Adam....Adam...Adam....Duuuuude! I don't know about you now. Which kind of makes me sad. Danny Cokey has my heart. Anoop is a close second with Allison. *sigh* OK, country ain't your thang...but really? Ring of Fire sung like a dying cat? Not so much. Poor Mr. Cash is turning in his grave. And let's talk about your make-up - or more accurately - spackle. Blech. And just cut to the point - have sex with the mic stand on the stage. Though if that is your foreplay....lordie!
I have to ask one of my 2 loyal readers...Willow...when you watch this...do you see a Trent Resner/NiN type of artist like Randy said? Am I missing something? Please enlighten me.
now discuss....
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
QoTD
"We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are." - Anais Nin (1903-1977)
I like this quote. I like the images it gives me of who I am. Usually I see the positive in things, I see the richness of colors, the nuances of shapes and how it relates to my world and how I am feeling in the moment. I relish in my interactions with people and the landscape of learning and love that I have on a daily basis with my children.
But this quote, this truth, also scares me. Because sometimes I see things darkly. I get sad, I can be pessimistic. It does not last long (not any more). This truth reminds me of who I want to be and how to live that life. The scary scary thing though is what I witness of some people's perceptions - what that makes them. It makes my stomach turn thinking of how it may also linger upon the light that grows within Mo & Pickle. Today I experienced how very 'off' some people's perceptions are and how deep the poison they feed upon may run in their blood. THAT scares me.
Nothing I can do about it though but have hope in who I am and trust that my truths are the right ones in the long run.
Or one can simply say...some people are whacked and need a good beeyotch slap upside the head.
Right Faith? ;-)
I like this quote. I like the images it gives me of who I am. Usually I see the positive in things, I see the richness of colors, the nuances of shapes and how it relates to my world and how I am feeling in the moment. I relish in my interactions with people and the landscape of learning and love that I have on a daily basis with my children.
But this quote, this truth, also scares me. Because sometimes I see things darkly. I get sad, I can be pessimistic. It does not last long (not any more). This truth reminds me of who I want to be and how to live that life. The scary scary thing though is what I witness of some people's perceptions - what that makes them. It makes my stomach turn thinking of how it may also linger upon the light that grows within Mo & Pickle. Today I experienced how very 'off' some people's perceptions are and how deep the poison they feed upon may run in their blood. THAT scares me.
Nothing I can do about it though but have hope in who I am and trust that my truths are the right ones in the long run.
Or one can simply say...some people are whacked and need a good beeyotch slap upside the head.
Right Faith? ;-)
Monday, March 16, 2009
From the mouths of babes
"Mommy, you worry too much." ~ 'Mo', 2009 - age 8
The boy is catching on and calling me on it. I worry too much. About wearing a jacket, wearing socks around the house so they do not catch a cold, walking off the ledge, staying close in the mall, eat a fruit or veggie with every meal, etc. Gosh, if he only knew of the bigger things I worry about! My job, balancing my job with the kids, balancing the kids, job and BooBoo, dealing with Mo's dad, paying off bills, trying to get in shape, staying connected with friends, making sure Mo & Pickle are strong and confident and good people, serving my God, burying the past, how I look, how do people perceive me, making sure the correct color is used at all times for my company logo, checking that all fonts match the style guide, staying on budget, not driving off the road from sleep deprivation, making sure all of my friends and family know that I love them, my parents, my sister, dealing with their dad (yes I know I said that twice), cleaning the house, grocery shopping, laundry, yard work, getting enough sleep, car maintenance ...
Yep, Mo knows me...I worry way too much.
The boy is catching on and calling me on it. I worry too much. About wearing a jacket, wearing socks around the house so they do not catch a cold, walking off the ledge, staying close in the mall, eat a fruit or veggie with every meal, etc. Gosh, if he only knew of the bigger things I worry about! My job, balancing my job with the kids, balancing the kids, job and BooBoo, dealing with Mo's dad, paying off bills, trying to get in shape, staying connected with friends, making sure Mo & Pickle are strong and confident and good people, serving my God, burying the past, how I look, how do people perceive me, making sure the correct color is used at all times for my company logo, checking that all fonts match the style guide, staying on budget, not driving off the road from sleep deprivation, making sure all of my friends and family know that I love them, my parents, my sister, dealing with their dad (yes I know I said that twice), cleaning the house, grocery shopping, laundry, yard work, getting enough sleep, car maintenance ...
Yep, Mo knows me...I worry way too much.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
American Idol
OK, I admit it. I am hooked into this season. I have been watching from day 1 for the first time. I think that there are a couple of gems, but so far my favorite is Adam Lambert. I finally put my finger on why I like him so much. He reminds me of Simon Lebon from Duran Duran. Oh yeah baby...the goold old days of D2. *deep cleansing breaths*
See for yourself....
Now, I am not sure if he will go all the way. But it will be a fun ride I think. I have a couple of others I like, so we shall see. Anoop and Jorge need to go though. :P
See for yourself....
