A little Movie Quote fun for the holiday.
1. If our lord wasn't testing us, how would you account for the proliferation, these days, of this obscene rock and roll music, with its gospel of easy sexuality and relaxed morality?
2. My brother and I used to say that drownin' in beer was like heaven, eh? Now he's not here, and I've got two soakers... this isn't heaven, this sucks.
3. Oh, yes, as a matter of fact it is. We're supposed to do the show in two days, you won't show me the lift, I'm not sure of the turns I'm doing all this to save your ass when what I really want to do is drop you on it.
4. Strange things are afoot at the Circle-K.
5. One thing about living in Santa Carla I never could stomach, all the d*** vampires.
6. Two brothers... One speaks no English, the other learned English from watch "The Wide World of Sports." So you tell me... Which is better, speaking no English at all, or speaking Howard Cosell?
7. When it comes down to making out, whenever possible, put on side one of Led Zeppelin IV.
8. May I have ten thousand marbles, please?
9. That'll never be me, that'll never be me. That'll never be, never be me. NO... NO, NEVER, NEVER, EVER. And don't you EVER THINK IT.
10. [singing] Some women are drippin' with diamonds / Some women are drippin' with pearls / Lucky me, lucky me, look at what I'm drippin' with / Little girls
11. Donger's here for five hours, and he's got somebody. I live here my whole life, and I'm like a disease.
12. I tried to think of the most harmless thing. Something I loved from my childhood. Something that could never ever possibly destroy us.
13. You want me to go all the way up there, to a Yankee school, just so I can come over every weekend and practice "free love" with you?
14. I'm about as flamboyant as a bagel.
15. He'll keep calling me, he'll keep calling me until I come over. He'll make me feel guilty. This is uh... This is ridiculous, ok I'll go, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go. What - I'LL GO.
16. You see? That's the sort of crap people are always trying to lay on me. It's not my fault you wouldn't play catch with your father.
17. Heather, my love, there's a new sheriff in town.
18. C-C-C-C-C-C-C
19. This? Why, I can make a hat or a brooch or a pterodactyl...
20. Prepare ship for ludicrous speed! Fasten all seatbelts, seal all entrances and exits, close all shops in the mall, cancel the three ring circus, secure all animals in the zoo!
21. Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe?
22. Men are rats. Listen to me, they're fleas on rats. Worse than that, they're amoebas on fleas on rats.
23. Husbands should be like Klenex--soft, strong, and disposable.
24. [I] still live with my parents, which I admit is both bogus and sad.
25. You break my heart. Then again, you break everyone's heart.
HAPPY EASTER (to all who celebrate it)!!! And HAPPY SPRING BREAK MONDAY AND TUESDAY TO ME!!!!! :)
Friday, March 25, 2005
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
Michael Schiavo said he was outraged that lawmakers and the president intervened in a private matter. “When Terri’s wishes are carried out, it will be her wish. She will be at peace. She will be with the Lord,” he said on CNN’s “Larry King Live” late Monday.
And frankly, so am I. I understand the parents made this a judicial issue when they brought the case to court, but a Federal one? So much so, President Bush was awoke from sleep to sing an emergency bill to push it to that level? And, have they really though through the ramifications of their actions on the future? It causes me to once again question my political affiliation. Unfortunately, I feel I am in the lesser of two evils. Ever since the election results have come in, I feel President Bush is pushing more and more for using the government to enforce his morals and beliefs. However, I do not feel his beliefs or morals reflect the views of the country or are necessarily for the good of the country. I feel as President, you often times have to go against your personal beliefs and values to do what is best for the country and the people you represent and govern. “But in a written statement, Bush promised to “stand on the side of those defending life for all Americans, including those with disabilities.” I shudder to think what is next.
Doctors have already said there is no hope of recovery. While I know it is difficult for parents to grasp, sometimes facing reality needs to be done. Especially when you consider the money our country is spending on this one case. Besides the numerous court cases and appeals, there’s the Medicare and Medicaid money being spent to keep this woman alive.
