Update on Life

I was watching CMT this morning. Every morning they are showing people's picks of videos, which are typically what is "hot" right now. Some random older videos will be shown, but usually it is the newer songs. As most know, I am a huge music person - so I enjoy laying in bed listening and watching (if I decide to actually open my eyes) to these videos. The other day, I kept CMT on as I was preparing for work and a song came on that I have heard many times, but it wasn't until this one morning that I actually heard the lyrics. This song is called I'll Wait for You by Joe Nichols. This video came on this morning, and I was able to watch part of it. It is just a wonderfully heart felt song. It then reminded me of another one of Joe Nichols songs: The Impossible. I remember the first time I heard this song, like it was yesterday. Country music is known for its stories, and Joe Nichols has this ability to share heart felt stories in ways that you will never forget them. Because of this, he is one of my favorite artists.

On another note, yesterday I had an interview to be a friend/mentor to a foster child. It was interesting. It was at my place and this young woman was seeing if my place and my car are suitable for children. She asked if I wanted a boy or a girl - or even a certain age range. My answer - I don't care. I am looking to befriend who ever would like it. Half of me would really like a boy - but then I would love a girl too. On the 15th I have a 4 hour session I have to attend - kinda like orientation. Oh and I get to go to the police station and get my fingerprints taken. Now that will be fun!!!!! (Again, the small things in life that make me happy.)

Well I am off to do work. OR NOT!!!

Bambie Gets Stung

I woke up this morning at 9. Nine am. I haven't slept that late in a very long time. It has to have been well before I moved to Arizona. It felt great. However, for Bambie (Booger/Boober/Bart - whatever B name you call him) it wasn't a great beginning for a weekend. Booger loves the patio, he enjoys chasing flies or leaves - anything smaller than him. This week I haven't let him out on the patio, for there have been a lot of bees. Bart and Bees don't get along so well. This morning there were no bees, so I let Bambie out. He was having a BLAST. Thought he was being all stalker, waiting for anything to come his way. It was adorable at first. He just squatted down for a half hour. All of the sudden he came running in the apt the lifted his paw as if it hurt to walk on it. Me being the nice person I am, walked over to him to see why he was holding his paw up. Sure enough, he got stung. Let me just tell you, taking a stinger out of a paw did not go over well with Boober. Boy was he mad. It hurt, but I kept telling him as soon as he sits still and I get it out, it won't hurt as much. Then, who am I kidding, he has no clue what I am saying! The stinger is now out and Bambie is still acting like a baby while hiding in the bathroom cabinet. Yep - that's my little Booger butt for ya - a scardie cat!

Last night Kelly and I went to see Fracture. We thought it would be more of a suspenseful movie. Not at all. It was a drama, but it was good. It was just entertainment. I suggest renting it. Not worth seeing it in the theatre.

Today I have nothing on my plate. Nothing. I can do whatever I want. This morning I finished watching season one of Scrubs. Love that show!! I am thinking about buying season two. It is just too funny. Although Thursday (I think) I saw the episode where J.D.'s father dies, I have to say that has been one of my favorite episodes I have seen. I love the relationship between Dr. Cox and J.D. - how Dr. Cox can be harsh at times, but than can be the great friend J.D. needs. I like.

Well I am off to do something today. Whatever that is...I have yet to figure out!

Quote to Ponder

"A man's ethical behavior should be based effectually on sympathy, education, and social ties; no religious basis is necessary. Man would indeeded be in a poor way if he had to be restrained by fear of punishment and hope of reward after death."
~Albert Einstein

This quote is an interesting one. One that I would stand behind if asked. I believe that one day, we will be standing in front of God where he is holding the book of life asking us why we should be entered into Heaven, and most, if not all, of us would like to be able to inform Him how we used our lives to better ourselves and others. However, I don’t believe that we should live our lives in fear of this day. This shouldn’t be our main goal to do good.

My hope is that people are opening their eyes to the world, becoming knowledgeable of the events that are taking place. Whether or not you support the war, are you supporting the troops that are risking their lives every day so we can live our lives freely? Are you finding ways to assist others in areas you might excel in? Not everyone is a giver…but you may be an encourager or a teacher…are you doing your part? We have all grown up with some sort of education, are we using the information that we have been granted?

We all need open our eyes and take a look around. My friends are big on photography, and that is an exceptional thing. Are they seeing what they are taking pictures of? They are very talented people, with kind hearts – are they using their talents fully?

As for me…I would say that I am defiantly not a teacher!! I love to give and to encourage. The giving, I am in the process of finding an area to give. The encouragement, I am encouraging everyone to find their talent and share it with others. Take your past experiences, what you enjoyed or excelled in and see what you are able to come up with. Let us not live our lives in fear, but let us use what God gave us. Our education, our ability to open our eyes and see what is going on. For there is so much we can do that we are not doing.