Now, I am not sure if he will go all the way. But it will be a fun ride I think. I have a couple of others I like, so we shall see. Anoop and Jorge need to go though. :P
Eat, Pray, Love
I am presently reading a fantastic book by Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love. These are tenants that I try to live my life by and I feel as if this woman somehow stepped into my shoes of the past 5 or so years and shared the journey with me. Her path to healing allowed her to spend a year traveling to Italy, India & Indonesia. My journey has not been so grand, but I did go to Atlantic City, Old Orchard Beach & Disney World. That counts for something ;)
I will have more to say about this book on a whole once I am complete, but one, of many, bits I have highlighted is as follows- I love it!
Dal centro della mia vita venne una grande fontana...
"From the center of my life, there came great fountain..."
I will have more to say about this book on a whole once I am complete, but one, of many, bits I have highlighted is as follows- I love it!
Dal centro della mia vita venne una grande fontana...
"From the center of my life, there came great fountain..."
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Coffee
"Actually, this seems to be the basic need of the human heart in nearly every great crisis - a good hot cup of coffee." ~ Alexander King
Ever notice how coffee never tastes as good out of a to-go cup with a plastic, toddler like sippy cup lid than when it is from your favorite mug? I think this says something about society on a whole...we are always so busy and rushing and on the go - but when we can slow down and savor the sweet aromas that are life, the healing warmth and richness it all tastes better.
That is my deep thought for the day.
Ever notice how coffee never tastes as good out of a to-go cup with a plastic, toddler like sippy cup lid than when it is from your favorite mug? I think this says something about society on a whole...we are always so busy and rushing and on the go - but when we can slow down and savor the sweet aromas that are life, the healing warmth and richness it all tastes better.
That is my deep thought for the day.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Lots of big blue hoo hoo's
Well, well, well....this was a weekend of communication. Who woulda thunk that being honest and open would work so well, even when it is about the ugliest and most painful parts of ourselves. BooBoo (fromerly known as BB, but BooBoo is a much better nickname in the yogi bear and constant woundings sense) is quite an amazing man and I really have to stop under-estimating his love and friendship for me. We talked about some things this weekend that needed talking about and in the past I would have just shoved them somewhere to poison me at a later date. So THIS is what a functional relationship is?!!! ah hah! I am starting to catch on.... In all seriousness I am very blessed. (yet again)
Now what is this about big blue hoo hoo's? We went to see Watchmen this weekend. I must preface this, I did not read the book. But I would like to now because for me the movie was...meh. There were some spots of good and almost great, but I found it overshadowed by gratuitous gore, sex and in more your face gore. To me it felt like some elements of the film were thrown in to please producers or a focus group. Elements of the story that actually looked very interesting to me were lost in those directorial mis-steps, imho. I do want to read it now and understand the mythos, maybe then I will understand the choices better. One character - Warshek (sp?) was fantastic - everything about him I loved. So they did great there and I applaud that character and what he brought to the story. *clapping here* We did see a lot of big blue hoo hoo (which is the technical term for penis...It is! go look it up for yourself!) Dr. Manhattan, you cheeky monkey you! I was glad to see him wear a cup/thong/diaper in the field of battle however. I would have been uncomfortable watching otherwise I think. *shiver*
Spring is sprunging. Woot! But I hear tale of a wintry mix of a storm tomorrow. Poo I say! But BooBoo and I are dreaming of our little garden in the backyard anyways and decided on mulch in the front as opposed to stone.
Oh! That reminds me! I need to get bunny ears for the foo lion....Easter is on its way after all. Naturally, pictures will be posted.
So how was your weekend? Any big blue hoo hoo's?
Now what is this about big blue hoo hoo's? We went to see Watchmen this weekend. I must preface this, I did not read the book. But I would like to now because for me the movie was...meh. There were some spots of good and almost great, but I found it overshadowed by gratuitous gore, sex and in more your face gore. To me it felt like some elements of the film were thrown in to please producers or a focus group. Elements of the story that actually looked very interesting to me were lost in those directorial mis-steps, imho. I do want to read it now and understand the mythos, maybe then I will understand the choices better. One character - Warshek (sp?) was fantastic - everything about him I loved. So they did great there and I applaud that character and what he brought to the story. *clapping here* We did see a lot of big blue hoo hoo (which is the technical term for penis...It is! go look it up for yourself!) Dr. Manhattan, you cheeky monkey you! I was glad to see him wear a cup/thong/diaper in the field of battle however. I would have been uncomfortable watching otherwise I think. *shiver*
Spring is sprunging. Woot! But I hear tale of a wintry mix of a storm tomorrow. Poo I say! But BooBoo and I are dreaming of our little garden in the backyard anyways and decided on mulch in the front as opposed to stone.
Oh! That reminds me! I need to get bunny ears for the foo lion....Easter is on its way after all. Naturally, pictures will be posted.
So how was your weekend? Any big blue hoo hoo's?
