Observations from the Long Way

The Blog has Moved!

2008-10-26T10:38:00.001-04:00

My blog has moved! The new URL is: http://rebeccaboo.wordpress.com. See you there! :)

Wordless Wednesday

2008-08-13T19:43:00.003-04:00

It's Easy Being Green...Kinda

2008-08-12T20:12:00.006-04:00

Being "Green" is now more important than ever. It is a saturated topic in every media avenue. I have always been a nature girl and involved here and there in my causes, but I had never sat down to really dig into the heart of the issues or their solutions.
I became intrigued and commited to doing something, even small after becoming addicted to the show "Living with Ed". Which for those of you who don't know, is the reality TV show that follows Ed Bagley Jr. and his quest to be an environmentalist. You cannot watch that show and walk away not wanting to mend at least one of your bad enviromental habits.
Well, to be honest, that was my first true ADULT "I am going to be a better citizien on this planet". My first moment of having true compassion for living creatures would have been when I saw the Muppet Movie and actually realized that Frog's legs do come from Frogs. (Thank you Steve Martin as the bad guy) That was my first stint at being a vegetarian.
What started out as a conversation between Michael and I regarding my love of the show and some idea's I had for my house has morphed into an all out going green challenge. When my back is turned my regular lightbulbs are changed to compact florescents. I am ordering countertops that are made out of recycled glass and my wish for solar panels and a small wind turbine has Michael looking up blue prints on how to build one yourself reusing items you already have in your garage. (The making my own is his idea, not mine.)
I am not sure the exact point when we crossed the line, but I am loving it. What started off as my project to turn the beautiful bones of my house into my cute English inspired cottage has become my project to have a "Green" English Cottage inspired home.

Manic Monday: Boil

2008-08-12T19:48:00.002-04:00

I have been trying recently to find more inner peace. Cliche I know, but none the less true.
I have always been stubborn with a short fuse and my blood seems to boil very easily. I can honestly say that nothing has ever just rolled off of my back. Being ready for a battle at every turn seems to be part of my nature.
I have discovered writings and teachings by Pema Chodron. My newest favorite is "Don't bite the Hook" teachings on dealing with things that arouse anger in us. I am hoping that perhaps Pema has the answer to help me listen more, talk less and to mantain a higher boiling point in regards to my temper.
Part of being stubborn is never wanting to listen when someone, anyone, is telling you that you are wrong or even worse, that you have failed.
There have been a few individuals that have, through their words, actually reached a deep, dark place in my soul that makes my ears perk up and listen. Pema makes me listen. Maybe it is her voice. Maybe it is because I have always held Buddist and their teachings in such high regard. Pema struck a chord. I highly reccommend her to anyone that is looking for a new door to open, or a direction to face when trying to understand our inner workings and the things that make our hackles go up.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GrgznKit-vI&feature=related

http://www.beliefnet.com/story/160/story_16054_1.html

Pema Quotes:

Selected Pema Chodron Quotations

• The truth you believe and cling to makes you unavailable to hear anything new.

• We work on ourselves in order to help others, but also we help others in order to work on ourselves.

• When we start out on a spiritual path we often have ideals we think we're supposed to live up to. We feel we're supposed to be better than we are in some way. But with this practice you take yourself completely as you are. Then ironically, taking in pain - breathing it in for yourself and all others in the same boat as you are - heightens your awareness of exactly where you're stuck.

• If we learn to open our hearts, anyone, including the people who drive us crazy, can be our teacher.

• There's a reason you can learn from everything: you have basic wisdom, basic intelligence, and basic goodness.

• Compassionate action starts with seeing yourself when you start to make yourself right and when you start to make yourself wrong. At that point you could just contemplate the fact that there is a larger alternative to either of those, a more tender, shaky kind of place where you could live. - In the Gap Between Right and Wrong

• We habitually erect a barrier called blame that keeps us from communicating genuinely with others, and we fortify it with our concepts of who's right and who's wrong. We do that with the people who are closest to us and we do it with political systems, with all kinds of things that we don't like about our associates or our society. It is a very common, ancient, well-perfected device for trying to feel better. Blame others. Blaming is a way to protect your heart, trying to protect what is soft and open and tender in yourself. Rather than own that pain, we scramble to find some comfortable ground. - In the Gap Between Right and Wrong

• When you begin to touch your heart or let your heart be touched, you begin to discover that it's bottomless, that it doesn't have any resolution, that this heart is huge, vast, and limitless. You begin to discover how much warmth and gentleness is there, as well as how much space.

• A further sign of health is that we don't become undone by fear and trembling, but we take it as a message that it's time to stop struggling and look directly at what's threatening us.

• Gloriousness and wretchedness need each other. One inspires us, the other softens us.

• People get into a heavy-duty sin and guilt trip, feeling that if things are going wrong, that means that they did something bad and they are being punished. That's not the idea at all. The idea of karma is that you continually get the teachings that you need to open your heart. To the degree that you didn't understand in the past how to stop protecting your soft spot, how to stop armoring your heart, you're given this gift of teachings in the form of your life, to give you everything you need to open further.

The Importance of Being Oscar

2008-08-10T18:53:00.002-04:00

Oscar has made it through his storm. Upon taking him to the vet he has been diagnosed with diabetes.
She with the most squimish stomach has learned to give insulin shots twice a day. Oskie takes them with grace and then "yells" at me for a few moments before sauntering off in his princely Garfield "esk" way. He is walking better, looking better and almost back to his grumpy and pampered self.
For the rest of his long and happy life, he will need the shots and for the rest of his long and happy life I will say every time I give them "See Oskie, you just take the veggie tray to school on your birthday instead of cupcakes, no problem".
That line is compliments of Benji. It was his response to my dramatic tears and indistinguisable muttering...

Sunday's With Oskie

2008-08-03T20:38:00.003-04:00

“Watch a cat when it enters a room for the first time. It searches and smells about, it is not quiet for a moment, it trusts nothing until it has examined and made acquaintance with everything.”

Jean-Jacques Rousseau quotes (French philosopher and writer whose novels inspired the leaders of the French Revolution, 1712-1778)

Oscar Wilde (as seen in the above photo) has been with me since February 2001. He has been with thru relationships, career changes, and every imaginable type of adventure. He has listened to my stories and made sure I was never alone.
I never thought about him being mortal until he recently became ill.
How could he be mortal? The cat who picked me? The cat who, when I cry, curls up in my lap and just looks at me patiently. No judging, just sitting...
I went to the Humane Society that day, way back when, searching for a fluffy orange kitten. Instead, my coat was pulled from behind by a very large tabby cat whose paperwork said "Big Cat, Social". The orange kitten they brought into the room didn't stand a chance, Oskie had already picked me.
There was a list they gave me that day. The first thing was "don't be upset if your new cat runs and hides". Not Oscar. He did a complete loop of the condo, looked up at me, jumped up on the couch and took a nap. I took that as his approval with the place.
There are 800 things to do and so many other things that I could write about, but I find myself just sitting next to him.

Friday's Feast

2008-08-01T21:42:00.002-04:00

Appetizer

When you drink soda/pop/coke, do you prefer to drink it from the bottle, a can, or after pouring it into a cup?

In a glass with ice and a straw

Soup

What television show are you willing to stay up late to watch?

I don't, that is why DVR is magical.

Salad

Name one person, place, or thing you think of as brilliant.

A place? Mackinac Island

Main Course

Would you be willing to work 4 10-hour days instead of 5 8-hour days in order to save gas?

Absolutley!

Dessert

If you were a superhero, what would you call yourself?

Mmmmmmmmmmmm..."Omega"

Thursday Thirteen

2008-07-30T20:21:00.002-04:00

13 Things that I look forward to

Summer
Fall
Winter
Fireworks
Chocolate Chip Cookies
Long, hot showers
Bubble Baths
Snuggling with my furry kids
Swimming
Christmas Eve with my Mom
A fabulous glass of heavy red wine
When my seedlings finally sprout
Full Moons

Wordless Wednesday-Poor Daddy...