Place in this World

The wind is moving
But I am standing still
A life of pages
Waiting to be filled
A heart that's hopeful
A head that's full of dreams
But this becoming
Is harder than it seems
Feels like I'm

Chorus:
Looking for a reason
Roaming through the night to find
My place in this world
My place in this world
Not a lot to lean on
I need Your light to help me find
My place in this world
My place in this world

If there are millions
Down on their knees
Among the many
Can you still hear me
Hear me asking
Where do I belong
Is there a vision
That I can call my own
Show me I'm

Chorus. ~Michael W. Smith

This song is exactly how I feel. My apologies if my posts have been redundant. However, they are my posts... Last night I was at an event, and while I was sitting there this song popped into my mind, and it fit. This is exactly how I have been feeling. Moving here, I have been able to start me life over, in a way, but I am still trying to find what fits. Am I ready to be in a home group? Not sure. I enjoy the people, but the actual group discussions and don't believe I am ready for. I am on the fence, being torn between the side I would like to be on and my insecurities. Do I let the insecurities win or do I fight? If I choose to fight, how long will I be able to put up this fight?

Last night I thought about my place and thought about the place I want to be. That brought me no where! Wait, nope, that left me on my patio swinging on my new swing. I enjoy my life currently. The steps I have been taking are good ones. That may not be the perfect steps, but we all need to start somewhere. If I push too hard, I will end up a mess, so I am taking it slow. Taking it slow with a smile on my face. Until I figure out what is right for me, I will still be wondering what my place in this world is. I am okay with that!

Sweet talk/Work/Koko

Sometimes you, well at least I do, forget how good it is to hear someone call you dear, honey, gorgeous, sweetie...etc. Eric is one of my good friends here at work. He says "hi honey" or something similar when I arrive in the morning, and i bring in food for the both of us to eat through out the day. Usually food I have made the night before. It is nice to have someone so nice around you. I was beginning to forget how nice that was. No, I am not interested in him, so please don't think that. I was just saying that it is nice to have someone make those nice comments. It makes you feel warm inside.

Okay, enough of the girl talk. Work is going well. I am still trying to recover from Boston and my parents being in town. I have been trying to prep for the next two shows and I just don't seem to have the energy. All I want to do is go outside and play. Work is not in my vocabulary. Tonight I think I will go for a walk in the park. Maybe there will be a ball game going on or something of the sort. Either that or read a book on the patio. Bart would like the second choice. He loves the patio since dad made it so he can play out there now.

Speaking of books. One of my favorite books as a child was Koko's Kitten. Yesterday I went to the Koko site and donated money to Koko and her friends. This got me back into my mode of wanting to adopt a primate! How fun would that be! Yes, messy - but they are just so very cute. If you haven't read Koko's Kitten, I strongly urge you to read it. (It takes, oh, 15 minutes!)

I'm Back!

Last week is all a blur in my eyes. Sunday began my “vacation” (as work calls it) to Boston. Boston was unbelievable. We arrived in Boston around 7pm. Bob and I were beat seeing that we had been up since 4am our time. We grabbed a good steak dinner and passed out. Oh, I did try a Guinness that night at dinner. Not too bad, yet not my first choice still.

Monday was set-up. We had the reg area all set up by 1:30 giving us the entire afternoon and evening to do whatever. Neither of us was used to this and had no clue what to do. So what did we do, went to a pub where we would watch the games, have a brew and get some grub. After that pub, we went to Cheers. I was thrilled and the typical tourist – taking pictures of EVERYTHING. On a good note, I don’t believe it embarrassed Bob one bit, or at least he didn’t let on that it was. There I was hanging out of the taxi taking pictures of the neat building while Bob sat laughing. Cheers was pretty neat. Again, we had a brew and some grub. After Cheers – Bob took me to the oldest running pub in Boston, I believe it was called the Green Dragon. Now you are probably thinking, what a bunch a lushes. It probably does look that way, and I did drink a bit too much, but I didn’t even notice until later how much we had drank. All of the sudden it hit me, and I was ready to head back to the hotel. Luckily Bob didn’t mind.

Tuesday was show day. We worked all day. And for dinner, we met up with Sonia, a friend of mine from High School. Talking about high school made me feel old. And now she is engaged. Wow. And everyone thought I would be the first to marry. Boy were they wrong! Last it will be!

Wednesday was similar to Tuesday. Worked all day, but this time we went to dinner with the show organizers and some exhibitors. That was fun. One guy was telling me I would never get a guy since I travel about once a month. Needless to say, I didn’t talk to him much, he was too cheerful for me. Such nice things to here when you meet someone…”you will never get a guy, no wonder you are single!” Moved on to the next person, Boston I call him. He was hysterical. Married with two kids. He had me laughing all night. He drank WAY too much and was in people’s faces telling stories. Back at the hotel bar, just about everyone was felling pretty good. Well except me. The waters with lemon weren’t quite as strong, shocking I know. But the night was a blast, and it was fun to make some friends that I will hopefully see next year.

Thursday we worked then caught a flight home.

Friday I worked a half day then my co-workers and I headed out to lunch where my parents caught up with us. Yep, the parents flew to Arizona for Easter weekend. It was great. Well, until my co-workers started talking. They were trying to see how much my parents knew about my life. Billy saying my tummy was pudgy and the guy I think is cute. The two things I probably would have never brought up the entire weekend, my co-workers hit. It went over well. The rest of the weekend, we worked on my place and I showed them around a bit. It was a nice weekend – but I am glad to have my bed back.

Well I am off to get some grub. I hope everyone had a great Easter! Oh! At Church, the resurrection was compared to Humpty Dumpty – funny, but impressive. And the parents liked the service. Phew!!! Okay, I am really off to eat this time.