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What about me is it that makes me interesting, well simply because I am me LOL! MUAAAH!
What is it about this day that you love? What is it about this moment that you treasure?
There is something within your life that compels you to know and experience even more of life. What is it, at the heart of things, that drives you so?
What makes it so wonderful to float peacefully on a calm sea under the warm sun? Why does the beauty of a distant mountain peak touch your heart so profoundly?
There is a reason why you have opinions about a wide range of matters large, small and in between. There is a guiding purpose at the heart of each sincere choice you make.
As you dance with life each day, your steps follow a rhythm that stays true to the genuine person inside, no matter what else may or may not happen. Though you interact intimately with all that is around you, something within you is apart from it all, relishing the experience.
Breathe deeply the sweet, fresh air of being. And keep dancing, as each unfolding moment brings a brand new verse of the song you've always known.
So I spent my afternoon and evening with my mom today. We did dinner and we sat down to watch Underworld: Rise of the Lycans ... I am a big time Underworld fan.
I love watching these kinds of movies with my mom because she loves action, shoot em up, blood every where sci fi movies.
I remember when I was a child my mom would sit us down to watch Sci-Fi Theater, Chiller Thriller, and any horror flick that was on TV. Mom loved a good scare and still does.
We watched Rise of the Lycans and then she wanted to watch more so I got the first Underworld movie and we watched that. It's so funny watching my mom watch blood all over the place movies ... she satrts with that OOOOOOH Myyyyyyy Gaaaaaawd, ewwwwwe, with a few jumps in there but she never takes her eyes of the television! Hahahahaha.
Now that I am home I think I am going to catalog all my DVDs while I have the Frist 48 playing on TV.
Have a great night!
See the pic of me and the gang when we went to Montreal to catch a hockey game? See the third person from the left ... the woman standing next to me. That's my hockey junkie friend Diane.
Diane and I have known each other since we were 14 years old. We met in high school, went to college togather, and have been great friends all these years. She's the reason why I drove to North Carolina and back for game 7 of a playoff series (game was on a Thursday night, and I had to be back to work the next day). She's the reason why I damn near got my assed kicked by some very mean and drunk Ottawa Senators fans, and the reason why I ended up in Montreal which BTW was one of THE BEST trips I ever took (I love Montreal).
Well a couple weeks ago while having a casual conversation with her on the phone about a car her hubby bought out of the blue (nice Lexus convertible), she says to me "Oh BTW I am buying a hockey team." I had to stop her from talking while I took a seat because I could not believe my ears. A WHAT???
She tells me about the venture with two other people to my a junior league hockey team ... I thought sure why not ... hubby gets a Lexus, she buys a hockey team ... sounds fair to me!
Today we went to St Catharine's Ontario for a hockey goalie clinic for her son and her two partners were there. They were talking about a hockey clinc being held in Detroit that they will be attending, and the one partner chimes up and says how he was having some business conversations with the folks from Detroit when they started talking about an invitation they got to participate in a hockey clinic in Japan.
My friend Diane gasps with this fearful sound in her voice "Japan?" ... I chime up with excitement "JAPAN!!!!"
Did I mention my friend is DEATHLY afraid of flying! LMFAO
My ears are all perked up about Japan and Diane is damn near breaking into a sweat.
After the conversation she and I step out of the arena to get some warmer air and we start talking about going to Japan ... more like me picking on her about her fear of flying to Japan. She looks at me and asks "Would you really go to Japan?" I look at her and reply "In a heartbeat!"
She looks at me and says "Fine then you can go for me. I'll make you my personal assistant and you go in my place to Japan."
We laughed about it all because I really don't think she expected to travel to far places ... I think she thought this would be strictly a regional junior hockey team. they are already talking about Detroit (which is next week), Minnesota, New Hampshire, Ohio, Ontario, and yes Japan. I could not help but chuckle all the way back home from St Catharine's ... and telling her wait until her husband hears about Japan.
I wouldn't mind going to Japan!
*beeper looking at her passport*
There are times when your heart longs for someone so much but your head tells you STAY AWAY!
Why do we often find ourselves not listening to our head and following our hearts only for the end result our head warned us about happens?
Yesterday was one of those days where my head and my heart had a duel and my heart beat out my head, and today my head told my heart "I told you so asshole."
Yesterday I brought a smile to the face of someone dear to me only to bring sadness to him today. He was surprised and so pleased to hear my voice and it was nice to speak with him. I wanted to say hello because after loosing my friend Patrick to cancer two weeks ago, my other friends whom I have not spoken with for some time came to mind.