2008-07-30T19:55:00.001-04:00

Tuesdays and Country Music Lyrics

2008-07-29T21:08:00.003-04:00

So, a long time ago, way back before February 04, 2008, there was the horror that was known as "Tuesdays in Purchasing". *insert dramatic scary music of your choosing*
The tales of woe could fill up a volume, but for some reason always happening on a Tuesday. Tuesday is thee day of the week when Murphy's Law and Satan rule our universe. They are moments that spawn country music songs.
Much like the movie "The Grudge" I am starting to believe that once exposed, it is your destiny. I am no longer in that Purchasing Department, or company even; but that Tuesday, he found me! Sneakey little buggar!!!! Now, you may be thinking that it is simply mind over matter. In my defense, and defense of the Tuesday Curse theory, I spent most of my day believing it was Monday.

From, hitting the mailbox with my new car, to apparently not saying anything correctly, to taking my cat to the 24 hour Vet clinic Dolly, Reba or Taylor could have her next hit out of my current Tuesday.

There are others out there. They know who they are. (Kelly, are you breaking into a cold sweat reading this?) They have tales such as this. Every group of people that are brought together share some type of bond, with some of us, it began on a Tuesday...

Manic Monday: Storm

2008-07-29T20:08:00.002-04:00

I have always loved storms. They contain a magical reminder that we are never truly in charge of our surrondings. However I have recently discovered that I do not love them quite as much when I am home alone. I am unsure of why, but when the thunder starts to roll and I am home solo, I tend to sit in the middle of my bed.
There is a comfort in the knowledge that all storms, real or proverbial, always pass. No matter how long the rain seems to pour down on you, and no matter how loud and foreboding the thunder the sun peeks his head out again.

Fridays Feast

2008-07-25T22:24:00.001-04:00

Appetizer

When was the last time you had your hair cut/trimmed?
Too long ago!

Soup

Name one thing you miss about being a child.

Spending the summers with my Grandparents

Salad

Pick one: butter, margarine, olive oil.

Olive Oil

Main Course

If you could learn another language, which one would you pick, and why?

French, Because everything sounds sexy in French

Dessert

Finish this sentence: In 5 years I expect to be…

A published author and a Mother

Thursday Thirteen

2008-07-24T21:25:00.002-04:00

Thirteen Small Things that Bring Joy along the Long Way, and they deserve their shout out:

1) Sharpies
2) Chocolate Malts
3) Popcorn
4) Thunderstorms
5) Pumpkins
6) Naps
7) Snowmen
8) Floating in the water on a sunny afternoon
9) Chocolate Chip Cookies
10) Long Kisses
11) Long, Hot Showers
12) Hay Rides in the Moonlight
13) Snuggling

Photos from the Long Way

2008-07-24T20:59:00.003-04:00

Wordless Wednesday

2008-07-24T19:26:00.002-04:00

Manic Monday: Lick

2008-07-21T20:11:00.002-04:00

Lick? Following the theme of yesterday's post, why does Prue feel the need to try and lick my legs when I get out the shower? Then lick the bottom of the shower stall? She always has fresh water. In fact, there are (3) fresh water bowls placed throughout my home. So, why I ask, daily; does she feel the need to try and lick my freshly showered ankles and calves. Everytime its the same thing, I prance about trying to keep her from licking my legs, all the while trying to reason with her (Yes, I know, I am trying to reason with a dog) and all the why she is prancing around me, trying to OUT prance me and win. *sigh* I wonder if the Dog Whisperer has been faced with issue yet?

The Furry Truth...

2008-07-19T20:01:00.002-04:00

I think dogs are the most amazing creatures; they give unconditional love. For me they are the role model for being alive. ~Gilda Radner

I talk to him when I'm lonesome like; and I'm sure he understands. When he looks at me so attentively, and gently licks my hands; then he rubs his nose on my tailored clothes, but I never say naught thereat. For the good Lord knows I can buy more clothes, but never a friend like that. ~W. Dayton Wedgefarth

First and foremost, Oscar and Salem... what I am about to write in no way has any bearing in regards to how much I love you. In fact, in the world of cats you are both the best, however, your blog posting is saved for another day. So, please don't punish me by ruining anything in the house.

Today is a small tribute to Willow and Prue, the canines of my heart. For those of you who do not like dogs and/or animals I would suggest that you stop reading now, you won't understand.

There is unconditional love and understanding with them. Regardless of how long I have been out they greet me with the same enthusiasm as if I were a conquering hero, regardless if I had been gone 15 minutes or 5 hours.

The do not care what I look like, if my clothes are trendy enough, they do not use false flattery to get my attention.

When I am happy the readily go along for the ride, when I am crying, they stand guard and give comfort in their own doggy way.

There is a tremendous amount that I stand to learn, that everyone could and should learn, about the love, loyalty and trust that we receive from our animal companions. There is a truth in them that is to be cherished. Bravery that should be mimicked. Loyalty that we should strive for.

So, I raise the proverbial glass or water dish if you will, to Willow and Prue, a true blessing from heaven and my part of my proof in the Divine, may you have many years and many treats to come!

Friday Feast

2008-06-20T17:36:00.003-04:00

Appetizer
If you could live on another continent for 1 year, which one would you choose?

Australia

Soup
Which browser do you use to surf the Internet?
Firefox

Salad
On a scale of 1-10 (with 10 being highest), how much do you know about the history of your country?
9

Main Course
Finish this sentence: Love is…

"Never what you think it is"

Dessert
Have you ever been in or near a tornado?

Yes

2008-06-20T17:36:00.001-04:00

The Importance of Being Boo

2008-06-12T21:44:00.002-04:00

I have been 33 for a week. I have been told that 33 is "thee" year. I am not sure what that means, but I will go with it. Why shouldn't it be "thee" year?!
My little big brother asked me today when I was going to "pop one out". When my mother was my age, she had (4) kids and was fully immersed in trying to ensure that we all turned out to be decent human beings. (The jury is still out) For as much as I like to think of myself as a responsible adult, I am still a little skittish about being responsible for another living human. I can put my puppy in her crate when she is naughty, I am pretty sure that placing Becky Jr in a crate and saying "NAUGHTY GIRL" would not only scar the child, but get me arrested. I have also been told that when God made me, he broke the mold and rumor has it, beat the hell out of the mold maker...could the world handle another me?

The New Addiction

2008-05-27T21:09:00.002-04:00

All of this "learning" to cook has led me down a dark path. I have become obsessed with the Food Network channel. I have come to the conclusion that I will never be a chef and I think that Anthony Bourdain though hot in a crack addicted rocker kind of way, he is too pompus about food. I have fallen in love with Guy from Guy's Big Bite, Rachel Ray and the lady I wish was my grandmother, Paula Deen. Their is something about them that makes me feel okay that I will only eat food that I can pronounce.

Manic Monday: Star

2008-05-27T20:58:00.002-04:00

One of the best nights I have had in a very long time was Saturday night sitting around the fire pit with family under the stars. There is something comforting about coversations that occur under the night sky. Laughing and joking and showing my 3 year old nephew how to roast a marshmallow gave me a sense of inner peace that I needed.
It was a fabulous break from being in front of a PC for work or for school. As much as I like to be high maintance, I am a nature girl at heart.

Never "Goodbye", just a "See you on the other side"

2008-04-27T19:28:00.004-04:00

It goes without say that funerals are horrible, awful, hateful things. However, one of the hardest things I have had to witness is my family burying their first daughter/first granddaughter/big sister/niece and cousin.
It seems beyond the realm of my understanding to watch parents bury their child. I have close friends who have gone through it and my husband had to bury his son. But I was not in their lives during that storm. To me, it was something out of a book that still breaks their heart and encompasses them with sorrow, but isn't something I went through with them. I have always been a "reader" not part of the story.
Watching my cousins bury their child was beyond devastating. There is a feeling of helpless that I have that is completely new to me. It isn't something that I can fix or make better.
The service was amazing and full of hope and the promise that we will all be together again. If there is such a thing, it was the most touching service I have been witness too. He spoke of this live just being one of many, and that those we lose here, have just gone on to another part of their journey, and that even though we cannot see them, they are still with us always.
That said, See you on the other side Ash. If you don't mine; PLEASE put in a few good words for me when you get a moment. ;)

The Dash

2008-04-27T18:30:00.003-04:00

The Following poem was read at my cousin Ashley's funeral this past Saturday. It really touched me and gave me much to think about on the drive home that afternoon.

The Dash

by Linda Ellis

I read of a man who stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
From the beginning to the end

He noted that first came the date of her birth
And spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years

For that dash represents all the time
That she spent alive on earth.
And now only those who loved her
Know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not how much we own;
The cars, the house, the cash,
What matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard.
Are there things you’d like to change?
For you never know how much time is left,
That can still be rearranged.