Before you claim I’m a completely callous individual worrying about money when a life is at stake, consider the story my dad relayed to me this morning. When my grandfather was dying, it came time for my dad to tell the doctor to remove the feeding tube. My grandfather had a living will, so his wishes were very clear. My grandfather had Alzheimer’s, but had made sure his wishes were recorded well in advance of that. When my dad spoke with the doctor, the doctor became belligerent with my father, emphasizing over and over again that my grandfather would die without the feeding tube. My father had been through a lot with my grandfather, placing him in a nursing home when he didn’t want to and now being made to feel guilty by a doctor for carrying out my grandfather’s wishes. A friend of our family (Jill and her daughter played soccer together) was a nurse in the hospital at the time. When my dad came out, obviously distraught, he asked her opinion on the struggle between doing what my grandfather wanted and the guilt laid upon him by the doctor. “Is your father going to get up and dance out of here? Is his condition going to get better or just prolonged by feeding him?” The question was a valid one.
I have to say I find it ironic that all the controversy surrounding this woman is over a feeding tube, when an eating disorder is what caused the stroke to begin with.
And frankly, so am I. I understand the parents made this a judicial issue when they brought the case to court, but a Federal one? So much so, President Bush was awoke from sleep to sing an emergency bill to push it to that level? And, have they really though through the ramifications of their actions on the future? It causes me to once again question my political affiliation. Unfortunately, I feel I am in the lesser of two evils. Ever since the election results have come in, I feel President Bush is pushing more and more for using the government to enforce his morals and beliefs. However, I do not feel his beliefs or morals reflect the views of the country or are necessarily for the good of the country. I feel as President, you often times have to go against your personal beliefs and values to do what is best for the country and the people you represent and govern. “But in a written statement, Bush promised to “stand on the side of those defending life for all Americans, including those with disabilities.” I shudder to think what is next.
Doctors have already said there is no hope of recovery. While I know it is difficult for parents to grasp, sometimes facing reality needs to be done. Especially when you consider the money our country is spending on this one case. Besides the numerous court cases and appeals, there’s the Medicare and Medicaid money being spent to keep this woman alive.
Before you claim I’m a completely callous individual worrying about money when a life is at stake, consider the story my dad relayed to me this morning. When my grandfather was dying, it came time for my dad to tell the doctor to remove the feeding tube. My grandfather had a living will, so his wishes were very clear. My grandfather had Alzheimer’s, but had made sure his wishes were recorded well in advance of that. When my dad spoke with the doctor, the doctor became belligerent with my father, emphasizing over and over again that my grandfather would die without the feeding tube. My father had been through a lot with my grandfather, placing him in a nursing home when he didn’t want to and now being made to feel guilty by a doctor for carrying out my grandfather’s wishes. A friend of our family (Jill and her daughter played soccer together) was a nurse in the hospital at the time. When my dad came out, obviously distraught, he asked her opinion on the struggle between doing what my grandfather wanted and the guilt laid upon him by the doctor. “Is your father going to get up and dance out of here? Is his condition going to get better or just prolonged by feeding him?” The question was a valid one.
I have to say I find it ironic that all the controversy surrounding this woman is over a feeding tube, when an eating disorder is what caused the stroke to begin with.
Friday, March 18, 2005
SMART
My dad gave me one dollar bill
'Cause I'm his smartest son,
And I swapped it for two shiny quarters
'Cause two is more than one!
And then I took the quarters
And I traded them to Lou
For three dimes-I guess he don't know
That three is more than two.
Just then, along came old blind Bates
And just 'cause he can't see
He gave me four nickles for my three dimes
And four is more than three!
And I took the nickels to Hiram Coombs
Down at the seed-feed store,
And the fool gave me five pennies for them,
And five is more than four!
And then I went home and showed my dad,
And he got red in the cheeks
And closed his eyes and shook his head-
Too proud of me to speak!
-Shel Silverstein
My dad gave me one dollar bill
'Cause I'm his smartest son,
And I swapped it for two shiny quarters
'Cause two is more than one!
And then I took the quarters
And I traded them to Lou
For three dimes-I guess he don't know
That three is more than two.
Just then, along came old blind Bates
And just 'cause he can't see
He gave me four nickles for my three dimes
And four is more than three!
And I took the nickels to Hiram Coombs
Down at the seed-feed store,
And the fool gave me five pennies for them,
And five is more than four!
And then I went home and showed my dad,
And he got red in the cheeks
And closed his eyes and shook his head-
Too proud of me to speak!
