fly fly away

Some people hate to fly. Their fear of it completely overcomes them. Which is funny because we all know that it is far more dangerous to get in your car every day and face the perils of the open road than to get into a perfectly safe airplane. Show of hands - who has been in a car accident? Now, show of hands - who has been in a plane crash? Yeah, that's what I thought.

I am not scared to fly. I enjoy the whole process. Primarily because it means that I actually have someplace to go. Which unfortunately is too rare of an occurance. The airport is the perfect place to people watch. Have you ever seen the movie Love Actually? They're right. If you ever want to see love in its purest form, sit in an airport an observe for awhile.

Fear is a powerful feeling. It can take over and affect rational judgement. We sometimes don't allow ourselves to do something based on unreasonable fears. There is so much out there that we are missing out on because we are too afraid of the consequences. I don't mean to say that we should be ignoring our instincts. You have to make good decisions everyday that are in the best interest of yourself and your family. It's just that sometimes life can be so limiting. But I truly believe that it doesn't have to be that way. Don't allow your fears to stand in your way. Live while you're living. You will never get a second chance.

missing you

What shall I do with all the days and hours
That must be counted ere I see thy face?
How shall I charm the interval that lowers
Between this time and that sweet time of grace?
~Frances Anne Kemble

I am not good at missing you. It's just not my thing. I am inpatient and I like to get my own way. When I am missing you I am not getting what I want. And there is nothing that I want more than you.

Time is my enemy. Mostly it moves too fast as though I am on a carousel that is spinning out of control and I just want it to stop. Other times it is moving so slowly that I become painfully aware of every passing moment. I never seem to find the precious comfort of the happy medium in between.

Right now I am helplessly watching the seconds tick by slowly... slowly... slowly...
One by one until I am not sure whether to scream in frustration or cry at the pain of it all.

The reason it hurts so much to be apart is because our souls are joined. I have never been more cognizant of this connection as I am now.

Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
~William Cowper

a love/hate relationship

Things I Love:
-laughing
-a really good song, blaring from the stereo
-people who go with the flow
-babies
-warm sunny afternoons in the fall
-camping
-a man in uniform
-a sucks-you-in, can't-put-it-down, page-turning book
-butter brickle ice cream
-hugs
-friends who know just what you need without you having to tell them
-picnics
-warm chocolate chip cookies
-email
-the way it smells right before it rains
-love
-success

Things I Hate:
-lightening
-public restrooms
-being excluded
-extreme weather, hot or cold
-saying goodbye
-uncertainty
-bad hair days
-not enough time in the day
-missing the ones I love
-bugs
-waiting
-people who withhold the truth, and don't know that they are LYING
-lack of control
-polka
-burned dinner
-the dark
-failure

christmas is coming

I hate to be the one to say it, but Christmas is coming.
(...the goose is getting fat. Please put a penny in the old man's hat....)

Yeah that's right, I said it. And you know it's true, if not then you are in denial. To be honest, Christmas is my favorite time of year. I love everything about it - the decorating, the cards, spending time with friends and family, the smells, the cookies, the music, the mania...
I love it all.

Where are you with your Christmas shopping?

Most of the time if I see something that suits someone I will buy it, regardless of when, and tuck it away to give to them later. I already have stuff for DH (my darling hubby for those new to my acronyms), my sisters, and for the kids. And then when the time for gift giving rolls around I have forgotten all about it. Or, every time I see something I will buy it, and then when it comes time to wrap gifts I will have five of the same thing. (Hey, if it was a good idea once, it was a good idea five times!) One year it was hair accessories. When I finally got everything together I had literally a pile of barettes, headbands, clips, etc. It was ridiculous! I must have bought them everytime I walked into a store. My DDs (dear daughters) only have one head apiece. I'm not sure how many different barette choices little girls need. Certainly not that many!

Generally speaking though, by Black Friday (the day after Thanksgiving) I am mostly filling in the gaps in my list and will have almost all of my Christmas shopping done by the end of that weekend.

I am not sure how I always manage to be so organized and so unorganized at the same time.

I already can't remember where I tucked the stuff for my sisters. I'm sure it will turn up.

coffee

I decided to treat myself to Starbucks today. This is the same place that I would refuse to enter not so long ago because I found the whole ordering process so daunting. (BTW, thanks Beth for showing me the ropes!) And all I ever really wanted anyways was a cup of caffeine to get the day moving which was easy, cheap, and not embarrassing to order at the good ol' Dunkin Donuts that can be found on every corner.

It wasn't until after I had ordered my "grande nonfat toffee nut latte" today that I realized that I had become one of those dreaded Starbucks people that I despised. Ugh.

But boy was it tasty!

welcome

Well here I am, jumping on the bandwagon. I am such a failure at keeping in touch with folks that a blog just seems like a good idea for me at this point. Feel free to check in often, and if things work out the way they should there should be something new and exciting here for you to read. Or not. Who knows? That's just the way it is with me.