If we could just slow down enough
To consider what’s true and real
And always try to understand
The way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger,
And show appreciation more
And love the people in our lives
Like we’ve never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect,
And more often wear a smile
Remembering that this special dash
Might only last a little while.

So, when your eulogy is being read
With your life’s actions to rehash
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent your dash?

Wordless Wednesday

2008-04-23T20:33:00.001-04:00

Loss

2008-04-23T20:14:00.002-04:00

My very young cousin (23) passed away in her sleep this week.
Nothing ever prepares you for the shock of that type of news. My heart is breaking for her family. It is a tragedy that has no cure. You will be greatly missed Ashley, God speed.

Pots and Pans and Ingriedents OH MY!

2008-04-21T20:28:00.004-04:00

My youngest step-daughter is addicted to the Food Network. She is the only (8) year old that I have met who would much rather watch Rachel Ray then iCarly.
For years I have been wanting to utilize my kitchen for its actual purpose, and Holly has pushed me to march forward into that frontier. She is excited that we are going to go on this adventure together. Holly, Me, Rachel Ray and a fire extinguisher.
My new partner in crime (PIC) is convinced that with just a few cookbooks, some DVR'd Rachel Ray, and some new pans we can be making amazing food in not time what so ever.
I am not THEE smartest cookie cutter in the drawer (pun intended), but I am confident that I have enough smarts to at least make something edible... I think. The next Giada? Notsomuch. My PIC on the other hand already has a list of what we need to procure and whom we need to serve it to. She has an affinity for all things chocolate, so first on her list was the double fudge torte with strawberries on top...If you know who the Patron Saint of Cooking is, please feel free to light some candles...

Manic Monday: Quake

2008-04-21T20:16:00.003-04:00

Every once in awhile we all need a good shake up in our lives, a metaphorical earthquake. Without the occasional bumps in the road to trip us up, we may never see what we are passing.
I am very guilty of charging forward and then realizing way too much time and distance has gone by without an ounce of recognition from my direction.
Quakes can "move your cheese" just enough to keep you on your toes.

I am just going to stand right here...

2008-04-08T19:14:00.002-04:00

Much like most of my life, I stumble into things. I believe the conversation was something like:
"We need another girl on our team or we are not league sanctioned"
"and?"
"Do you know what a softball is?"
"sure"
"okay, you are our catcher"
And now, for the first time in my life, I am on a softball team...
Granted, I am the catcher. So, from what I can tell, I stand there and throw the ball back. Bat when its my turn, and run like hell, if and when I hit the ball. My team is in the "A" Division and very competitive and already disscusing things like "play-offs"...I am still standing on the field thinking "how did I get here again?" :)

Cloud of Dust

2008-04-08T19:07:00.005-04:00

Could my blog BE any dustier?!? (Not a word Kelly)
Hello Blog, I have missed you too...

Gimme a "Holy Crap! She made that look easy!!!!!!"

2008-02-23T09:01:00.000-05:00

You know what I truly love about my Tmobile Sidekick? Mobile blogging baby! Way to early this morning I arrived at a cheerleading competiton and once again was reminded that anyone who thinks cheerleading isn't a sport is a ridiculous amount of wrong. There is the same amount of blood, sweat and tears in this sport as all the others out there. I have seen backhand springs, backwards flips in the air and a balance routine 13 feet from the mat. My stomach drops everytime I watch Brit as a "flyer". For girls who are generally tiny with sassy ponytails, they are tougher than most of the boys they go to school with.

Friday Feast

2008-02-22T12:14:00.001-05:00

Appetizer:
Have you ever played a practical joke on anyone? Yes
If so, what did you do and who was your victim? Lots of people J

Soup:
What do your salt and pepper shakers look like?
The Mushroom and Bottle from Alice in Wonderland

Salad:
Where is the next place you plan to visit (on vacation or business)?
Atlantis Resort, Bahamas

Main Course:
What kind of lotion or cream do you use to keep your hands from getting too dry?
Burt’s Bees Hand Salve

Dessert:
Make up a dessert, tell us its ingredients, and give it a name.
“Heaven”
Directions:
Place cheesecake filling into large glass bowl. Grab a soup spoon (because you are not a peasant). Eat while sitting on the couch.

Wordless Wednesday

2008-02-20T07:20:00.002-05:00

She's as cold as ice...

2008-02-19T18:51:00.000-05:00

I love all (4) Seasons. I look forward to all of them. However, I am officially done with the winter blues. Do you hear that ice covered roads and 3 hour comutes? I want to see the Robin herald spring. I want to see patches of green pushing up through the ground. I starting planning my gardens on Saturday. Snuggled in my blankets I wrote down what I needed for each flower bed, and began to feel the yearning to play in the dirt. You can take the girl out of the country, but you cannot take the country out of the girl. Gardening is a passion. It is a stress relief and joy that, as I stare out the window at piles of snow and 20 mph winds, that I crave.

Manic Monday-Two

2008-02-18T13:07:00.002-05:00

Manic Monday: Two
My favorite story in the bible has always been Noah and his Ark. The animals all stepping up two by two. I have a few pieces of Noah's Ark art (say that one three times fast!) and just recently bought a framed print for my new living room. I waited months for the movie "Evan Almighty" to be released. Not only were the animals showing up done fabulousley, but I truly want God to be as Morgan Freeman depicted him.

Joan Baxter: You want to build a boat?
Evan Baxter: It might be something fun for the family. Go sailing on the lake. I don't know.
Evan Baxter: Be great in case it floods or something...

Joan Baxter: Maybe God meant a flood of awareness.
Evan Baxter: If that's true, I'm going to be so pissed.

God: Let me ask you something. If someone prays for patience, you think God gives them patience? Or does he give them the opportunity to be patient? If he prayed for courage, does God give him courage, or does he give him opportunities to be courageous? If someone prayed for the family to be closer, do you think God zaps them with warm fuzzy feelings, or does he give them opportunities to love each other?

I still like to think that the world is "two by two" and everyone has a perfect match created just for them. It is comforting. I really want there to be a rainbow after every storm.

Thursday Thirteen

2008-02-14T17:00:00.002-05:00

(13) Things I should have said to past loves..."Oh he who reads the book of fate..."

1) No, it is YOUR loss.
2) No, I don' t want to be friends.
3) Please don't go.
4) Yes, please go, the sooner the better.
5) I am sorry.
6) No, its not okay you had the stripper/flight attendant send you her picture.
7) No, I am not okay waiting to have children.
8) No, I don't forgive you for chatting with all those woman online.
9) Yes, I am much better off without you.
10) Yes, I do miss you, terribly.
11) No, I don't believe that people can change that much.
12) Yes, it is my loss.
13) Yes, you are not good enough for me.

Wordless Wednesday...I wanna go home...

2008-02-13T12:31:00.005-05:00

Hey Chicken Little, the Sky didn't fall...

2008-02-12T11:41:00.001-05:00

Change for me is like that moment you have to bend your leg after sitting on it funny, and you know its going to feel weird and kind of hurt, but you have to do it, and once you do it, you forget the anxiety of having to do it. That preamble said...
Week 1 is down for the count at my newly chosen job and profesion. I have gone from Senior Marketing Buyer to Contract Administration and Negotation. I am now on the other side of the table. It is exciting and scary to no longer be an SME and be starting all over again. I have already met really nice people and have tried to come out of my shell as much as possible. According to Tracy, it took a full year for me to do this prior, so, we shall see. And really, are they ready for the real me here? Is anyone ever? (Tracy and Nancy, you are not allowed to respond to that)
No one has yet to mention that the only color I generally wear is black, but I did manage
to throw in some brown tweed. I have gotten lost twice, locked into a fenced in area once, ( was rescued by a very nice man who said "oh, you must be new?"...) But I have a lunch partner, was invited to happy hour, and have mastered the parking lot and security towers...
This new field trip appears to hold much promise.

Manic Monday: Heart

2008-02-11T19:47:00.001-05:00

What is the truth in your heart?
There is emotion behind every action and reaction that we have. Our hearts are the brains of our souls and the part of us that cannot deny the truth.
Our heart is not logical. It makes us soar and feel sadness that we feel will last forever.
The most important thing however, is that our heart never changes its beat, regardless of the fact our brain may be telling it otherwise.
What bravery it takes to hear the tales your own heart has to tell. Love isn't always pretty, but our hearts contain pure magic.
So, the closer Thursday gets, and the more gushy commercials that appear on TV, be still for a wee moment and listen to what your heart is saying.

