they will, but they will not:(...& now you are inserting the statement, well hells bells, that is why technology is so important, you can email & text more people in 2 minutes than you can write a letter or have a phone conversation within an hour...
that my friend is the important part, you may never get that back that phone conversation or that moment where you heard that special person laugh, cry, or say what you needed to hear, & you will never know how much that letter meant because you took the time to write it...think about that...
am i saying swear off all technology, NO, i am just saying take the time to write a letter or a card, or pick up the phone, my goal as i approach my next decade is to appreciate & use my time to say my thank yous, to say i love yous, to say i am sorry, to say everything i need to say without using a text or an email but with time...& like so many have said TIME is the GREATEST GIFT you can GIVE SOMEONE!
1.07.2012
lettin' it all go...
day 7 (so weird, kind of freaky my sister just texted me this, WOW)...
part of growing up you slowly (not always) realize that you do not have control over things & often times when it hurts the most you must let go of something or someone...there is this great story about a little girl who buys a fake set of pearls with her own money...every night her father goes to see her before bed & asks if he can have the pearls...& the little girl would do anything for her daddy but not give up the pearls...it goes for several nights & each night the dad walks away...finally the little girl sees how distraught her father is and gives up her pearls...in place her dad hands over a real pearl necklace to his little girl -- sometimes we hold on to the fake stuff, & once we let go we realize something was waiting for us that was so much better...
...God tends to do that, most often He has something waiting for us, we just don't realize it b/c we are not willing to let it go...it is probably one of the hardest things for humans (i know for me especially) is letting go, i always think what if, but maybe the what if is the letting go...He has a plan & it will work out in the way it should be...my goal for this year is letting go, a good friend of mine, told me it was time to let stuff go & basically just be...so i was saying it in my head but maybe this is the time to actually listen & do...
so in the year of 30, to letting go & letting God...bring on the real s*#@!
part of growing up you slowly (not always) realize that you do not have control over things & often times when it hurts the most you must let go of something or someone...there is this great story about a little girl who buys a fake set of pearls with her own money...every night her father goes to see her before bed & asks if he can have the pearls...& the little girl would do anything for her daddy but not give up the pearls...it goes for several nights & each night the dad walks away...finally the little girl sees how distraught her father is and gives up her pearls...in place her dad hands over a real pearl necklace to his little girl -- sometimes we hold on to the fake stuff, & once we let go we realize something was waiting for us that was so much better...
...God tends to do that, most often He has something waiting for us, we just don't realize it b/c we are not willing to let it go...it is probably one of the hardest things for humans (i know for me especially) is letting go, i always think what if, but maybe the what if is the letting go...He has a plan & it will work out in the way it should be...my goal for this year is letting go, a good friend of mine, told me it was time to let stuff go & basically just be...so i was saying it in my head but maybe this is the time to actually listen & do...
so in the year of 30, to letting go & letting God...bring on the real s*#@!
1.06.2012
this is what happens when you get old...u pass out!
day 6 (i didn't forget, i had a little cocktail & took a nap)...
i am not a drinker by trade, so when i do drink i am a light weight...so usually i feel it after one drink no matter the strength of the drink...so if you know of someone looking for a cheap date (remember he has to have bank so i can volunteer for the rest of my life), give me a shout...so kidding (maybe not ;)...so after having a little sleepy mcsleep, i decided to roll out of bed & blog to all the beautiful people who read this (or the 2 who have checked it)...& tell you all the times over my numerous years where alcohol (thought running through mind--s%$#, this could go for days, pause--please direct attention back to sentence where i said cheap date, thought -- whew!) has played a significant factor...
i actually was going to have a new years resolution to drink more, then i decided i like my liver & i also prefer to go through life remembering how stupid i am...& i also remembered that i am pretty crazy sans alcohol so it wasn't a good resolution to keep :)...
liquid courage -- that it does for me, or at least when it comes to those of the opposite sex...first big drink time when i did the senior crawl from college (either i cannot remember before that or i choose not to care about them)...we all had dares that night (my sister & her friend) & i was the only to do mine...where i called a hot (not semi hot, but hot, he opened his mouth (southern accent) & i melted & his gorgeous a#*, can we say WOW) college football player & told him such or rather abridge version...i chickened out a couple of times & then a friend finished it with a voicemail (ps drunk texting was not around then, it was drunk calling, did i just date myself:)...you gettin' excited, thinkin' we dated for "x" amount of years & then he broke my heart....NOPE, he called back & that was that...i did not stand a chance but it sure was FUN!
