I started reading this book my family got me for Christmas. There are three different parts of the book, but in reading the first tidbits, I'm looking forward to it. The whole thing is about the journey to find our creativity. Like most self help books, the introduction is full of promises of how much this book will change my life and as much as I like to believe it, I understand it largely rests in my hands.
As we have all seen, I'm really good at fizzling out after I start something. However, I like to think that 2011 will be a year of discovery and change for me.
I chose this picture for a specific reason. It reminds me of my Aunt and Uncle. They remain two people that have dramatically changed and inspired my life. When I get frustrated about my financial situation, I think of them. When they started out, they lived in a trailer and now, they live in a place as beautiful as this garden.
I am proud to be their niece. Im proud to know them at all. And tho they may never know it, I often wish I would get in the habit of calling them more often. Like I feel with my writing, I hunger to know them better, be a part of their every day lives.
This picture reminds me of patience and of hard work. It reminds me to push thru and in time, I will get there just like they did. So thank you for being a part of my life. I may not show my affection, respect or appreciation as well as I should, but my life would not be the same without you.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Friday, December 17, 2010
I Finished It!
Its official my lovely friends. On my birthday, I set out three goals for myself. 1) to run a marathon 2) to finish a book and 3) to get a promotion at work.
Well, I have one down two in the works!
Today the email announcement was sent out to my entire division that I have officially gotten my promotion. My raise will take effect in the end of December, but for now, I am enjoying the fact that I finished it. I did it.
What makes it so sweet is that it was not easy. I had to work hard for my promotion. I had to earn it and account for every action and instead of giving up or getting discouraged, I put in the work to get it done.
Im proud of myself. I feel on top of the world! Every day we get a chance to prove to the world and ourselves that we can be better then what we think we are.
Dramatic for just a promotion you may say. To you, I would say you must not know me. Dramatic is what I do best!
Well, I have one down two in the works!
Today the email announcement was sent out to my entire division that I have officially gotten my promotion. My raise will take effect in the end of December, but for now, I am enjoying the fact that I finished it. I did it.
What makes it so sweet is that it was not easy. I had to work hard for my promotion. I had to earn it and account for every action and instead of giving up or getting discouraged, I put in the work to get it done.
Im proud of myself. I feel on top of the world! Every day we get a chance to prove to the world and ourselves that we can be better then what we think we are.
Dramatic for just a promotion you may say. To you, I would say you must not know me. Dramatic is what I do best!
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Finish it
My high school years were designed rather cognitively by my parents. They were adamant my brother and I did at least two extra curricular activities a year. Their reasoning was simple. They remembered the fun things more then the classwork and I would agree. Most of the things about high school that make me smile are the things I did outside of class. The friends I keep are not the ones I took classes with but those I spent outside time with.
Most of my pride is tucked into two activities. Marching band and water polo. Both of them marked by powerful teachers. Each of those teachers taught me one thing... to finish it. No matter the task, they called for my best until the very end.
No matter how long the race is, finish it. No matter how high the mountain, finish climbing it. No matter how hard the task, finish it at your very best. Its a life lesson we do not always remember. its a personal ethic that we do not always hold ourselves to.
But at the end of the day, finish it. You stand taller when you do.
On an alternate note, my bother, as always, is the mastermind behind the pictures I use to illustrate my points. And obviously, I'm needing new pics Boogie Boo!
Most of my pride is tucked into two activities. Marching band and water polo. Both of them marked by powerful teachers. Each of those teachers taught me one thing... to finish it. No matter the task, they called for my best until the very end.
No matter how long the race is, finish it. No matter how high the mountain, finish climbing it. No matter how hard the task, finish it at your very best. Its a life lesson we do not always remember. its a personal ethic that we do not always hold ourselves to.
But at the end of the day, finish it. You stand taller when you do.
On an alternate note, my bother, as always, is the mastermind behind the pictures I use to illustrate my points. And obviously, I'm needing new pics Boogie Boo!
Saturday, December 11, 2010
My Dog Duke
He fell in love with himself the other day. Quite literally. I decided to read a little before bed, this vampire novel my coworker started me on. Love stories are usually so blah to me, but hey, it passes the time. So he sat on the bed and when I turned the light on in my room, it caused a reflection in my window. Typically I keep my blinds up so that in the morning, I can see the vine covered fence that reminds me each day of the greatest morning I ever woke up to. Ill tell you about that another time.
So this reflection in the window immediately caught my dog's attention. His ears perked, he said up straight as a basset hound can and studied himself. Well I could not stop giggling and what made it worse was when he started to lean forward, trying to get closer to this mysterious dog in the window.
For the better part of an hour he sat there, longing to reach out and sniff such beauty and only when I turned out the light did he finally stop watching. He fell asleep that night facing the window, perhaps waiting for himself to come back.