-Shel Silverstein
Thursday, March 17, 2005
Sunday, March 13, 2005
i had a massage and a facial today. wonderful. relaxing. fun day. felt so fru-fru. also keep forgetting i'm not 18. working in a high school will do that to you, i guess. (well, really i feel not a day over 22. 25 tops.)
tried on bathing suits today for my cruise. no idea who the woman in the mirror was. she had very big hips, rolly things on the sides of her thighs and some weird cottage cheese-y skin inching its way to her knees. not the jenn i see in my head on my "thin" feeling days. i think i need a tan. camoflauge the cottage cheese. someone should prepare us for this body change. someone should tell the thin, model/gwyneth paltrow thoughts of myself that i am not a size 4. maybe just a little exercise before the next trying on of bathing suits. maybe a little tan. but mostly, i just wanted to write (ee cummings style) so i could add a new mood! :P
happy "getting closer to spring"! :)
tried on bathing suits today for my cruise. no idea who the woman in the mirror was. she had very big hips, rolly things on the sides of her thighs and some weird cottage cheese-y skin inching its way to her knees. not the jenn i see in my head on my "thin" feeling days. i think i need a tan. camoflauge the cottage cheese. someone should prepare us for this body change. someone should tell the thin, model/gwyneth paltrow thoughts of myself that i am not a size 4. maybe just a little exercise before the next trying on of bathing suits. maybe a little tan. but mostly, i just wanted to write (ee cummings style) so i could add a new mood! :P
happy "getting closer to spring"! :)
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
My friend Karen put these on HER blog for me to answer. I thought you might all enjoy both the questions (very thoughtful and insightful) and the answers.
Jenn:
1. You talk quite a bit on your blog about what other people do that drives you crazy -- understandable, of course, since people are generally unwise. BUT, here's the question -- what about YOU drives you crazy?
Quite a bit actually, but I'll focus on two that bug me often. The first is my inability to let things go. I'd like to be able to let go of things eventually. Especially when I feel I've been wronged. It just sits there and bugs me like a grain of sand in an oyster. I just wish it would lead to pearl...instead of just keeping me awake re-playing it in my mind, or adding tension to my shoulders.
The other thing that bugs me about me is the hysterical way I jump to conclusions or get into arguements. This happens more often than not when I'm tired. I'm easily prone to hysterics in a sleepy state. It happens some too when plans are changed or when too much is going on around me at the same time. I read somewhere people can become noise overloaded and, although it doesn't happen often, it does throw me into hysterics. I often lash out at those I know, whereas if it happens and I'm around people I don't know well I usually just hold it all in and feel as though I'm screaming inside.
2. If you could go back in your life and change one thing that you did, what would it be? Keep in mind, this has to be something completely within your control.
This one is funny because I was just thinking about this last night before I fell asleep. I didn't really come up with any answers though. The ones I did come up with were all the same thing, though different events. I don't know if this is what you were thinking of when you wrote this question, but I'd take more risks. Like saying "yes" to parasailing the first day we were in Marco Island, instead of waiting for a better day and then not getting one. Or throwing caution to the wind and enjoying Mardi Gras, instead of being the "responsible one" (granted, I didn't feel well). Not as many beads as...well...everyone else at Mardi Gras that year! All mine came from the floats. Even emotional ones, like actually taking my prom date up on his offer to dance to my prom song, even though I was so nervous and intimidated to be there with him I didn't want him to stop eating his dinner just to dance with me. Risks...definately.
3. I know that you're a sports fan. What is the best single game you've ever witnessed (preferably but not necessarily live) and why?