21st birthday -- that is what you were supposed to do; i puked in the bushes & did 9 shots -- i was proud of myself...pretty good; no indiscrepancies...
few years back (ps if said events do not surround a major life event you most likely will not remember age or very specific details, especially when hittin' the ole' 30)...went to NYC (i am in love with the city, another post another time) to visit my cousin & we decided to go to the bar & have a few cocktails (beauty of NYC most of the time, don't need a designated driver); well i apparently had a few too many & gained my liquid courage & texted (it was popular then) a dear friend of mine (who i missed & semi had feelings for; don't get your panties in a wad i might tell the story) because i had not heard from him...& ask him why not this was occurring...of course no response, until the next day way late when this friend informed me how busy he was that didn't have time to talk to his parents let alone me (not the response i was looking for as well as feeling like S&*%...well sad to say we barely talk anymore...so my dear friend, my apologies & i do miss you...
recently last summer, i attended a fab wedding, & i didn't drink that much but at end of the night i felt the need (rather others did) to give me few so i did gain some courage & needless to say not one of my finer moments (more details to follow) & lastly tonight, nothing crazy (like i said light weight)...but i decided to drunk text (i think that is what the kids refer to it as now) a said friend & i shouldn't have...nothing major...& much to my dismay no response (probably better)...EXCITING stuff right?
so what do you (well ME) learn over the years, even though a sips of some bubbly are quite fun, not always your finest moments...good stories to tell the kiddos or blog about but remember the immediate ramifications will be there for the days or months to come...NOW don't get me wrong i am not saying don't EVER do it, you must live...& to live is to get tipsy every once in awhile (not sloppy, stupid drunk just a little to take the edge off); just do it responsibly by doing it in good company & handing that phone to a friend!
aren't you glad i drank, woke up & then blogged...all this helpful info!
CHEERS!
i am not a drinker by trade, so when i do drink i am a light weight...so usually i feel it after one drink no matter the strength of the drink...so if you know of someone looking for a cheap date (remember he has to have bank so i can volunteer for the rest of my life), give me a shout...so kidding (maybe not ;)...so after having a little sleepy mcsleep, i decided to roll out of bed & blog to all the beautiful people who read this (or the 2 who have checked it)...& tell you all the times over my numerous years where alcohol (thought running through mind--s%$#, this could go for days, pause--please direct attention back to sentence where i said cheap date, thought -- whew!) has played a significant factor...
i actually was going to have a new years resolution to drink more, then i decided i like my liver & i also prefer to go through life remembering how stupid i am...& i also remembered that i am pretty crazy sans alcohol so it wasn't a good resolution to keep :)...
liquid courage -- that it does for me, or at least when it comes to those of the opposite sex...first big drink time when i did the senior crawl from college (either i cannot remember before that or i choose not to care about them)...we all had dares that night (my sister & her friend) & i was the only to do mine...where i called a hot (not semi hot, but hot, he opened his mouth (southern accent) & i melted & his gorgeous a#*, can we say WOW) college football player & told him such or rather abridge version...i chickened out a couple of times & then a friend finished it with a voicemail (ps drunk texting was not around then, it was drunk calling, did i just date myself:)...you gettin' excited, thinkin' we dated for "x" amount of years & then he broke my heart....NOPE, he called back & that was that...i did not stand a chance but it sure was FUN!
21st birthday -- that is what you were supposed to do; i puked in the bushes & did 9 shots -- i was proud of myself...pretty good; no indiscrepancies...
few years back (ps if said events do not surround a major life event you most likely will not remember age or very specific details, especially when hittin' the ole' 30)...went to NYC (i am in love with the city, another post another time) to visit my cousin & we decided to go to the bar & have a few cocktails (beauty of NYC most of the time, don't need a designated driver); well i apparently had a few too many & gained my liquid courage & texted (it was popular then) a dear friend of mine (who i missed & semi had feelings for; don't get your panties in a wad i might tell the story) because i had not heard from him...& ask him why not this was occurring...of course no response, until the next day way late when this friend informed me how busy he was that didn't have time to talk to his parents let alone me (not the response i was looking for as well as feeling like S&*%...well sad to say we barely talk anymore...so my dear friend, my apologies & i do miss you...
recently last summer, i attended a fab wedding, & i didn't drink that much but at end of the night i felt the need (rather others did) to give me few so i did gain some courage & needless to say not one of my finer moments (more details to follow) & lastly tonight, nothing crazy (like i said light weight)...but i decided to drunk text (i think that is what the kids refer to it as now) a said friend & i shouldn't have...nothing major...& much to my dismay no response (probably better)...EXCITING stuff right?
so what do you (well ME) learn over the years, even though a sips of some bubbly are quite fun, not always your finest moments...good stories to tell the kiddos or blog about but remember the immediate ramifications will be there for the days or months to come...NOW don't get me wrong i am not saying don't EVER do it, you must live...& to live is to get tipsy every once in awhile (not sloppy, stupid drunk just a little to take the edge off); just do it responsibly by doing it in good company & handing that phone to a friend!
aren't you glad i drank, woke up & then blogged...all this helpful info!