Friday, March 6, 2009
QoTD
"I'm not upset that you lied to me. I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you." ~ Friedrich Nietsche
This quote sits quite perfectly with some things I have been thinking on and feeling as of late. I really dislike this feeling of not being sure, not having blind faith, always having that question wondering if something is being kept from me. I feel a bit paranoid, and truthfully paranoid does not look pretty on me. (truly it does not).
But how to move on...that is the pickle. Sure, open communication and asking the questions - that is an easy route. Gets straight to the issue and may very well relieve any and all concerns. But how do I open that discourse without seeming like a baffoon? An untrusting shrew? And is there anything so wrong with being untrusting when you have evidence in the past that does indeed make you the littles untrusting?
hmmm....I'll let you know how it works out....
This quote sits quite perfectly with some things I have been thinking on and feeling as of late. I really dislike this feeling of not being sure, not having blind faith, always having that question wondering if something is being kept from me. I feel a bit paranoid, and truthfully paranoid does not look pretty on me. (truly it does not).
But how to move on...that is the pickle. Sure, open communication and asking the questions - that is an easy route. Gets straight to the issue and may very well relieve any and all concerns. But how do I open that discourse without seeming like a baffoon? An untrusting shrew? And is there anything so wrong with being untrusting when you have evidence in the past that does indeed make you the littles untrusting?
hmmm....I'll let you know how it works out....
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Choices
"Life is a sum of all your choices." - Albert Camus
I have been thinking a lot lately about choices I have had to make in my life in the past 5 years. Amazing, 5 years. Not all of these choices were good, not all of the choices were presented to me by my free will and the consequence of some of these choices have not been the most splendid, while others have proven to be splendid indeed. But choices were made and my life is on this path. I am trying to not dwell in the 'what if's' but my mind is caught, at times, in the events that brought those decisions to my doorstep, so yes, I guess I am pondering the what if's. What if I stepped left when I should have stepped right? What if I left 5 minutes earlier? What if I was braver? What would today, this moment be like if I said 'yes I am'?
Amongst all of the what if's, which are not very productive at all, let's be honest here, one question - who does all of this make me now?
THAT is my question that I have no immediate answer for. Perhaps I am afraid of the answer, of being that person. Perhaps I am just scared of the new, of the empowerment it would give me. Sometimes it is easier to just be even if that place you are being is grey and shallow as opposed to a deep brilliant blue.
I do know that all of these choices are mine, and mind alone. Who that makes me will be the process I do not see an end to. But all good things are long term growth processes are they not? That hope keeps me going.
I have been thinking a lot lately about choices I have had to make in my life in the past 5 years. Amazing, 5 years. Not all of these choices were good, not all of the choices were presented to me by my free will and the consequence of some of these choices have not been the most splendid, while others have proven to be splendid indeed. But choices were made and my life is on this path. I am trying to not dwell in the 'what if's' but my mind is caught, at times, in the events that brought those decisions to my doorstep, so yes, I guess I am pondering the what if's. What if I stepped left when I should have stepped right? What if I left 5 minutes earlier? What if I was braver? What would today, this moment be like if I said 'yes I am'?
Amongst all of the what if's, which are not very productive at all, let's be honest here, one question - who does all of this make me now?
THAT is my question that I have no immediate answer for. Perhaps I am afraid of the answer, of being that person. Perhaps I am just scared of the new, of the empowerment it would give me. Sometimes it is easier to just be even if that place you are being is grey and shallow as opposed to a deep brilliant blue.
I do know that all of these choices are mine, and mind alone. Who that makes me will be the process I do not see an end to. But all good things are long term growth processes are they not? That hope keeps me going.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Happiness is...
New pets!
A parakeet named 'Party' with bright yellow & green feathers.
A lop eared bunny named PJ Funny Bunny
(from the book Honey Bunny Funny Bunny)
And a Star Wars themed fundraiser event that garnered over $3,000 for a friend in need. Of course the kids dressed up! Pickle won best costume as Queen Amadal. Sadly I did not get a full costume shot (bad mommy!) But I did get a shot of her asleep in the car. And yes, that is a Dale the chipmunk hat on her head...
And his dark side lordship....Battle Damaged Darth Vader...
I now leave you with this challenge...can you spot the bird? Or are they all bionicles?...hmmm...
A parakeet named 'Party' with bright yellow & green feathers.
A lop eared bunny named PJ Funny Bunny
(from the book Honey Bunny Funny Bunny)
And a Star Wars themed fundraiser event that garnered over $3,000 for a friend in need. Of course the kids dressed up! Pickle won best costume as Queen Amadal. Sadly I did not get a full costume shot (bad mommy!) But I did get a shot of her asleep in the car. And yes, that is a Dale the chipmunk hat on her head...
And his dark side lordship....Battle Damaged Darth Vader...
I now leave you with this challenge...can you spot the bird? Or are they all bionicles?...hmmm...
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Dream a little dream - II
Gisele Bundchen was in my dream last night. I congratulated her on her recent nuptials to Tom Brady.
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