Wow! Given that I have such a short term memory, it might be hard to think of the best ever. For me, personally, I think it would have to be UNC Greensboro Girls' Basketball Team win at the Southern Conference Tournament. It's funny the things I remember about that game. It was in the Greensboro Coliseum. I wore a black dress, heels and a black blazer. It was my professional look! :) I remember being very aware of the dress and making sure not to flash the crowd. I had let our student-trainer go before the game with her girlfriends to Spring Break. The coach was furious. This was a big game. I was leaving the next day - win or lose for Florida with our Equiptment room guy to watch our baseball team play at Florida State. If basketball won, we'd have to cut our trip a day or two shorter than planned. The assistant coach had wanted me to give massages to every girl on the team the day of the game, which I refused and had the backing of my boss in doing so. The game was close and I was on the edge of my seat (until I started pacing). There was no miracle win at the buzzer shot or season high performance. Surprisingly not too much about the game itself sticks in my mind. When the buzzer finally sounded, I was so happy. It had been a long season and I was exhausted. For 3 months I had worked without one day off or any free time to make sure every single girl was available to play in this game. When the buzzer sounded and we had won, I knew all the effort had been worth it. Just the sheer feeling of accomplishment as I climbed the ladder to cut down my section of the net is indescribable. Next stop, NCAA tournament! :)
4. You have a sister and two parents in your immediate family. If you had to choose one characteristic from each of them to make "yours" what would it be?
I thought this one would be easy, but I had to skip it and come back. From Jill, I'd like to take self-assurance. She always looks like she's perfectly at ease in every situation. She carries herself so tall and strong. People look at her as much for her looks as the way she carries herself. From Mom, I'd like her mothering. Sounds cliche, but she has given and given...I'm sure at times more than she had to make sure Jill and I felt loved and fit in. She always seemed to have time for us after a long day at work. She was interested in what we were doing or had done that day, even though I'm sure she just wanted to scream because of her day. She tolerated us when we yelled at her, bought us certain things we "just couldn't live without" when I'm sure it meant sacrificing other things, she supported us and encourage us in everything we did and wanted to do and never seemed to let on if she thought we'd fail or what we wanted to do was stupid. Sometimes, I wonder if I could put myself aside for another like that. From Dad, his outgoing, friendly nature. There's not many people that dad meets who don't like him. He seems always at ease in talking to people and can find something to talk about with just about anyone. It never seems difficult for him to make friends and meet people. I think alot of my personality characteristics come from my father. This is one I feel I used to have and have lost a bit since moving home. It's part being a bit...I don't think ashamed is the right word...embarassed of where I am in my life right now, as well as part the wondering if anyone would like the me I was with Neil and in college (which was a very fun, laid-back in addition to the serious, me...kind of all sides of the what I feel is the true me) if Neil couldn't. Anyway, so since this used to be one I felt I had, I don't know if it counts. My Dad is also a pretty big-hearted person. He may not be outwardly emotional or caring, but he holds alot of love for those he knows and would do just about anything for them.
5. You know that I'm a freak for music and you've made mention on your blog about connecting lyrics to moments in time. What song is the most meaningful to you (the most connected to a moment in your life) and why?
It's a three way tie. I know that's almost a cop out, but being so connected to music, it's hard to pick one song that sticks out as "most meaningful". They all have their place and purpose. Anyway, here's my three...which I think you guys have all already heard, but I'll share them again.
LADY by LITTLE RIVER BAND - I had such a crush on one of the guys that lived across the street. I couldn't have been more than 5 or 6. They were both in high school. Our parents were in a bowling league together and their boys, John and David, used to watch us. Othertimes, I just used to be over there. They didn't mind me just hanging around (which in hindsight is funny given the ages). I liked John, but the song is tied to David. He had a Kiss poster in his room (keep in mind, this is circa 1980 or earlier) used to play it. I just remember feeling so loved and included, safe and comfortable. The opening notes of the song make me just go "awww" and feel all warm and fuzzy, and all the feelings above. Pavlov was right. Conditioning is easy! :)
COMFORTABLY NUMB by PINK FLOYD - The day I got my braces just after my Freshman Year in high school. My neighbor/best friend Danielle and I had often hung out with her older cousin, Erik and his friends. (See if you can guess a common theme? ;) ) I really liked Jim. So cute and boyish; a little younger than Erik - he was going to be a Senior; and not as womanizing as the other guys in their group. He had the most beautiful blue eyes. I was so upset about the braces. How ugly they were! How ugly I was in them! I had to have them for who know how long. And they hurt! Tonight, of all nights. It was Erik's friend Eric's going away party (he had joined the Marines) and Erik's mom's house. No one would ever like me now! (See irrational and hysterics above! :) ) I wore my best sweatshirt and did my hair, but still felt light years away from all the other girls who came and went from Erik's that night. About halfway through the night, Jimmy kissed me. We were sitting at Erik's mom's table, talking to her and some of their friends. There was Jimmy sitting behind me, with his arm around me and my head resting on it. Comfortably Numb was playing in the background. He had kissed me! In braces! Ugly as I was...with as pretty as all the other girls had been. It changed the way I looked at alot of things in high school over the next few years. Often I'd remember that sometimes I see me worse than others do.