Remember Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, but she did it backwards and in heels...~Faith Whittlesey

2008-02-03T16:56:00.000-05:00

I had a well prepared "to do" list for the last week. What was it that "they" say about the best laid plans? (Someday I am going to find "them" and introduce myself) Instead of Mission Home Decor I was knee deep in still packed boxes, caught up on my reading and did whatever was nessecary to ignore the fact I am starting a new job tommorow. Have you seen the last episode of Zoey 101? (It was kind of a big deal with the kids who frequent my life) Long episode short, Zoey left all her friends and went to a new school. I have that feeling in the pit of my stomach that I am going to a new school. I have written before that my work life blends into my personal life and is generally the love child of "The Office" and "Scrubs". I will still see and talk to my Turk, but the messages sent in code during staff meetings are no more. Elliott and I are fighting again and we never did order that face cake. What if I can't open my locker? Thankfully I am excited about the upcoming adventures ahead. Thankfully Turk pushed me out of the saftey of my nest. Thankfully there is always time and room for facecake...

Afternoons and Coffeespoons

2008-01-30T13:46:00.000-05:00

There is an innate danger when the worlds of "change" and "time on my hands" collide. There is something to be said for having the comfort of the familiar wrapped around you. As much as I ponder and plan things, my life leaps from one thing to another, with not even an ounce of grace...

Worldless Wednesday-Random Scenes from My Life.

2008-01-23T08:55:00.001-05:00

Salem

Katie and I at GB Football

Make a wish Dad!

The Linda, aka Mom :)

Sam

Holly as a Bob Kitten

Michael and Brittany

Random Photo

Hollys Birthday

Random Photo

Brittany and Gigi

Brittany and Caitlyn

Brittany and Holly

Holly

Friday Feast

2008-01-18T10:24:00.000-05:00

Feast One Hundred & Seventy Six
Appetizer: What is your favorite beverage?
Diet Coke

Soup:Name 3 things that are on your computer desk at home or work.
Proposals
Process presentations
Pictures of people I love to keep me sane

Salad: On a scale of 1-10 (with 10 being highest), how honest do you think you are?
9.9999999 (White lies totally count)

Main Course:If you could change the name of one city in the world, what would you rename it and why?
Any city that has “new” in front of it. I.e. “New London” “New Baltimore” etc. Be original people!!!!!

Dessert:What stresses you out? What calms you down?
What doesn’t stress me out?
Being held calms me down, I am high maintance.

Leftovers:
AppetizerWhat was your very first job with a paycheck?
Dairy Queen

Soup:Did you ever lose something really important to you?
My mother’s high school graduation ring

Salad: What is the best Christmas present you ever received?
THEE best? I like them all.

Main Course: Tell about a favorite “hang out” place for you and your friends when you were in high school.
I really do not remember?

Dessert:Name something that always brings a smile to your face.
My dogs.

Appetizer: Which language would you like to learn and why?
German, because I remember nothing from my class I just took 6 months ago

Soup: What’s the funniest thing you’ve heard or read so far this week?
Stewie on Family Guy “Gina Davis has a bad gum to teeth ratio”

Salad: Which movie was so bad you couldn’t watch the whole thing?
Broke back Mountain.

Main Course:If there were a holiday in your honor that didn’t use your actual name, what would the day be called?
“The Festival of Boo”

Dessert: Name one movie which is coming out soon that you would like to see.
The Orphanage

Appetizer:Have you ever flown in a helicopter?
Hell no!

Soup: What color is your warmest coat or jacket?
Black Wool pea coat.

Salad: What is your favorite rainy day activity?
I cannot say in this forum >:)

Main Course:Describe your hands.
Oh Lord, way to big for my little body and creepy long fingers.

Dessert:If you could eat only one nut for the rest of your life, what nutwould you pick?
Brazil nut

TGIF and Wee little mice who talk and help clean...

2008-01-18T10:21:00.000-05:00

[Sally's letter to Gillian] "Sometimes I feel like there's a hole inside of me, an emptiness that at times seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean. The moon tonight, there's a circle around it. Sign of trouble not far behind. I have this dream of being whole. Of not going to sleep each night, wanting. But still sometimes, when the wind is warm or the crickets sing... I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for. I just want someone to love me. I want to be seen. I don't know. Maybe I had my happiness. I don't want to believe it but, there is no man, Gilly. Only that moon…"

One of the saddest things that I have ever been told is “There is no such thing as a Knight in Shining Armor” It was one of those random events that stoned me. The first time I heard it, was from husband #2, and then from various other people in my life.
I would just like to state for the record, that I have never needed a swash buckling anything to come and show me the way out of the castle and into the promised land, but more so someone loyal, brave and kind, willing to help slay the dragons, and who adores and loves me and treats with the up-most respect. The Knight of “always going to be there when you call.”
I believe in the kind of love that weathers every storm, that becomes well worn and trust worthy. I want there to be the happily ever after where the boy gets the girl and they stay together until the credits roll. Chivalry cannot be dead! I want to stand on the side of Hallmark and shout that the crap they have inside of the mushy Valentines Day cards can be true, that it is possible, and real, and out there in the real world, people have found it.
I do not ever want to get swallowed up in the bitterness and regret. I have before and the occasional wallow isn’t something not on my radar by any stretch, but without the rope of real love and connection, I wouldn’t like it here very much. I do love to pretend that I am bitter and jaded and that love and emotion are for suckers. It makes me feel more in control of situations that I truly have not that much control over.
If I ever have children of my own to pass that knowledge on to, I would absolutely tell them they should never settle for anything less then falling in love and spending the rest of their lives with their best friend. Giving in to the harshness just feels like giving up on the best things in life to me. I do not ever want to admit defeat on the happily ever after. Life would be awfully gray. I can slay the dragon just fine thank you, but it is better with a true partner.

2008-01-17T15:38:00.000-05:00

Thursday Thirteen
13 More things learned along the Long Way
Sometimes people are just cruel, and it never makes anything better to try and figure out why.
Never be the band-aid when the wound wasn’t caused by you
Books on CD help make the work commute tolerable
The best feeling in the world is when someone is genuinely happy to see you
Sometimes, it really is their loss and not yours
Roses do not smell that good
You really can’t please everybody all of the time
The answers to all of life’s questions can be found in the movie “The Godfather” or the Kenny Rogers Classic “The Gambler” (the song, not the movie)
Dessert is important
Dog’s really are man’s best friend
Snuggling is magic
Sometimes you just don’t grow out of being afraid of the dark
The fact that I exist, means that at some point, my parents looked at each other for the first time and thought “What if?”

Ahhh the comfort of Robert...

2008-01-17T11:20:00.000-05:00

I discovered Robert Fulghum in the 7th grade. (I was never normal, not even as a child)
I simply adore his writing. I quote him allot. When I am having a really rough day or looking for a spot of inspiration. My books are so ear-marked and nasty it is almost time to buy new copies. I highly reccommend them. The below is something that a snippet of popped into my brain when driving home, so I "looked it up in its place"...

"To get through this life and see it realistically poses a problem. There is a dark, evil, hopeless side to life that includes suffering, death, and ultimate oblivion as our earth falls into a dying sun. Nothing really matters. On the other hand, the best side of our humanity finds us determined to make life as meaningful as possible NOW; to defy our fate. Everything matters. Everything. It is easy to become immobilized between these two points of view - to see them both so clearly that one cannot decide what to be or do. Laughter is what gives me forward motion at such intersections. We are the only creatures that both laugh and weep. I think it's because we are the only creatures that see the difference between the way things are and the way they might be. Tears bring relief. Laughter brings release. Some years ago I came across a phrase in Greek - asbestos gelos - unquenchable laughter. I traced it to Homer's Iliad, where it was used to describe the laughter of the gods. That's my kind of laughter. And he who laughs, lasts."

Robert Fulghum (1937 - )
Source: It Was On Fire When I Lay Down On It,

Worldless Wednesday

2008-01-16T08:06:00.000-05:00

Friday Feast #175

2008-01-11T09:15:00.000-05:00

Friday Feast #175

Appetizer
What is your middle name? Lynn
Would you change any of your names if you could? Yes
If so, what would you like to be called? Her Royal Majesty

Soup
If you were a fashion designer, which fabrics, colors, and styles would you probably use the most?-Black, all fabrics, just in black. 90% of my business attire is black.

