Embrace your Inner Wild Chick

I read it's a Chick Thing.  Now I'm working on reading all of the suggested readings, watching the suggested movies, and listening to the suggested songs.  Now if only I could actually do some of these activities ....but due to my job, not a good idea!

I miss the old times when you could be a person and not just a job.
I miss the old me, who didn't give a damn and did it all anyway!

Addictive Personality!

I recognized, at a very early age, that I have an addictive personality.  That's why I've never tried smoking, don't do drugs, and rarely drink.  However, I own more books than a library and I've read them all multiple times.  I also visit the library a lot.  I truly read at least one book a day.  Even when that inner voice is shouting, 'put the book down and clean your house or put the book down and pay attention to your family' I can't seem to stop.  Now it's 6:30 a.m. and I'm supposed to be getting ready for work, but I'm sooo tired.  Why did I stay up most of the night reading?  Why can't I recognize that the book will still be there tomorrow?  Why do I keep doing this?

My Favorite Body Part

I read a magazine article today about appreciating your own body.  You were supposed to think of a body part that you really liked and tell why.  I really appreciate the functionality of my body.....but I would like my body parts to be more attractive.  If I had to pick one part, I guess I'd say my lips.  They've got good color, I don't ever need lipstick.  They're shaped well too...although I enjoy seeing them on my daughter's young face more (she inheirited them).  I guess a good goal for me is to get in shape enough to actually like an additional part.  Now if only I could get motivated...

Playing Basketball in the Rain!

Don't you hate it when old friends aren't friends anymore, and you really don't know why?  How come the memories you share of growing up together aren't enough to make whatever problem there is between you fade away? 

Whenever it rains that warm kind of rain that makes you want to go outside, I remember being sixteen and playing basketball in the rain with my sister, my friend, and of course, a bunch of hot guys. I remember the intoxicating freedom of going places in her car even though she didn't have a license.  Dancing at the Red Caboose, listening to Neil Young at the Cortland Street Fair.....the tight jeans we passed around and had to use pliers to zip!

Today, it's snowing and not raining, so why am I thinking about this?  I guess because everyone needs the "I've seen you with braces and bell-bottoms" friend...and I miss her.  I miss knowing the kind of friend she'd be as an adult....since somewhere in college and in our twenties it faded away. 

Old friend, if you read this....

Bees, killer or otherwise!

I seriously believe in karma!  I try to think good thoughts about people, so karma can't turn around and bite me in the butt!  However, I've become good at thinking positive thoughts with just a little twist.  For example, a co-worker said she wished that the boss would get totally stung by bees.  I told her that Curses like Chickens come home to roost, instead she can hope that he gets a great new job.....conveniently located by bees!

What's my problem?

I really want to spend some time scrapbooking.  A part of my brain thinks about it almost constantly.  I've got several journals that are filled with ideas for scrapbooking....with the journaling parts all finished.  All I've got to do is sit down and make the pages!  Yet when I actually have a second to myself, do I scrapbook?  Nooooo.  I clean, or catch up on work, or get on the web.  What is my problem?  Steven Miller gave me homework.  He says I need to make five pages by Friday.  I'm going to do it too!  Tonight...at least one page.  The responsibilities are going to have to wait!