I'M MOVIN' ON by RASCAL FLATTS - This one is a fairly recent addition. Adam, my old neighbor, and I had just packed my entire house in Greenbsoro into a UHaul and my dad's SUV. I had just hugged Mike good-bye (and part of me felt like I was holding on to him for dear life). Somehow, I just couldn't believe that this was my life. I had no future (planned) and the immediate past was just too painful to stay and keep facing. What was my life going to become? What was I going to become? How had I ended up here? As I got in the SUV and we headed onto the highway which would lead us to 95, this song came on the radio. I started crying and cried all the way to Washington D.C. I was hoping to be as hopeful, trying to be as hopeful as they were in the song. While it holds hope for the future, it also always makes me cry.
Jenn:
1. You talk quite a bit on your blog about what other people do that drives you crazy -- understandable, of course, since people are generally unwise. BUT, here's the question -- what about YOU drives you crazy?
Quite a bit actually, but I'll focus on two that bug me often. The first is my inability to let things go. I'd like to be able to let go of things eventually. Especially when I feel I've been wronged. It just sits there and bugs me like a grain of sand in an oyster. I just wish it would lead to pearl...instead of just keeping me awake re-playing it in my mind, or adding tension to my shoulders.
The other thing that bugs me about me is the hysterical way I jump to conclusions or get into arguements. This happens more often than not when I'm tired. I'm easily prone to hysterics in a sleepy state. It happens some too when plans are changed or when too much is going on around me at the same time. I read somewhere people can become noise overloaded and, although it doesn't happen often, it does throw me into hysterics. I often lash out at those I know, whereas if it happens and I'm around people I don't know well I usually just hold it all in and feel as though I'm screaming inside.
2. If you could go back in your life and change one thing that you did, what would it be? Keep in mind, this has to be something completely within your control.
This one is funny because I was just thinking about this last night before I fell asleep. I didn't really come up with any answers though. The ones I did come up with were all the same thing, though different events. I don't know if this is what you were thinking of when you wrote this question, but I'd take more risks. Like saying "yes" to parasailing the first day we were in Marco Island, instead of waiting for a better day and then not getting one. Or throwing caution to the wind and enjoying Mardi Gras, instead of being the "responsible one" (granted, I didn't feel well). Not as many beads as...well...everyone else at Mardi Gras that year! All mine came from the floats. Even emotional ones, like actually taking my prom date up on his offer to dance to my prom song, even though I was so nervous and intimidated to be there with him I didn't want him to stop eating his dinner just to dance with me. Risks...definately.
3. I know that you're a sports fan. What is the best single game you've ever witnessed (preferably but not necessarily live) and why?
Wow! Given that I have such a short term memory, it might be hard to think of the best ever. For me, personally, I think it would have to be UNC Greensboro Girls' Basketball Team win at the Southern Conference Tournament. It's funny the things I remember about that game. It was in the Greensboro Coliseum. I wore a black dress, heels and a black blazer. It was my professional look! :) I remember being very aware of the dress and making sure not to flash the crowd. I had let our student-trainer go before the game with her girlfriends to Spring Break. The coach was furious. This was a big game. I was leaving the next day - win or lose for Florida with our Equiptment room guy to watch our baseball team play at Florida State. If basketball won, we'd have to cut our trip a day or two shorter than planned. The assistant coach had wanted me to give massages to every girl on the team the day of the game, which I refused and had the backing of my boss in doing so. The game was close and I was on the edge of my seat (until I started pacing). There was no miracle win at the buzzer shot or season high performance. Surprisingly not too much about the game itself sticks in my mind. When the buzzer finally sounded, I was so happy. It had been a long season and I was exhausted. For 3 months I had worked without one day off or any free time to make sure every single girl was available to play in this game. When the buzzer sounded and we had won, I knew all the effort had been worth it. Just the sheer feeling of accomplishment as I climbed the ladder to cut down my section of the net is indescribable. Next stop, NCAA tournament! :)
4. You have a sister and two parents in your immediate family. If you had to choose one characteristic from each of them to make "yours" what would it be?
