Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass but how to dance in the rain.
~not sure who wrote this but I love it!~

Further on the same theme...

How old am I?! As stated in my last post, I had my birthday this weekend! It was wonderful, lots of love and attention - what I crave the most! A fabulous friend at work surprised me with a balloon bouquet - six brightly colored helium balloons! Brightened my office and put a grin on my face. Near the end of the day, I convinced another co-worker of mine to partake in a little helium before we left for the weekend! We split three balloons, sucked back the helium and giggled till we almost peed our pants! I brought the other balloons home to brighten up my office/craft room. I noticed them tonight, five days after my friend surprised me with them and they were still floating - not as high as they were on Friday but still floating. I figured I couldn't waste them so I marched down to Bruce's desk and had some fun! Well, I think I had more fun than he did but nonetheless the two of us were laughing pretty hard as I serenaded him with my chipmunk voice! Seriously, don't let a birthday make you feel older, just look a little harder for the things that bring your inner kid out!

How Old Am I?

I'm not that young anymore and I'm actually coming up on my birthday this weekend so not getting any younger! I'm the baby of my family and I used to be the youngest at work for quite some time. Well that has definately changed. Not being the youngest in my family, that hasn't changed. C'mon, my parents are 78 - give them a break! Today I felt like a child again. Nothing brings you back in time like getting reprimanded. Reprimanded for something I have yet to do, a reprimand in advance, a reprimand for good keeping??? Whatever you want to call it, I got told! Funny how it's different when it's not coming from your parent. Totally different reaction to it. If it was my dad, I'd be shaking, fighting back tears, shrinking down in my chair. When there's no blood relation and, in fact, no reason for a reprimand, the hair on the back of my neck stands up, my ears perk up and I automatically go on the defence. Perhaps it's an early birthday gift, a time to feel young again even if it didn't involve sprinklers and hoola hoops. But c'mon, how old am I?

Control

Sometimes I can't shut myself up. I mean my inside self - you know the one that talks you in or out of things, the one that has non-stop commentary on almost everything you come across, the one that comes up with the most ridiculous thoughts that if you shared them with other people they may start to question your sanity. Yeah, I can't shut me up! Since I've been so busy chatting, I thought I'd try to summarize all the blabbing and gibberish that's been a steady stream in my head these days. One word - control. Yup, it takes someone pretty special to make hours of conversation out of the word 'control'. But I did it. Pretty much what I've come to realize is that I want control. There are tons of things in the world, in my world, that I have no control over and sometimes the outcomes are pleasant but sometimes the outcomes suck and they suck bad! So the chit chatter in my head is telling me to smarten up, forget about the things you can't control - give up trying to. There are things I do have control over so why not take it?! Why let those things that can totally suck get the better of me, don't let everything else go down the drain with them! Start small - I mean small. I stopped biting my nails - I have control over that now! I've started exercising again - there are so many people out there that can't run or lift weights - I can. It'd be a shame not to use the power I have when those people wish they could have that same power but they don't have control because of illness or an accident. I took control over the clutter in my kitchen this past weekend and let me tell you I feel fantastic about that! Small steps to taking back the control. Sure sometimes you have to let yourself wallow in self-pity but don't stay there, it will eat you alive. Show the world who's boss! Next - menu planning!

Talk About Cute!

I was looking through some old photos and I just have to share this one with you guys!


Isn't that the most adorable puppy photo ever?! I can't believe my baby's already nine!

So Tired...

I suck at blogging. Perhaps it'll be easier when my spirits pick up, when it warms up, when it stops raining and snowing for Pete's sake! Maybe when I redesign my craft room I'll have a renewed interest in sharing meaningless thoughts with you! No, their not meaningless, obviously they mean something if I've thought them. I'm just so tired. I think too much. I worry too much. It's like I can't turn my brain off (keep that to yourself smart a**)! It's almost like being at the edge of spring is like starting a new year and making resolutions - I'm going to get organized, I'm going to eat healthier, I'm going to menu plan...it's just that spring is so slow getting here! Do you dare pack away the warmer clothes? I'm just so tired.

There are only so many tomorrows. ~Pope Paul IV~

You've probably noticed I write alot about finding happiness, living a meaningful life, being a better person. I scour websites and blogs looking for guidelines and the secret to finding/living a great life. Tonight I Googled 'living life in a month' and stumbled across a book on Amazon.ca called, "One Month to Live" by Kerry and Chris Shook. All this time I've been reading self improvement blogs looking for inspiration and I found it in a book about living life in a month. "Our lives are reduced to two dates and a little dash between. We don't get to decide the dates on our gravestone but we do get to decide how we use our dash." That thought stopped me dead in my tracks. My dash is pretty empty to this point. I shouldn't say empty, I have my quirky family, my incredible husband whom I can't imagine life without, my friends who are there every step of the way for me but I haven't lived much of my dash yet and I think I better get on that!

Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives. ~Alan Sachs~