Some I have not spoken to because of our "busy-ness" while others I have not spoken to because circumstances in their lives are such that my presence I fear brings confusion and unnecessary drama. He was one of the latter.
The conversation was very pleasant and it made me feel good that I took that moment to call and say hello and to let them know that they were thought of. It was the end of our conversation that made me not so much regret the call, but reflect on what my head kept telling me.
Him: "Call me whenever you want"
Me: "Now is that a good idea"
Him: "It's OK, I'll explain later"
Me: "Good-bye"
My heart felt the bitter sting of my head saying "I told you not to" ... but I did and now what?
He is a man who brought many smiles to my face, cared unconditionally, and yet was a man who was fractured ... something I really did not see until it was smack up in my face.
Physical distance between us was a good thing ... now we had to distance ourselves emotionally ... even as friends. It was sad, it was painful, but it was a necessity. So why did I allow myself to make that call KNOWING it had the potential to hurt all over again?
I lost a friend to cancer and it reminded me of the friends I had distanced myself from because of things I personally find stupid, but I knew my presence would bring them drama because of those things. So because I loved my friends I turned away ... for them, and for me.
Yesterday my head and my heart collided ... for a brief moment my heart's victory felt good ... then came the pain my head warned my heart about and that does not feel good at all.
Who would have ever thought that the most precious gift of all could be the most painful ...
Love really does hurt!
Hellooooooo all!
OK Iris was a bit scarce this week ... it was one of those crazy ass, busy as shit weeks for me ... all I have to say is thank goodness I am now at work and at 11pm my crazy ass week will come to an end and Iris will get to wind down!
Monday morning I made two attempts to get to the DMV to renew the registration on my Mustang. I went to pay it last Thursday and realized that the expiration date is not the last day of the month of May as I thought, but rather today May 8th.
Rather than mail it knowing it will not be on time I decided I will go Monday after my vacation (this past Monday). Monday morning rolls around and I head out to the DMV only to find out the DMV dept closest to me closed on April 30th and moved to a county bldg downtown.
I hate going to that building because first there is like no parking on the street and the ramp is always full. Not to mention when people are there at the social services dept and they feel they are being jipped out of "THEIR" money there is some kind of bullshit fight or argument going on in the halls, outside the bldg, etc. Too much frigging drama for my ass to be around so I decide to take the drive ot to the burbs and hit the DMV there.
So I get to the DMV in the burbs and wouldn't you know they are not open on Monday ... WTF. I want to work for the government! GRRRRRRRR. Needless to say that on Monday my registration did not get renewed since I had something else that needed to be taken care of before I went to work. Yeah ... I still had an eight hour work day ahead of me.
Tuesday rolls around and I had made arrangements with my nephew to move some furniture I gave him over to his apartment. It was the only good time for me to do this. So at 8:30 am I am up and out moving furniture with my nephew. By 11:30am we are done and I head home to pick up my mom to take her for her appointment to pre-arrange her funeral. We made that appointment early last week.
So now I take mom to pick out her casket and stuff like that and afterwards we go get lunch because Iris neglected to eat breakfast and now it's 1:30 pm and I have the most gawd awful hunger headache. We eat lunch and I get home to take the beast out for a walk then head out to work ... yep another eight hours await me.
Wednesday rolls around and mom had a scheduled eye doctors appt ... this appt was made one year ago. I figured while she was having her eyes dilated I could run to the DMV near the eye doctor and renew my registration. I have the boys with me because they had the day off from school for some teacher's conference so I take one with me while the other stays with my mom. I get to the DMV and walk in and see all the people sitting down ... yes folks the dmv now provides seating for people ... I took this as a sign of if you thought the DMV was slow before, now you'll need to bring your frigging lunch and have a seat.
I look around and realize there is no damn way I will be done at the DMV before mom is done with her eye appt and that is with having to have here eyes dilated ... so I leave the DMV with no new registration for the Stang. I decide to stop at Stein Mart to buy my nephew a tie for his class day since the DMV was a bust. We get his tie and get back to the eye docs just as mom was done.
I tell my mom we are going to stop at the other DMV I went to on Monday to renew my car registration then we can all go to lunch.