I thought this one would be easy, but I had to skip it and come back. From Jill, I'd like to take self-assurance. She always looks like she's perfectly at ease in every situation. She carries herself so tall and strong. People look at her as much for her looks as the way she carries herself. From Mom, I'd like her mothering. Sounds cliche, but she has given and given...I'm sure at times more than she had to make sure Jill and I felt loved and fit in. She always seemed to have time for us after a long day at work. She was interested in what we were doing or had done that day, even though I'm sure she just wanted to scream because of her day. She tolerated us when we yelled at her, bought us certain things we "just couldn't live without" when I'm sure it meant sacrificing other things, she supported us and encourage us in everything we did and wanted to do and never seemed to let on if she thought we'd fail or what we wanted to do was stupid. Sometimes, I wonder if I could put myself aside for another like that. From Dad, his outgoing, friendly nature. There's not many people that dad meets who don't like him. He seems always at ease in talking to people and can find something to talk about with just about anyone. It never seems difficult for him to make friends and meet people. I think alot of my personality characteristics come from my father. This is one I feel I used to have and have lost a bit since moving home. It's part being a bit...I don't think ashamed is the right word...embarassed of where I am in my life right now, as well as part the wondering if anyone would like the me I was with Neil and in college (which was a very fun, laid-back in addition to the serious, me...kind of all sides of the what I feel is the true me) if Neil couldn't. Anyway, so since this used to be one I felt I had, I don't know if it counts. My Dad is also a pretty big-hearted person. He may not be outwardly emotional or caring, but he holds alot of love for those he knows and would do just about anything for them.
5. You know that I'm a freak for music and you've made mention on your blog about connecting lyrics to moments in time. What song is the most meaningful to you (the most connected to a moment in your life) and why?
It's a three way tie. I know that's almost a cop out, but being so connected to music, it's hard to pick one song that sticks out as "most meaningful". They all have their place and purpose. Anyway, here's my three...which I think you guys have all already heard, but I'll share them again.
LADY by LITTLE RIVER BAND - I had such a crush on one of the guys that lived across the street. I couldn't have been more than 5 or 6. They were both in high school. Our parents were in a bowling league together and their boys, John and David, used to watch us. Othertimes, I just used to be over there. They didn't mind me just hanging around (which in hindsight is funny given the ages). I liked John, but the song is tied to David. He had a Kiss poster in his room (keep in mind, this is circa 1980 or earlier) used to play it. I just remember feeling so loved and included, safe and comfortable. The opening notes of the song make me just go "awww" and feel all warm and fuzzy, and all the feelings above. Pavlov was right. Conditioning is easy! :)
COMFORTABLY NUMB by PINK FLOYD - The day I got my braces just after my Freshman Year in high school. My neighbor/best friend Danielle and I had often hung out with her older cousin, Erik and his friends. (See if you can guess a common theme? ;) ) I really liked Jim. So cute and boyish; a little younger than Erik - he was going to be a Senior; and not as womanizing as the other guys in their group. He had the most beautiful blue eyes. I was so upset about the braces. How ugly they were! How ugly I was in them! I had to have them for who know how long. And they hurt! Tonight, of all nights. It was Erik's friend Eric's going away party (he had joined the Marines) and Erik's mom's house. No one would ever like me now! (See irrational and hysterics above! :) ) I wore my best sweatshirt and did my hair, but still felt light years away from all the other girls who came and went from Erik's that night. About halfway through the night, Jimmy kissed me. We were sitting at Erik's mom's table, talking to her and some of their friends. There was Jimmy sitting behind me, with his arm around me and my head resting on it. Comfortably Numb was playing in the background. He had kissed me! In braces! Ugly as I was...with as pretty as all the other girls had been. It changed the way I looked at alot of things in high school over the next few years. Often I'd remember that sometimes I see me worse than others do.
I'M MOVIN' ON by RASCAL FLATTS - This one is a fairly recent addition. Adam, my old neighbor, and I had just packed my entire house in Greenbsoro into a UHaul and my dad's SUV. I had just hugged Mike good-bye (and part of me felt like I was holding on to him for dear life). Somehow, I just couldn't believe that this was my life. I had no future (planned) and the immediate past was just too painful to stay and keep facing. What was my life going to become? What was I going to become? How had I ended up here? As I got in the SUV and we headed onto the highway which would lead us to 95, this song came on the radio. I started crying and cried all the way to Washington D.C. I was hoping to be as hopeful, trying to be as hopeful as they were in the song. While it holds hope for the future, it also always makes me cry.