Salad
What is your least favorite chore, and why?-Folding laundry

Main Course
What is something that really frightens you, and can you trace it back to an event in your life? Abandonment and Yes

Dessert
Where are you sitting right now? At my desk
Name 3 things you can see at this moment.
My monitor
Mug of Java
email from a friend saying G-love and Special Sauce will be playing a week from today and that we are all going.

Wordless Wednesday

2008-01-09T09:50:00.001-05:00

Manic Monday One

2008-01-09T09:49:00.000-05:00

Manic Monday: One
“One day, you will look back on this and laugh” I have no idea who coined that phrase, but apparently they were an optimist. There are numerous “One Day’s” that I can now look back on and snicker and proudly (if not quietly) think to myself “Amen, I made it through that” Unfortunately, we do not see so far into the future when that one day event is crashing all around us. When I stuck the eraser up my nose in 1st grade and had to have it removed with a hypodermic needle. When the boy I liked in 3rd grade threw away my valentine. The time I threw up in the car on a way to a meeting, 5 hours from the office. Failing a Home Economics. Project because a girl in our group used salt instead of sugar. (wasn’t me!) I am glad I have gotten to that “One Day” where I can laugh at those moments. One good laugh can erase countless bad feelings.

Cough...Sniffle...

2008-01-05T10:53:00.000-05:00

All I have to say for today is, they can map DNA, Give people artifical hearts, but they cannot cure the common cold???? WTF? *Becky goes back to hiding under her blanket*

TGIF and sweep up the confetti...

2008-01-04T08:46:00.000-05:00

The first week of 2008 is coming to a close. 365 days ago I had no idea what the year had in store for me, and I am sure I will be just as surprised 365 days from today. I don't think I would have believed anyone if they told me the 2007 story anyway. I have gained and lost people in my life, moved, had to see my siblings as adults, not as children. One of my oldest and dearest friends became pregnant with her first child, that event in itself made me stop and think about what is truly important, and what I can close the book on.
I am generally anxiety riddled at the thought of major change, but by some grace of God; I am looking forward to this year. I really hate to say it, because I will sound older than I actually am, but with age, wisdom does come. (even for me :) ) After all, Thursday's Child has far to go anway, right?
So, we should all raise our stiens to the distant horizon and embrace what ever it is that we are sailing into. (and maybe put on a lifevest, and a helmet, and maybe some padding...)

Friday Feast

2008-01-04T08:42:00.000-05:00

#174

Appetizer:
When was the last time you received a surprise in the mail, and what was it?
A birthday present from my Aunt Nancy. (June)

Soup:
If you could have a summer and/or winter home, where would you want it to be?
Summer: Mackinaw Island
Winter: South Beach

Salad: Pick one: pineapple, orange, banana, apple, cherry.
Pineapple

Main Course: Describe the nicest piece of clothing that you own.
My Burberry Trench Coat

Dessert: If you could forget one whole day from your life, which day would you choose to wipe from your memory?
I really do not want to forget anything, it would change who I am? “Those who forget their history are doomed to repeat it”

Thursday Thirteen

2008-01-03T07:41:00.000-05:00

Thursday Thirteen
“13 things I intend to accomplish in 2008”

1) Stay in touch with family better.
2) Stay in touch with friends better. (catching a theme?)
3) Actually send a book to a publisher.
4) Grow a vegetable garden.
5) Spend a week in the U.P.
6) Forgive myself.
7) Learn how to cook.
8) Find a little more patience.
9) Take life less seriously
10) Realize that everything isn’t black and white, that living in the gray is okay sometimes.
11) Volunteer at an animal shelter.
12) Recycle as a daily habit.
13) Learn to be careful for what I wish for, because sometimes you do get it.

Wordless Wednesday that is almost World-Less

2008-01-03T07:39:00.000-05:00

I absolutely Ninja’d this picture off of my friend Nancy’s website. I love this picture of Mark, it makes me giggle. I dug out the pictures of the grand Chicago adventure the other night. I laughed and cried. Those will be another Wednesday.

Auf Wiedersen 2007

2007-12-31T15:46:00.001-05:00

The end of another year! Do you have your resolutions written? Me either. After this afternoons trek with Tracy, I am going to add "never again get a free New Years Eve makeover at Ulta. I am starting to think I will never get the silver glitter off of my eyelids. I am looking forward to what adventures lay ahead. Sans hooker make up.

Mark Mueller

2007-12-29T09:06:00.000-05:00

An old friend, Mark Mueller died suddently on the 26th. My dear friend Nancy is much more eloquente and her message of him is much better than anything I could write. (blog@liedel.org)
The first thing that popped in my head when I got the news was the 5 hour car trip to and fro that he and I took together to move Nancy into her sassy corporate digs in Chicago. I can honestly say that I have never been as drunk as I was the night the three of us had a million course dinner and drinks at Heaven on Seven.
He was truly a very calm, to the point "Captian Beige" He took amazing pictures and was just a great individual.

Sunday,Sunday La La La La

2007-12-23T17:44:00.000-05:00

It is almost here!
A few days of hurried last minute shopping and hurried finished touches on the decorating. I have found the christmas spirit and am absolutley looking forward to family time and celebrating the season. Very much looking forward to 2008 and the posibilities and adventures that lay ahead.
I love that about the holiday season, a chance to be with family and to place the old year behind you. I am absolutley ready to place 2007 in the vault.

Friday Feast #172

2007-12-21T09:42:00.000-05:00

Appetizer:
Make up a word and give us its definition.

Yeebus! “A nice way of saying Holy Sh*t”

Soup:
What is currently your favorite song?

Haunted When The Minutes Drag (Alleged Remix) _ Collide

Salad:
What’s at the top of your Christmas wish list this year?

New Dooney Purse (LOVE EM)

Ipod Touch

Main Course:
Name a scent that reminds you of someone special in your life.

Butane Lighter fluid and fresh air. My grandpa always had a butane lighter in his work shirt pocket. When I was younger, I would lay on his side and watch TV. (Grizzly Adams)

Dessert:
Who is someone on television that you feel probably shouldn’t be, and why?
Hmmm Not really for me to say? If I don’t like something, I just don’t watch it.

Thursday Thirteen

2007-12-20T07:00:00.000-05:00

Thirteen Great Christmas Memories

1) My walking Mickey Mouse from my Uncle Robert
2) My 4 feet tall hand made Raggedy Ann and Andy from my Aunt Nancy
3) My dads cooking on Christmas Eve
4) My first Chrismas moring with Mike's girls
5) Sitting in my parents living room with Mikey, Jessica and Tony, talking about Christmas as kids
6) Vermicille
7) My first Santa Bear
8) The kitchen set my grandfather made for me to match my grandmothers real one
9) Watching 24 h ours of a Christmas Story on TNT with Mikey
10) Christmas with my family at my Aunt Bettys Farm
11) The desk my grandfather made me that is small enough for my 5' height
12) The barn my grandfather made me for my stuffed horse, so he had a house
13) Going to my first tree farm this year

Wordless Wednesday

2007-12-20T06:59:00.000-05:00

Manic Monday: Carol (Late)

2007-12-20T06:52:00.000-05:00

Manic Monday: Carol

Ahhhhhhh Christmas carols. Those lovely melodies that bring about visions of spirituality, love, family, reindeer with social acceptance issues…
None of those bring a smile to my face or glow to my nose like Elmo and Patsy belting out the ever popular Christmas classic: “Grandma got ran over by a Reindeer”.
My grandmother (Lula) HATED that song. I, of course, loved singing that song to her just to driver her batty. I miss her on a daily basis. She got me. She always knew what to say and always made everything better. There are few people on this planet that know my soul, and she did.
This time of year I think of her more often and wish we could sit and just chat. “Grams, you are NOT going to believe what I did this time” She would believe it. Some people get teary singing, “I’ll be home for christmas” or “I am dreaming of a white Christmas”. Not me, this country girl gets teary at “Grandma got run over by a reindeer, walking home from our house Christmas Eve, you can say there is no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
I sing the song aloud still, and turn it up uber loud while driving. I know that she can hear me. Being bratty transcends everything. :) I love you Grams.

grandma got runover by a reindeer
walking home from our house christmas eve
you could say theres no such thing as santabut as for me and grandpa we believes
he'd been drinking too much egg nog and we begged her not to go
but she forgot her medication and she staggered out the door into the snowwhen
we found her the Christmas morning
at the scene of the attack
she had hoofprints on her fore head and incriminating Clause marks on her back
grandma got runover by a reindeer
walking home from our house christmas eve
you could say theres no such thing as santa
but as for me and grandpa we believe
now we're all so proud of grandpa
he's been taking this so wel
lsee him in there watching football
drinking beer and playing cards with cousin Nel
its not christmas without grandma
all the family's dressed in black
and we just cant help but wonder
should we open up her gifts or send them back?(send them back!)
grandma got runover by a reindeer
walking home from our house christmas eve
you could say theres no such thing as santa
but as for me and grandpa we believe
now the goose is on the table
and the pudding made of fig (ah!)
and the blue and silver candles
that would just have matched the hair in grandmas wig
i've warned all our friends and neighbours
better watch out for yourselves
they should never give a license
to a man who drives a sleigh and plays with elves
grandma got runover by a reindeerwalking home from our house christmas eve
you could say theres no such thing as santabut as for me and grandpa we believe(sing it grandpa!)

