Monday, August 31, 2009

He always opens a door

I was just thinking, when a window closes - a door opens. Of course, the reverse is also true.

How many times do we not see that door? How many times are we too caught up in what seems like the worst time ever (or the best) that we don't noticed the chance for a new adventure?

Something to ponder...

Monday, August 24, 2009

What goes up...Must come down

I have now found out once more instance where that is a very true statement.

Home ownership is a lot of fun, and definitely has its perks. That said, it also has its not so perky moments. This weekend, I experienced plumbing fun. A blockage at least 10 years but at most 28 years old between the house and the city sewer line. Water from upstairs traveled downstairs, back up the toilet and down on the floor.

Now, fully functional plumbing wise, my house smells as clean as a hospital. We are not talking pine fresh, rather bleachy freshness.

Someone once asked me if I sing when I am happy. I was not singing this morning but am happy to say...clearly I am singing again. (Thanks neighbor, honey and plumber man!)

What goes up, must come down...:-)

Friday, August 21, 2009

My newest suitcase

So I decided to start a new journey in my life. Partially to make some extra money and partially because I love it when I can help others to feel good and relax. I don't know where this journey will take me but I do know that I am looking forward to the challenges, opportunities and new destinations that will go along with it.

The latest climb...can't wait to scale it to the summit.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Remember the Mantra...


We fake it until we make it....and if rum is required we use it......breathe.

I have the greatest friends!!!




Friday, August 14, 2009

This is why my mother rocks and I always find something to smile about

Hi All:

Wishing everyone a super great weekend, full of fun times, laughter, good food and lots of great wine!

Hugs,

Mom


I mean come on, who doesn't want that email from their Mom on a Friday? Hugs, fun times, laughter, good food and she remembered the great wine!!! Love you Mom!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Good times Good times

There are times when you just want to answer the phone:

"I am in the middle my own work, not the crisis of yours and therefore aren't really motivated to help. Unless you want to be told where to go with your 'fire', stop calling".

Thank you and have a wonderful day!

We'll go down to Mexico...

Just got back from an AMAZING trip to Mexico. It was a week long of the pool, ocean, flea markets, ruins, fish, food and bars. Now - most of you probably latched onto the bar thing, but honestly? Not much alcohol was drank (or drunk - natch). The greatest part? Watching kids have a blast just being kids.

I won't go into details as I never do divulge names - I protect all the innocent at all times.

I have determined that after a week of the sun, sand and pool I am a beach person. I never thought I would be the type to spend a day on a chair roasting in the sun, and I still don't. I do love to read and vacation seems to be the only time to do that anymore. Alternating between jumping waves, sitting on a chair or in the pool reading is a FANTASTIC way to spend a week. No cell phone or computer for me, and might I say how relaxing that was. The kiddo was with me so there was no need to panic that something went horrible wrong in that arena. Yes, something else could have gone wrong, but the family had the hotel info so if I was needed, I could be found.

Of course, a lot of this may be due to the company I kept. They are great people who have fun too.

In Europe - actually most other places in the world -people take a holiday. An actual unplug kind of vacation and we Americans need to learn from that.

I plan on doing that from now on, even if I just take a weekend - unplugging needs to happen for me to be human.

Unplug. I think we should all do it.

I'm Back

I once was lost, but now am found...oh wait, that seems like the wrong dynamic for this blog.

I admit I had what some call writer's block and others call bullcrap. Either way, I am back and ready to write.