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
Hey Everybody!
Isn't Spring wonderful?!?!? Not that I would know today...it's snowing here. However, the idea of spring filled me yesterday in our 66 degree day. The renewing, the beginnings, the hope.
It didn't hurt my bosses daughter, who is also a sophomore here, seems to be beginning a relationship. or trying. They went to WaWa before their practices for a Snapple. Anyone seeing a trend? Here's an even bigger RED LIGHT for similarity....he's got lots of potential, but is a bit of a jerk...cocky....full of himself, but is a pretty nice guy all-in-all. I wanted to scream "runaway", to let her know all the things great guys with potential will get her...heartache, roller coaster type relationships, frustration.
But then I remember exactly why I am/she is/we are attracted to these kinds of guys...the adreneline rush, the beeming of the face, the warm swelling feeling inside just thinking about them, and exploring a bit of your edgier side. It's such a strong pull. The need to be a little bad once in awhile. I'm pretty sure it's alot stronger (though I can only speak from one side of this) in those responsible, mature, well-behaved since birth girls. The need to let loose, enjoy life and what better way than dating someone who seems to be everything you are underneath, but fully lives his edgy side (just this side of legal and staying out of trouble, mind you).
I think it's why I'm so excited at the prospect of this year's lacrosse season. It reminds me of a time when I through "expected" to the wind and lived a "college life" for a change. It was the spring of my Senior year in college. I only had to be in the training room now and then, as I had technically fulfilled my training requirements and had nothing to do, but go to class. My most recent ex-boyfriend (at the time) had left me the previous spring for one of my softball players. The fall had found me heartbroken, working in NJ as an intern at the very high school by which I am now employed. Spring marked the return to the campus, facing him and a void in my life all around. But it was spring. My roommate and I went to the local shelter and picked up a little homeless kitten named Mike. We quickly changed his name to Maverick...a little Tom Cruise in Top Gun and a bit Mel Gibson in Maverick. A rebel at the shelter with an "I don't care about you attitude" and the cutest little face. When I brought him home, he slept on my head. So much for "I don't care about you".
But one rebelious deed was not enough...I was feeling free and wild and, well...maybe just a little full of myself. So, I picked up another rebel. This one was a lacrosse player by the name of Scott. Similar to a homeless kitten, Scott followed me home one night and just kind of hung around the rest of the year. As rebels do when they both want something, they clashed at first. Mav showed me by peeing in my closet. Luckily, Scott had some sense not to do the same! :) While I really cared for Scott, I knew that I would be graduating, so a light, non-possessive relationship was what I was expecting. luckily, it's exactly what he was expecting and I was always pleasently surprised by him. Graduation came and leaving wasn't so hard. I got to take my favorite rebel with me to North Carolina and I took the wonderful memories of my other one.
I've been missing one, if not both of them lately with the approach of Spring. Watching Amanda experience the joys (and some confusion) of a new relationship makes me remember all the reasons to expect wonderful things in the spring.
Isn't Spring wonderful?!?!? Not that I would know today...it's snowing here. However, the idea of spring filled me yesterday in our 66 degree day. The renewing, the beginnings, the hope.
It didn't hurt my bosses daughter, who is also a sophomore here, seems to be beginning a relationship. or trying. They went to WaWa before their practices for a Snapple. Anyone seeing a trend? Here's an even bigger RED LIGHT for similarity....he's got lots of potential, but is a bit of a jerk...cocky....full of himself, but is a pretty nice guy all-in-all. I wanted to scream "runaway", to let her know all the things great guys with potential will get her...heartache, roller coaster type relationships, frustration.
But then I remember exactly why I am/she is/we are attracted to these kinds of guys...the adreneline rush, the beeming of the face, the warm swelling feeling inside just thinking about them, and exploring a bit of your edgier side. It's such a strong pull. The need to be a little bad once in awhile. I'm pretty sure it's alot stronger (though I can only speak from one side of this) in those responsible, mature, well-behaved since birth girls. The need to let loose, enjoy life and what better way than dating someone who seems to be everything you are underneath, but fully lives his edgy side (just this side of legal and staying out of trouble, mind you).
