This isn't a complaint, but I have discovered that steamy sex on a 90 degree day is very difficult. The only time I'm glad I'm light headed following sex is if I have orgasmed. I don't like almost fainting because of high humidity levels.
Perhaps this information is of use to you.
Good day.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Ten Year Reunion
Tomorrow evening i have my class reunion. Ten years. I'm wondering if we are all thinking the same thing...
"Time goes so quickly"
"Have I really done anything in the past ten years??"
"I hope that fill-in-the-blank doesn't show up!"
"I hope that fill-in-the-blank DOES show up and they are exactly the same person!"
"I wonder if I'm thinner than her now..."
"I wonder if they ever went to rehab..."
"I hope everyone thinks I'm happy and successful."
These have been a few thoughts, and there are plenty more (some even snobbier than you could imagine, others just a bit sad, and others that would be considered typical of me).
All our lives we watch movies, shows, and read stories about Reunions. I don't feel nearly the amount of pressure that has been demonstrated in certain shows, but there's something...it's giddiness, but also nervousness. Maybe I'm nervous for the people who are nervous. I actually do not feel at all like it's a competition. I'm quite happy with my life, myself, and my expectations for myself. I don't think I'm much different from High School Girl, except for my hair. It's much darker and straighter.
I feel sad for those classmates who aren't going because they don't feel they've accomplished enough. Seriously? We have ALL f*cked up in some way since high school, some in the past, some currently, and some are on their way to more extreme f*ck ups. It's ok! That's exactly why we need to get together and see that we've survived! It's very encouraging to me, actually.
"Time goes so quickly"
"Have I really done anything in the past ten years??"
"I hope that fill-in-the-blank doesn't show up!"
"I hope that fill-in-the-blank DOES show up and they are exactly the same person!"
"I wonder if I'm thinner than her now..."
"I wonder if they ever went to rehab..."
"I hope everyone thinks I'm happy and successful."
These have been a few thoughts, and there are plenty more (some even snobbier than you could imagine, others just a bit sad, and others that would be considered typical of me).
All our lives we watch movies, shows, and read stories about Reunions. I don't feel nearly the amount of pressure that has been demonstrated in certain shows, but there's something...it's giddiness, but also nervousness. Maybe I'm nervous for the people who are nervous. I actually do not feel at all like it's a competition. I'm quite happy with my life, myself, and my expectations for myself. I don't think I'm much different from High School Girl, except for my hair. It's much darker and straighter.
I feel sad for those classmates who aren't going because they don't feel they've accomplished enough. Seriously? We have ALL f*cked up in some way since high school, some in the past, some currently, and some are on their way to more extreme f*ck ups. It's ok! That's exactly why we need to get together and see that we've survived! It's very encouraging to me, actually.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Giddy
I'm going to Montreal tomorrow. This will be my first time out of the US of A. I like seeing new people, spending time with known people, and realizing that we are all just People.
I also like to eat when on vacation. Yum.
The sun is out, it's in the 70s, my hair looks good today (it really does!), and I'm about to leave work for a week!!!
I also like to eat when on vacation. Yum.
The sun is out, it's in the 70s, my hair looks good today (it really does!), and I'm about to leave work for a week!!!
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
The Younger One
Today, on my ride into work, I rode past three kids who were wating for their bus. I heard the older of the three yell "Stinky? Stinky? Come on, Stinky!" I looked over, even though I knew it wasn't directed at me (credit would need to be given to the kid had he voiced such a blatantly accurate observation), and saw the youngest kid slinking away.
I looked away as fast as I could so he wouldn't think I was going to carrying the story with me all the way into work and then blog about it.
I looked away as fast as I could so he wouldn't think I was going to carrying the story with me all the way into work and then blog about it.
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Ten Things I am Ok with
1. a can of Diet Coke a day (or even two)
2. the decision to smoke weed again (im not the self medicating teen from years ago:))
3. nudity
4. dirty dishes in the sink
5. crying
6. being unsure about god
7. questions about having kids
8. wearing jeans many times before washing them
9. leftovers
10. skinny jeans
2. the decision to smoke weed again (im not the self medicating teen from years ago:))
3. nudity
4. dirty dishes in the sink
5. crying
6. being unsure about god
7. questions about having kids
8. wearing jeans many times before washing them
9. leftovers
10. skinny jeans
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Spring brings Truth
walking in sunshine and padding beneath
our feet
we want to talk about what is real not
necessarily good but at least
real
the air doesn't hurt to breath in and we choose to not
wear layers of material and we choose
we try
to remove the others
our feet
we want to talk about what is real not
necessarily good but at least
real
the air doesn't hurt to breath in and we choose to not
wear layers of material and we choose
we try
to remove the others
Friday, January 4, 2008
Aggie
A week ago today my aunt Aggie died. It was a complete shock to everyone; she was only 68, very healthy, and I had just seen her a couple weeks earlier. My parents and some other family saw her the night before she died. Of course, this is what you do, we all had to go over the "last time we saw her". Had I not seen her so recently, I'd still be shocked by her death. She had a heart attack, but hadn't known she had any heart problems.
Aggie lived at a retreat center/farm in MN where she did massage, energy healing, and was a nun. Her wake was Wednesday evening and I enjoyed looking at the pictures of her working in Nicaragua, Venezuela, and at the retreat center. She had a deep, profound connection to the earth and to people. She was an activist, a feminist, and a positive picture of Catholicism. She truly served people with humility, humor, and respect.
I was telling a friend about her after the wake and something that I realized was how comforted I felt by her being so spiritually grounded. Aggie, being who she was, wouldn't have viewed her death as being unfair. She probably thought "Oh, now? Really? Alright then, let's get going...". I might just want to believe this for my own benefit, but I really feel she will move on to the next mission in her life with ease.
Aggie lived at a retreat center/farm in MN where she did massage, energy healing, and was a nun. Her wake was Wednesday evening and I enjoyed looking at the pictures of her working in Nicaragua, Venezuela, and at the retreat center. She had a deep, profound connection to the earth and to people. She was an activist, a feminist, and a positive picture of Catholicism. She truly served people with humility, humor, and respect.
I was telling a friend about her after the wake and something that I realized was how comforted I felt by her being so spiritually grounded. Aggie, being who she was, wouldn't have viewed her death as being unfair. She probably thought "Oh, now? Really? Alright then, let's get going...". I might just want to believe this for my own benefit, but I really feel she will move on to the next mission in her life with ease.
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