Wordless Wednesday

2007-12-11T19:06:00.000-05:00

What's on your Tombstone?

2007-12-11T18:34:00.000-05:00

Making a living and having a life are not the same thing. Making a living and making a life that´s worthwhile are not the same thing. Living the good life and living a good life are not the same thing. A job title doesn't even come close to answering the question "What do you do?"
-Robert Fulghum
It would be rather sad, if my headstone were to read “Here lies Rebecca, she was a Senior Buyer”
It is rather odd that the place I spend most of my time, makes up the least of who I am. I have always thought that doing my best to be a good person would be enough for me when the field trip is over. My thinking has changed. I don't kid myself into thinking that I will be the one to find a cure for cancer or a cure for the ailing enviroment. I have decided that I just want the world to be a wee bit better for my existence. The me that loves animals and cries when she see's a "Save the Children" commercial. I want that Becky to have a mark, not Rebecca the Buyer. I enjoy being good at what I do for a living, but the fact I can negotiate 10% of cost out of a contract, isn't something I want to be remembered for.

Manic Monday: Ornament

2007-12-10T20:39:00.000-05:00

Manic Monday: Ornament

I hunted and killed my first ever “real” Christmas tree. It was fabulous experience. There was a horse drawn wagon, hot chocolate and Reindeer.
I did learn that real tree’s have much more depth in their branches. I was able to place all 198 ornaments and I could still place a few more with no problem. I did the sentimental thing and took the ornaments out with care, looking at each one and recalling the memory or person associated with it.
I am unsure why I am so enamored with ornaments, but I cannot resist the temptation when Hallmark begins its annual “Christmas in July” unveiling of the newest additions. It is great how an ornament can take you back to a special memory and bring a smile to your face years later.

Friday Feast

2007-12-10T07:46:00.000-05:00

Friday Feast #171

Appetizer: What was the last game you purchased?
Guitar Hero 80’s Rock Legends

Soup: Name something in which you don’t believe.
The line: “We can still be friends”

Salad:If you could choose a celebrity to be your boss, who would you pick?
George Clooney

Main Course: What was a lesson you had to learn the hard way?
I learn all of my lessons the hard way.

Dessert: Describe your idea of the perfect relaxation room.
Comfy chairs/plants/waterfall/heated pool/full bar/cute bartender/my dogs/huge windows/ in a house overlooking the east coast harbor I live on…J

Thursday Thirteen

2007-12-06T11:02:00.000-05:00

(13) Lessons I have learned on the Long Way

1) Caring about someone, doesn’t mean they will care about you.
2) Listen more than you talk.
3) Pick your hill to die on
4) Being Stubborn isn’t always a practical trait
5) Compromise isn’t easy, but it is a necessity
6) It is not what you are called, but what you answer to that is important
7) Karma has great GPS
8) Animals are great judges of character
9) Ranch Dressing and Heinz ketchup can make most food taste better
10) Its okay to love being a girl
11) Cooking isn’t everyone’s forte
12) The songs that you hate the most, stay stuck in your head the longest
13) It is never to late for happily ever after

Wordless Wednesday

2007-12-05T07:26:00.001-05:00

Manic Monday: Ship

2007-12-03T07:20:00.000-05:00

I am addicted to documentaries. One series in particular "Deadliest Catch" had me rivited. The show followed fishing ships and their crew through and entire crab season. My job is tough, but at least I am not nachored to the deck of a ship to keep me from getting tossed off to my icy, watery death. The ship becomes their home for several weeks and everyday is a fight to make money and win out against the elements. It helps me maintan perspective. My job is uber stressful, but it isn't life or death.

Tick Tock

2007-12-02T07:48:00.000-05:00

I think the worst possible feeling is having someone shut you out. The worst possible thing to do to someone is throw them away. In the minutes, hours and days that become filled with silence and regret are the shadows of the lost minutes, hours and days that could have been filled with much better things. The cruelty is that those lost moments can never be returned. The sun continues to rise and tick tock of the clock marches forward.

Cozy

2007-12-01T09:42:00.000-05:00

What is fabulous about Saturday mornings? Being snuggled in bed all cozy and content. It is a great way to throw out a nasty week...If Starbucks would just deliver...

TGIF and the things that stick...

2007-11-30T07:25:00.000-05:00

I sometimes think that the universe likes a good giggle. That when my Guardian Angels are finally fed up with my seemingly inability to listen, they take drastic measures to shove a thought into my head.

This leads me to my refrigerator and my magnet's. I actually spend time arranging carefully chosen magnetics and the items that are placed on my fridge. An example would be the green frog face wearing the yellow rain hat. It is the first magnet that I ever bought and is has been with me in all of my homes. It is always in the upper right hand corner of the freezer. It means: "This is home"

What is the correlation? Really there is one. Recently I have been pondering "Why" and "How did this happen?" and "Things are not suppose to be this way, so WTF?" I have grumbled, cried, complained and had a pity party that lasted for days. When talking to an old and beloved friend she simpley said "What are you going to do about it?" That struck a nerve.

While walking through my kitchen last night I tripped over Prue (who always has to be where ever I am) and landed headed first into the big white appliance. I knocked off a magnet with my forehead and when I picked it up, it was like I was reading it for the first time.

"If you want to know the present, look to the past, if you want to know the future, look to the present"-Buddha.

It reminded me of how my grandmother use to say "You made your bed, now you must lay in it." But in reality I can change the sheets, get a new pillow, or even buy an entirely new bed. The only reason to continue to sleep there, is if I want history to repeat itself like an annoying episode of "Mama's Family".

It is never to late for Happily Ever After. I may be taking the long way, but I am taking my way.

Friday Feast

2007-11-30T07:17:00.000-05:00

#170

Appetizer: What is your favorite carnival/amusement park ride?

“The Haunted Mansion” at Disney World

Soup: How do you react in uncomfortable social situations?

I laugh at everything and fidget with my hands

Salad: On a scale of 1-10 with 10 being highest, how much do you enjoy discussing deep, philosophical topics?

10; with the right person.

Main Course: Did you get a flu shot this year? If not, do you plan to? Yes

Dessert: Approximately how many hours per week do you spend watching television?
No clue, my televisions is always on for background noise, even if I am not watching.

Wordless Wednesday

2007-11-28T11:12:00.000-05:00

All the news that is fit to print

2007-11-28T11:05:00.001-05:00

Who has (2) thumbs and has neglected her blog? This girl!
Thanksgiving was fabulous. It was great being able to spend time with my dad and my step-mom. They are a disgustingly cute couple. There was comfort and healing in doing the ordinary things with my dad. I miss them.
The Christmas holiday is fast approaching and I began to drag out the decorations. Once I start, it is hard to stop. I found myself at Home Depot looking at all the over done yard décor that is available for purchase. Why not create the brightest house on the block? It takes all of my will power to not be the Ed Griswald of my subdivision. The holidays do make me want to bring the people I love closer to hearth and home.
The sentimental side that I normally stuff in the back of the closet is brought out. All of my tree ornaments were gifts or were bought because they had special meaning. I spend at least (2) hours getting them unpacked and out of their boxes and layed out to be placed on the tree. If I had a chimmeny I would hang my stocking there with care.