CHEERS!
1.05.2012
one of life's greatest pleasure is coloring...
day 5
a new box of crayons, a million sharpies, sharpened color pencils & then a beautiful coloring book with nothing between you & the pages but color...what a great way to hang out with your nieces, nephews, young cousins or yourself (no i am not weird)...have you ever sat down as an adult & colored so amazing...i will admit that when my nieces & nephews try to start coloring on my page i get a little peeved (yes i am 2 yrs old, i am owning it); if they are going to color they must do it right...in the mother flippin' lines, that s%&* is not cute when they start scribblin' all over the place & you parents/grandparents that think it is are just feedin' your kids some bull@&#%, its not...who wants to put scribbles on their fridge, sure as hell not me (don't worry i know what you are thinkin' my nieces/nephews & maybe one day my kids might need some therapy; they are going to need it more for the other crap they go through not colorin' & besides we have a counselor in the family = family discount = free)...i am keepin' it real...
now i digress, the art of coloring is to be enjoyed no matter your age, even if you are going on to 30...another thought just ran through your head, she is either on something or somebody needs to show her a good time...i am stone cold sober but i will take the good time who is buyin'?...there is just something peaceful about grabbin' a coloring book and coloring it until there is nothing left to color...and everything just looks right...could it be that within in a coloring book everything is the way you see it & you have complete control, hold the phone, way to deep, get your head out of the clouds it is coloring book & all that goes with it & it sure is f*&^(* AHH-MAZING!
get your color on no matter your age...
a new box of crayons, a million sharpies, sharpened color pencils & then a beautiful coloring book with nothing between you & the pages but color...what a great way to hang out with your nieces, nephews, young cousins or yourself (no i am not weird)...have you ever sat down as an adult & colored so amazing...i will admit that when my nieces & nephews try to start coloring on my page i get a little peeved (yes i am 2 yrs old, i am owning it); if they are going to color they must do it right...in the mother flippin' lines, that s%&* is not cute when they start scribblin' all over the place & you parents/grandparents that think it is are just feedin' your kids some bull@&#%, its not...who wants to put scribbles on their fridge, sure as hell not me (don't worry i know what you are thinkin' my nieces/nephews & maybe one day my kids might need some therapy; they are going to need it more for the other crap they go through not colorin' & besides we have a counselor in the family = family discount = free)...i am keepin' it real...
now i digress, the art of coloring is to be enjoyed no matter your age, even if you are going on to 30...another thought just ran through your head, she is either on something or somebody needs to show her a good time...i am stone cold sober but i will take the good time who is buyin'?...there is just something peaceful about grabbin' a coloring book and coloring it until there is nothing left to color...and everything just looks right...could it be that within in a coloring book everything is the way you see it & you have complete control, hold the phone, way to deep, get your head out of the clouds it is coloring book & all that goes with it & it sure is f*&^(* AHH-MAZING!
1.04.2012
over the years i have worked...
day 4 (i forgot which day i was on; which i guess is a sign of old age)...
i think i shall take a minute and discuss the elements of my working ability...by trade i am in education (special & deaf)...however i decided in my 24th year i would quit the kids, might as well try to kick a bad habit (i am kidding i LOVED my students it was the other s%#@, that i could not stand; have a conversation with a teacher, you will see in thefirst 5 minutes, 2 seconds of the conversation what i am preachin')...i decided to adventure into the big bad world and seek a job in a not-for-profit, b/c literally i would volunteer everyday of my life (but a stupid thing called bills & money get in the way, so i shall not be looking for love but a man who has a huge wad in his pockets & adores me so i can volunteer all the time; sorry i digress)...
so i was on the hunt, looked all over, ohh wait, i probably should mention this is also the time the economy decided to tank & no one wanted to hire someone with zilch experience...so what does any self-respecting teacher do,STRIP, come on (first if you have seen me, people would pay me to put my clothes back on) & that is so not me...i decided to wait tables for my brother, cause that is what people with not 1 but 2 degrees do when the family owns a restaurant (are you envisioning my big fat greek wedding, & did i mention his name is nick; yes i know i could star in the movie, LITERALLY)...in addition to being a lifer (which even though now i got out of the business, i sincerely miss it, cash people, at your finger tips) i also substitute taught (yes i quit teaching to go teach someone else's class, hello it was damn good money; remember rich husband not there yet)...it was great i took jobs when i wanted & then hung up when i didn't want to, hung out taught kids & at the end of the day the bull$*#^ stayed & i left...