I get to the DMV and go on in ... well holy friggin shit .... more seats with lots and lots of people. WTF!!!! Oh hell to the no am I waiting here for this shit. I figured it would be 2pm by the time I got out IF I was lucky! NOPE, not waiting. OK so the DMV for the fourth time is a bust, let's stop and pick up my nephews shoes. That goes quickly and we head on home to make lunch instead of stopping at a place since it is now 12:30pm and I have to be on my way to work by 2:30pm and I still needed to get into my work clothes.
We get home and I am too damn tired for cooking ... hey boys ... call for a pizza! LOL Oh I also had to get a dish ready to take to work for the nurses luncheon we were having for our nurses in our dept for Nurses week. It was something simple at took little time to do.
I get to work Wednesday and it is a total frigging zoo ... I am already smoked from the past days and the evening was looking to be a bear. Oh well ... suck it up and get to work! During my dinner break at work I get onto the DMV's website and renew my registration on line and figure I will just not drive the Stang until my new registration comes in because you know it would be just my luck to be driving it and have some routine inspection check going on and have some cop notice my registration is expired and they hit me with a ticket for that or worse ... they take my car off the road and impound it.
I get home from work and realize I HAVE to get my sister's package into the mail so that it can be there by Saturday. So I pack that up and then decide it's time for bed. Trippy ... your pay it forward gift will go out next week because I need to bake fresh bread for you and because I mailed yours out to my niece in Florida! LOL
Thursday .... aaaaaah yesssss ... Thursday.
OK ... so my nephew calls me to see if I can take him grocery shopping (he just moved into his new place two weeks ago). I figured why not ... I can drop him off and he can do his groceries while I am running my errands. I drop him off and head on out to the post office where I swear the debil was waiting for me. There was some irate dude there making life impossible for the tellers (he was pissed about losing his house to bankruptcy and now he has to move in with his mother, and have to put in a change of address, and life fawking sucks). Dude the tellers are not there to solve your problems ... just fill out the change of address form and stop giving her grief about how stupid this shit is.
Meanwhile teller two now has some dude with his passport form in his hand ... uh-oh ... that's going to be a wait there. Teller one is still trying to explain to the irate dude how change of address works and how his mail will take at least 5-10 days to get routed properly to his mothers' place. hat was that for ... he's taking a hen shit, teller two is working on a passport form, and all I want to do is send this package that I already have neatly taped, addressed, and have my insurance form and delivery confirmation filled out. Siiigh.
OK so I finally get out of the post office and need to hit the bank to cash a couple checks I got for my birthday. Holy crap ... NO ONE is in line at the bank on a Thursday. I must be dreaming! I walk right up to the teller sure as shit I would see the next window please sign pop up. Nope ... in and out of the bank in less than 5 minutes ... wooohoooooo because I hate standing in line at the bank more than the DMV! LMFAO
OK I take the neph home, unload the car and get home in time to change my clothes and head out for coffee with Mr Kevlar! It was a nice time but OMG he's a chain smoker from hell! The day was a bit dreary so my baby did not look her best, but Oh Well! I left Mr Kevlar and got home in time to take a twenty minute power nap before heading out to work AGAIN! LOL
Today .... aaaah yes todaaaaaaay!
Today was my nephew Franky's class day ceremony and luncheon. Mom and I get there at 9am only to find out it was not starting until 9:30am (my nephew texted me to tell me 9am). No biggie ... we'll get a good seat!
The ceremony lasted a little over an hour and then mom and I went home so that I can take the beast for a quick walk and pee then head out to the class day luncheon. the luncheon was very nice and the kids were gawking at the place it was at. Salvatore's Italian Gardens. Good food, but OMG the place is busy as shit and I don't mean with people. It is decorated very ornately and with all this poof and frill and Italian stuff complete with statues of Roman gods and a bust of Julius Caesar. It's a bit over the top for m liking, but did I mention the food is good! LOL
We ate like pigs, or at least I know I did since I neglected to have breakfast let alone a cup of coffee. Mom and I left Salvatore's around 1:15 and got home by 1:45 at which time I let the beast out to do poopie pee while I changed my clothes for work (yep still eight hours to go to the end of my crazy ass week), and at 2pm I laid on my sofa, set my cell phone to ring at 2:20 and took at twenty minute nap because my ass was toast.
Tonight I will get home a drop dead on my bed. The mess in my house from me running in and out, changing from these clothes to those clothes on the fly, feeding the animals on the fly, and showering in a rush will all have to wait until sometime tomorrow after I wake up sometime after noon! Hahahahahaha
So how was your week!
I swear I will catch up with everyone ... but this is what had me scarce this week!