I think it's why I'm so excited at the prospect of this year's lacrosse season. It reminds me of a time when I through "expected" to the wind and lived a "college life" for a change. It was the spring of my Senior year in college. I only had to be in the training room now and then, as I had technically fulfilled my training requirements and had nothing to do, but go to class. My most recent ex-boyfriend (at the time) had left me the previous spring for one of my softball players. The fall had found me heartbroken, working in NJ as an intern at the very high school by which I am now employed. Spring marked the return to the campus, facing him and a void in my life all around. But it was spring. My roommate and I went to the local shelter and picked up a little homeless kitten named Mike. We quickly changed his name to Maverick...a little Tom Cruise in Top Gun and a bit Mel Gibson in Maverick. A rebel at the shelter with an "I don't care about you attitude" and the cutest little face. When I brought him home, he slept on my head. So much for "I don't care about you".
But one rebelious deed was not enough...I was feeling free and wild and, well...maybe just a little full of myself. So, I picked up another rebel. This one was a lacrosse player by the name of Scott. Similar to a homeless kitten, Scott followed me home one night and just kind of hung around the rest of the year. As rebels do when they both want something, they clashed at first. Mav showed me by peeing in my closet. Luckily, Scott had some sense not to do the same! :) While I really cared for Scott, I knew that I would be graduating, so a light, non-possessive relationship was what I was expecting. luckily, it's exactly what he was expecting and I was always pleasently surprised by him. Graduation came and leaving wasn't so hard. I got to take my favorite rebel with me to North Carolina and I took the wonderful memories of my other one.
I've been missing one, if not both of them lately with the approach of Spring. Watching Amanda experience the joys (and some confusion) of a new relationship makes me remember all the reasons to expect wonderful things in the spring.
Monday, March 07, 2005
Yesterday I had a whole lot to say. "Look out," I thought to myself while I was out at Whole Foods "I'm gonna get home and just go off on my blog."
Now, however, I can't really remember what I was so ready to rant about.
I think it was drivers.
Or how I hate people. (I've sounded like Jeff Foxworthy A WHOLE LOT this week!)
Or maybe it was about how easy it seems to put on weight, but in the 3 years I've been going to the gym I've only lost 4 pounds.
Could also be that I'm sick to death of snow and cold.
Or about social stuff.
Or how out of touch I feel with my friends lately.
Or maybe that some days I just feel sooo stupid. (Like how it took my 30 minutes to try and put the little MOOD icon on the side of my blog! Isn't it cute?!?!?! I might have to write more often, just to let ya'll know how I'm feeling each day! :) )
But, it was 66 degrees today (a brief reprieve), I got all my allergy meds straight, I lost 2 pounds (or the above mentioned 4) in the last two weeks, I'm so adjusting to having become a slight granola and I'm too tired to be anything but...well....tired. :)
I hope all of you, in your various corners of the world are doing all right. Maybe I'll write tomorrow. :) Look for the mood change. Right now, I'm off to bed. Au Revoir! :)
Now, however, I can't really remember what I was so ready to rant about.
I think it was drivers.
Or how I hate people. (I've sounded like Jeff Foxworthy A WHOLE LOT this week!)
Or maybe it was about how easy it seems to put on weight, but in the 3 years I've been going to the gym I've only lost 4 pounds.
Could also be that I'm sick to death of snow and cold.
Or about social stuff.
Or how out of touch I feel with my friends lately.
Or maybe that some days I just feel sooo stupid. (Like how it took my 30 minutes to try and put the little MOOD icon on the side of my blog! Isn't it cute?!?!?! I might have to write more often, just to let ya'll know how I'm feeling each day! :) )
But, it was 66 degrees today (a brief reprieve), I got all my allergy meds straight, I lost 2 pounds (or the above mentioned 4) in the last two weeks, I'm so adjusting to having become a slight granola and I'm too tired to be anything but...well....tired. :)
I hope all of you, in your various corners of the world are doing all right. Maybe I'll write tomorrow. :) Look for the mood change. Right now, I'm off to bed. Au Revoir! :)
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