Manic Monday: Rank (Wee bit Late)

2007-11-28T11:00:00.000-05:00

Manic Monday: Rank-(a wee bit late)
Everything in our lives has a rank and order.
There are people, places and things that we just naturally hold closer and have a higher place on our mental list. I have always considered myself to be selfish. I want, what I want, when I want it, and nothing else will do. I do not settle or take second place very well or with much grace. The older I get however, the ranking list changes and melds. I like to think it is from Wisdom, but it is most likely from lessons learned the hard way on the long road.
When I was younger and my grandparents passed away, I felt ranked at the bottom of my parents list. Once I was old enough to prance about on my own, I decided to make myself happy and ranking number one on my list was the house with the white picket fence and all the accessories to go with it. That plan involved my rank (or perceived rank) being dictated by others. Even those of us on the long road know that plan is doomed to fail. What does Jack Johnson say?

Now I was sitting waiting wishingthat you believed in superstitionsthen maybe you'd see the signsBut Lord knows that this world is crueland I ain't the Lord, no I'm just a fooland in loving somebody don't make them love youMust I always be waiting waiting on you?Must I always be playing playing the fool?I sing ya songs I dance a danceI gave ya friends all a chanceputting up with them wasn't worth never having youand maybe you been through this beforebut its my first timeso please ignorethe next few lines cause they're directed at youI cant always be waiting, waiting on youI cant always be playing, playing your foolI keep playing your cardsbut its not my scenewont this plot not twist?I have no place to read?Keep building me up, then shooting me down

I need to rank myself higher and make my own happiness, not try to find it in other people or things. I need to revise my rank list to include the family and friends that have always been there for me and never shut the door, the real important things, not what I think should be important in my original grand design of what I thought my life should be. There are also people that I shouldn’t bother to rank at all. I need to not give any energy into figuring out why someone hurt me or why they treat me like a disposable item. Those people need to be given a “nada” and placed at the curb with the fence and 2.5 kids. My version of “Extreme Rank Makeover”.

Wordless Wednesday

2007-11-21T12:06:00.000-05:00

Friday Feast

2007-11-16T07:59:00.000-05:00

Friday Feast #169

Appetizer:
What was your first “real” job?
Junior Buyer position with MSXI.

Soup
Where would you go if you wanted to spark your creativity?
Generally it happens on its own, but if I had a creative agenda I would go to Northern Michigan. (The U.P)

Salad
Complete this sentence: I am embarrassed when…
People stare at me. I cannot handle being looked at by multiple sets of eyes, I even hate the “Happy Birthday” singing ritual.

Main Course
What values did your parents instill in you?
That it isn’t what people call me; it is what I answer to that matters.

Dessert
Name 3 fads from your teenage years.
1) Scrunchies
2) Pegging your jeans
3) Esprit Tote Bags

Wordless Wednesday

2007-11-15T08:36:00.000-05:00

What happens when I am out of the office traveling for the day...

Friday Feast

2007-11-09T12:50:00.000-05:00

#168

Appetizer
Which snack do you like to get when you go to the movies?-Popcorn with lots of butter.

Soup
What year did you start using the internet?-1993
Salad
What is your first name in Pig Latin? Ebeccaray
Main Course
Name something you are picky about. To be honest, I am picky about EVERYTHING.
Dessert
Fill in the blanks: I went home ill yesterday and I want a massage today.

The New House

2007-11-08T09:23:00.000-05:00

Create Your Own

My Zoo

2007-11-08T09:21:00.000-05:00

Create Your Own

Hollys Birthday

2007-11-08T09:19:00.001-05:00

Create Your Own

Homecoming 2007

2007-11-08T09:15:00.000-05:00

Thursday Thirteen

2007-11-08T08:36:00.000-05:00

(13) Chick Flick’s I adore

1) The Lake House
2) City of Angels
3) Just like Heaven
4) Sweet Home Alabama
5) Elizabeth Town
6) Practical Magic
7) Because I said So
8) Catch and Release
9) Beaches
10) Moonstruck (I blame Tracy and Ben)
11) You’ve got Mail
12) Blood and Chocolate
13) Pretty Woman

Gobble!

2007-11-07T12:31:00.000-05:00

16 days until “Turkey Day”.
Why am I counting down to a holiday that I have publicly stated that I just do not like ? She of all things non-domestic has invited family over to celebrate. Which means; I will be cooking my first Thanksgiving meal. I have never touched a raw turkey in my life. In fact, I very rarely touch the oven.
I am excited about the challenge. Me against the kitchen! I have already put together the menu and the items needed to purchase to create this meal. Who knew I didn’t even have a roasting pan?!?!? I have a habit of buying things FOR the kitchen. I have gadgets that I have never used simply because I liked the way they looked. If you saw my kitchen, you would think I cooked on a daily basis. Just don’t look in the fridge and see all the carry-out containers.
My family and friends have rallied to my side. “350, 20 minutes per lb” to “Just deep fry the sucker.” To my father sounding a little worried with “we can have taco’s”. Sorry dad, but the Pilgrims did not bring guacamole and tortilla’s to that first dinner. To be honest, I love entertaining, so my first thought was “how should I decorate the table?” Then was the thought of “Oh god, do Turkey’s really come with organs inside?” I then had a vision of me shaking the Turkey over the garbage can so that whatever it is that they put in there falls out and so that my hand didn’t have to actually go up into its gutted bum. I am not a sissy, but come on!!!!

Wordless Wednesday

2007-11-07T08:04:00.001-05:00

2007-11-06T12:33:00.001-05:00

Friday Feast

2007-11-02T11:53:00.000-04:00

Appetizer:
How much money do you plan to spend this upcoming holiday season?
Too much, but I love giving gifts.

Soup:
What was the last television show you watched, and was it good?
Supernatural-It was fabulous as always.

Salad:
If you had to paint the walls of your living room tomorrow, what color would you choose?
The colors I just picked for the new house are "Fawn" and "Mossy Green" (3) walls solid and one wall and the wall leading up the stairs will be striped.

Main Course: Name something clever or practical you have thought of that should be invented, but hasn’t yet.
A roomba for the bathtub/shower stall.

Dessert:
List 3 things you would like to receive as gifts this upcoming holiday season.
1) Archery set
2) Cream wool pea coat
3) A new D&B Purse (I adore them)

TGIF and Traditions

2007-11-02T11:27:00.000-04:00

Let the post Halloween melancholies begin…
I love fall, but once Halloween is over, it is a short skip to Thanksgiving and then a quick jump to the holiday rush.
Due to “Moving extravaganza 2007” I was unable to neither put up any of my Halloween décor nor carve a single pumpkin. It almost feels like my favorite holiday has passed me by.
Thanksgiving was the last holiday I spent with my beloved Grandmother at her house before she passed, and ironically my Grandfather passed three years later, 3 days before Turkey Day. To this day I still get teary and just want the day to be over with. I have plenty to be thankful for, but I adored my grandparent's more.
Then comes Christmas; there is comfort in the smells of the Italian food, the Christmas tree, the fireplace, my Aunt Betty’s cheesecake. I never “feel” like Christmas until I am with my mom. Christmas is her holiday. I love the holiday, I even collect Hallmark ornaments, but the two days of celebration do not exist for me, until I am with my mama. The 24 hours of “A Christmas Story” on television, everyone congregated in my parent’s basement for way too much food. Peace on earth and good will toward men…
Which brings us to...Easter, which belongs to my dad and his parents, the “grandest” of all reasons to celebrate. I am very reverent during this holiday, but the chocolate bunnies and pastel colors are not my thing. We are saved, have a basket. I jest, but I do not understand. The tradition is dinner at my grandparent’s house. My father always gives us the reminder of why this holiday is the most important of all.
Fourth of July, Memorial Day Labor day belong to the tradition of honoring those who keep and kept us safe and summer bbq’s with family. Red, White and Blue and being at the lake.
However, Halloween is mine. Not one negative emotion to be found. There are chicken fajita’s and strawberry margarita’s (why Mexican? I have no idea), I light candles for my loved ones who have passed over. I generally invite friends and family over for dinner and pass out way too much candy. In my house, there is never an excuse for not wearing a costume. I have told the girls the true history of Halloween and hope I have taught them some appreciation for the true meaning. Those are my traditions. Someday, I hope to have a child that says “It isn’t Halloween until I see my mom” or even better “oh my Lord, my mother is already decorating again”
I have already started planning how to decorate the front yard next year. I am going to make my very own haunted cemetery…
There is amazing family history to be found in our traditions and the warmth of where we come from.