Isn't that how it always goes? We do not want the companionship of whats right next to us because Jaz was there, trying to bug him for attention and he had no time for her. Instead we look to whats just beyond our reach, seeking to catch the unicorn.
At this point, I am not sure what to do. I could enable him for my own entertainment and get a full length mirror. But I feel like it would be silent torture to always have what he longs for right there just past the glass. I suppose the good news is that my dog has a healthy self love. It's more then some of us have. Self love, vanity, its all the same really.
So this reflection in the window immediately caught my dog's attention. His ears perked, he said up straight as a basset hound can and studied himself. Well I could not stop giggling and what made it worse was when he started to lean forward, trying to get closer to this mysterious dog in the window.
For the better part of an hour he sat there, longing to reach out and sniff such beauty and only when I turned out the light did he finally stop watching. He fell asleep that night facing the window, perhaps waiting for himself to come back.
Isn't that how it always goes? We do not want the companionship of whats right next to us because Jaz was there, trying to bug him for attention and he had no time for her. Instead we look to whats just beyond our reach, seeking to catch the unicorn.
At this point, I am not sure what to do. I could enable him for my own entertainment and get a full length mirror. But I feel like it would be silent torture to always have what he longs for right there just past the glass. I suppose the good news is that my dog has a healthy self love. It's more then some of us have. Self love, vanity, its all the same really.
Friday, December 3, 2010
Happy Turkey Day!
Alright, use your imagination a bit. If you keep up with this blog, or have any observatory powers at all, you will see that I made a blog post from my phone! Its seriously easier to type with all my fingers and not my thumbs.
I was going to let you all know about the Great Brownie Thief of Thanksgiving 2010.
There I was, relaxing on my little plane flight, enjoying my book and my first class dinner. Interesting, isnt it that those dinners are nothing more then a tv dinner and yet they are considered first class. Or perhaps I am just bitter.
The plane lady (names have been changed due to my inability to spell) came walking up and offered me my choice of either fruit and cheese or a brownie sunday. Naturally I informed her I could not eat dairy. In all my brilliance, I paused for a half breath to let the horror of the situation sink in before I was about to continue on and let her know that I could eat the brownie without the ice cream.
However! Before I could even begin to turn our attention to the brownie, she gave me a sympathetic, insincere smile and said 'oh thats just aweful' before she flounced away with MY BROWNIE!
I was livid! My first reaction was to throw my shoe at her, then I thought about throwing the water bottle. Finally I was prepared to leap over the man next to me, rush down the isle and tackle her, subsequently stealing my gosh darn brownie back, but lets face it, I was on a plane and they shoot people that throw shoes on planes.
Well maybe they dont shoot them and as much as I was willing to go down for a brownie, mom had a whole chocolate cake waiting for me at home so I pouted until I got there.
I hope your Thanksgiving was less eventful then mine. I hope you ate lots and laughed even more. And I hope you leave me a comment letting me know what your favorite part of Thanksgiving was.
I was going to let you all know about the Great Brownie Thief of Thanksgiving 2010.
There I was, relaxing on my little plane flight, enjoying my book and my first class dinner. Interesting, isnt it that those dinners are nothing more then a tv dinner and yet they are considered first class. Or perhaps I am just bitter.
The plane lady (names have been changed due to my inability to spell) came walking up and offered me my choice of either fruit and cheese or a brownie sunday. Naturally I informed her I could not eat dairy. In all my brilliance, I paused for a half breath to let the horror of the situation sink in before I was about to continue on and let her know that I could eat the brownie without the ice cream.
However! Before I could even begin to turn our attention to the brownie, she gave me a sympathetic, insincere smile and said 'oh thats just aweful' before she flounced away with MY BROWNIE!
I was livid! My first reaction was to throw my shoe at her, then I thought about throwing the water bottle. Finally I was prepared to leap over the man next to me, rush down the isle and tackle her, subsequently stealing my gosh darn brownie back, but lets face it, I was on a plane and they shoot people that throw shoes on planes.
Well maybe they dont shoot them and as much as I was willing to go down for a brownie, mom had a whole chocolate cake waiting for me at home so I pouted until I got there.
I hope your Thanksgiving was less eventful then mine. I hope you ate lots and laughed even more. And I hope you leave me a comment letting me know what your favorite part of Thanksgiving was.
i has an android!
Its seriously time consuming to type a whole blog post from my phone. Not to mention I will cringe when I look at the spelling and grammer later.
Yep... my fingers are tired by now... and everything I want to say just feels like too many buttons to push... someone remind me again why I wanted this app please?
Yep... my fingers are tired by now... and everything I want to say just feels like too many buttons to push... someone remind me again why I wanted this app please?
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