there i was waiting tables, substitute teaching, & looking for a job (having no luck)...but i did some of the most amazing things, went on vacations without taking time off (you don't make money; but you also don't get the time back in your life), hung out with my family without worrying about time...for those years time disappeared & it was so AHH-MAZING...time being a funny thing, we jam pack so much into a day that some times we forget just how precious it is & how little of it we have...so without getting to emotional & mushy (a little late) i am glad i did it prior to 30...if you ask me, we should retire when you are younger, enjoy life, what the hell, you get old & nothing works anyways might as well work then...there was my stint of semi-retired, i contributed to society a little, so i wasn't full retired...
after my little stint in semi-retirement, i decided ok i must get back out there and start looking for other jobs, maybe even go back into teaching full time...well here is the slight issue with teaching the Deaf, either there are jobs or there are not...so i was going to move & then i decided, chocolate was my calling (or rather my Godfather had a small company that needed some one to jump in), so i travelled the 5 hours to michigan and checked it out...& ended up taking the job...it was what i needed & God knew that...he knew i was ready for a change...to leave Ohio and go some where, not too far that i couldn't touch the people i love but He knew i was ready & to also start a new adventure...so the adventure has been going on for a little over a year & there is a purpose (still figuring it out, i said i am hitting 30, not flippin' 90; i only know so much)...& i miss parts of the jobs, well more so the people...you kind don't realize it was all about the people until you don't see them anymore...& i am blessed that the people i have met thus far are pretty stellar...SO a new chapter awaits in me in the land of chocolate & michigan :)...
hold the phone, a little seriousness just happened-- it will from time to time, i am getting old, we like to reminisce about the past...here is to all the working fools, may each day always bring a new adventure or at least a good story :)...& remember take it from someone with experience, be careful with time, it is a precious gift!
ps sorry little bit obsessed with the strikethrough (way cool feature)...
i think i shall take a minute and discuss the elements of my working ability...by trade i am in education (special & deaf)...however i decided in my 24th year i would quit the kids, might as well try to kick a bad habit (i am kidding i LOVED my students it was the other s%#@, that i could not stand; have a conversation with a teacher, you will see in the
so i was on the hunt, looked all over, ohh wait, i probably should mention this is also the time the economy decided to tank & no one wanted to hire someone with zilch experience...so what does any self-respecting teacher do,
there i was waiting tables, substitute teaching, & looking for a job (having no luck)...but i did some of the most amazing things, went on vacations without taking time off (you don't make money; but you also don't get the time back in your life), hung out with my family without worrying about time...for those years time disappeared & it was so AHH-MAZING...time being a funny thing, we jam pack so much into a day that some times we forget just how precious it is & how little of it we have...so without getting to emotional & mushy (a little late) i am glad i did it prior to 30...if you ask me, we should retire when you are younger, enjoy life, what the hell, you get old & nothing works anyways might as well work then...there was my stint of semi-retired, i contributed to society a little, so i wasn't full retired...
after my little stint in semi-retirement, i decided ok i must get back out there and start looking for other jobs, maybe even go back into teaching full time...well here is the slight issue with teaching the Deaf, either there are jobs or there are not...so i was going to move & then i decided, chocolate was my calling (or rather my Godfather had a small company that needed some one to jump in), so i travelled the 5 hours to michigan and checked it out...& ended up taking the job...it was what i needed & God knew that...he knew i was ready for a change...to leave Ohio and go some where, not too far that i couldn't touch the people i love but He knew i was ready & to also start a new adventure...so the adventure has been going on for a little over a year & there is a purpose (still figuring it out, i said i am hitting 30, not flippin' 90; i only know so much)...& i miss parts of the jobs, well more so the people...you kind don't realize it was all about the people until you don't see them anymore...& i am blessed that the people i have met thus far are pretty stellar...SO a new chapter awaits in me in the land of chocolate & michigan :)...
hold the phone, a little seriousness just happened-- it will from time to time, i am getting old, we like to reminisce about the past...here is to all the working fools, may each day always bring a new adventure or at least a good story :)...& remember take it from someone with experience, be careful with time, it is a precious gift!
ps sorry little bit obsessed with the strikethrough (way cool feature)...
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