“What an enormous magnifier is tradition! How a thing grows in the human memory and in the human imagination, when love, worship, and all that lies in the human heart, is there to encourage it”-Thomas Caryle

“Tradition means giving votes to the most obscure of all classes, our ancestors. It is the democracy of the dead. Tradition refuses to submit to that arrogant oligarchy who merely happen to be walking around.”-G.K. Chesterton

Linus: I've learned there are three things you don't discuss with people: religion, politics and the Great Pumpkin.

Lucy scoops out the innards of the pumpkin] Linus: Ohh. You didn't tell me you were gonna kill it!
Linus: [to Sally as she walks away with everyone else] Hey, aren't you going to stay to greet the Great Pumpkin? It won't be long now. If the Great Pumpkin comes, I'll still put in a good word for you. [Realizes what he just said] Linus: Good grief! I said "if"! I meant "when" he comes! [Calmly]
Linus: I'm doomed. One little slip like that could cause the Great Pumpkin to pass you by.
Charlie Brown: I got a rock.

Thursday Thirteen

2007-11-01T08:39:00.000-04:00

13 most listened to songs on my I-Pod currently

1) “Potential break up song”-Ally and AJ
2) “Wash Away” Joe Purdy
3) “Stronger” Kanye West
4) “Clumsy” Fergie
5) “Alabama Song” Doors
6) “I will Survive” Cake
7) “Staple it together” Jack Johnson
8) “Sitting, Waiting, Wishing” Jack Johnson
9) “Love Me, Hate Me” Lady Sovereign
10) “To the dogs or whoever” Josh Ritter
11) “Paint it Black” Rolling Stones
12) “Sundown” Elwood
13) “Chocolate and Cigarettes” Rufus Wainwright

Happy Halloween

2007-10-31T08:30:00.001-04:00

The Witches Caldron
"Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog"
"Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing"

"For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and babble"

"Double, double, toil and trouble,
Fire burn, and caldron bubble"

~*~*~*William Shakespeare~*~*~*

Wordless Wednesday

2007-10-31T08:27:00.001-04:00

She just melts my heart!

2007-10-26T08:55:00.001-04:00

TGIF and there is no place like home...

2007-10-26T08:35:00.000-04:00

Oh Dorothy, there really is no place like home...I have clicked my red heel's and began moving into the new house last night. Check that, I began cleaning the new house in preparation for moving in over the weekend. It is exciting and frustrating. I have a new project, but I am leaving for Miami on Sunday and San Diego on Thursday. Typical "long way" to go about things.

I adore the new house and it has uber amounts of potenial. I will be able to paint and make it "home" over the next couple of weeks; and that will be the best part. I have no idea what the new yellow brick road on this field trip will hold, but as long as I dodge the flaming fireballs, I won't complain.

Wordless Wednesday

2007-10-24T08:41:00.001-04:00

My life in boxes...

2007-10-23T16:39:00.000-04:00

You never realize how much "stuff" or how many "things" that you have until you have to completley pack it all up.
The box of things and pictures from High School, the same box I went through the last time I moved, and haven't looked at in (6) years, made me giggle for a good (2 )hours. It is a great purging process. Even photo's from a few years ago remind me of what was and the great things that will be. The drunken pictures from my Chicago trip with Nancy reminded me that Taxi's are your friend, and good drinks with good friends are fabulous. (Ugh turtle soup) The card my sister gave me when I moved away to school. My Muppet glass collection that my mother decided to keep for me...
As much as I sput and sputter about my dislike of change, it is exciting to have the project of making this new house an actual home. Fresh paint, some new furniture, a big back yard, new earth to plant things in...I should have started packing weeks ago!

Manic Monday: Frost

2007-10-22T10:21:00.000-04:00

I love the electricity in the air on a crisp frost covered morning. There is something magical in that stillness. When all you can hear is the crunch of the grass and the occasional honk of the geese running late for warmer regions. The smell of the air is so different after the first frost, it smells “clean”. No matter how old I get, I still find myself doodling in the frost on my house windows, etching patterns with my fingernails. . Mother Nature is putting some of her children to rest (at least in the Midwest) and the time of fires and snuggling inside has arrived. Frost is the door creaking shut on another year.

The "Ah hah" of the day...

2007-10-18T08:47:00.000-04:00

I was once given a book titled “Women Who Think Too Much: How to Break Free of Over thinking and Reclaim Your Life” by Susan Nolen-Hoeksema
Michael gave me this book after many discussions regarding my ability to fret, worry and over think absolutely everything in my daily life. As much as I leap without looking, right after the leap, I am going through a mind game of “what if” scenarios. I never analyze prior to doing something, it is always during the fall, seconds before the “SPLAT”
I asked a dear friend of mine yesterday (who knows all my truths and loves me anyway) why I was never content. Constantly restless. Searching for “something”. Her response was that I am a “wandering soul” I rather enjoy that description.
I like to think that I am strong enough to keep wandering and searching for true happiness, then to just give up and give in. I have more battle scars for that course of action, but the stories and lessons are priceless. I may not have always gone about my life in what some might say is the “right way” but I have always gone about it “my way”.
And really, how do you stop over thinking? Just the fact that I think so much about how not to over think seems to defeat the purpose? Maybe I should just sell the book on Ebay? 

Thursday Thirteen

2007-10-18T08:34:00.000-04:00

13 Things I want to do before the end of the field trip

1) Pet a Giraffe
2) Visit Stonehenge
3) Horseback riding through the Mountains
4) Get my pilots license
5) Publish a book
6) Master the piano
7) Sit on a dock at the Loch looking for Nessie
8) Visit the Mayan temples
9) Swim with dolphins
10) Deep sea dive
11) Swim with Sharks
12) Tour Scotland
13) Tour Australia

Observations from the Long Way

The Blog has Moved!

Wordless Wednesday

It's Easy Being Green...Kinda

Manic Monday: Boil

The Importance of Being Oscar

Sunday's With Oskie

Friday's Feast

Thursday Thirteen

Wordless Wednesday-Poor Daddy...

Tuesdays and Country Music Lyrics

Manic Monday: Storm

Fridays Feast

Thursday Thirteen

Photos from the Long Way

Wordless Wednesday

Manic Monday: Lick

The Furry Truth...

Friday Feast

The Importance of Being Boo

The New Addiction

Manic Monday: Star

Never "Goodbye", just a "See you on the other side"

The Dash

The Following poem was read at my cousin Ashley's funeral this past Saturday. It really touched me and gave me much to think about on the drive home that afternoon.

The Dash

Wordless Wednesday

Loss

Pots and Pans and Ingriedents OH MY!

Manic Monday: Quake

I am just going to stand right here...

*Cloud of Dust*

Gimme a "Holy Crap! She made that look easy!!!!!!"

Friday Feast

Wordless Wednesday

She's as cold as ice...

Manic Monday-Two

Thursday Thirteen

Wordless Wednesday...I wanna go home...

Hey Chicken Little, the Sky didn't fall...

Manic Monday: Heart

Remember Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, but she did it backwards and in heels...~Faith Whittlesey

Afternoons and Coffeespoons

Worldless Wednesday-Random Scenes from My Life.

Friday Feast

TGIF and Wee little mice who talk and help clean...

Ahhh the comfort of Robert...

Worldless Wednesday

Friday Feast #175

Wordless Wednesday

Manic Monday One

Cough...Sniffle...

TGIF and sweep up the confetti...

Friday Feast

Thursday Thirteen

Wordless Wednesday that is almost World-Less

Auf Wiedersen 2007

Mark Mueller

Sunday,Sunday La La La La

Friday Feast #172

Thursday Thirteen

Wordless Wednesday

Manic Monday: Carol (Late)

Wordless Wednesday

What's on your Tombstone?

Manic Monday: Ornament

Friday Feast

Thursday Thirteen

Wordless Wednesday

Manic Monday: Ship

Tick Tock

Cozy

TGIF and the things that stick...

Friday Feast

Wordless Wednesday

All the news that is fit to print

Manic Monday: Rank (Wee bit Late)

Wordless Wednesday

Friday Feast

Wordless Wednesday

Cloud of Dust