I love busy days.
I love juggling multiple projects.
I love completing them F A S T.
Get out of my way!
:O)
I love juggling multiple projects.
I love completing them F A S T.
Get out of my way!
:O)
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
From the White Side Looking In
I believe we travel on paths for a reason and I believe people who cross our paths will enlighten us.
Enlightenment does not necessarily deliver warm fuzzies. Enlightenment can be a better understanding knowledge of something that we think we understand, but know nothing of.
I thought I was a realist, who lived in the world with my eyes wide open. What I really am is a middle aged white woman who grew up in a town with only one "other than white" family.
This hometown is quiet and quaint. Politeness surrounded us growing up, or perhaps, pseudo politeness. It could have been an illusion of politeness. Who knew what went on behind closed doors, or what was said in hushed secretive whispers. The illusion remained that it was a safe place to be, whether true or not, with pure good people.
I married young, and dumb, with the illusion that I was in love, to an Air Force boy living overseas.
I was taken out of my hometown, and out in the world with many people, of many colors and heritages .
Again, I had the illusion of "sameness", peace, order and politeness. Military life is very orderly and polite. Polite out of military law, not desire.
Everyone, no matter what their background behaved in an orderly polite robotic way; the illusion of a warm fuzzy Air Force Base where everyone was part of one big family. We are one; black, white, yellow, tan, the same, not different, with the same desires, backgrounds, or were we?
I am now in a new place. Today I live in the real world. It is the world that has many issues that transcend beyond the gender, race or sexual preference lines. Our world has many facets, containing many colors, back rounds, traditions and lifestyles.
It is true that we, as a people, have many common traits. We are all also different in an abundance of ways .
It is not a credit to anyone to not see, or pretend to not see differences I feel enriched to know many many people of vastly differing backgrounds, races and heritages. I openly acknowledge that we are not the same. That doesn't make us good or bad, just different.
Enlightenment does not necessarily deliver warm fuzzies. Enlightenment can be a better understanding knowledge of something that we think we understand, but know nothing of.
I thought I was a realist, who lived in the world with my eyes wide open. What I really am is a middle aged white woman who grew up in a town with only one "other than white" family.
This hometown is quiet and quaint. Politeness surrounded us growing up, or perhaps, pseudo politeness. It could have been an illusion of politeness. Who knew what went on behind closed doors, or what was said in hushed secretive whispers. The illusion remained that it was a safe place to be, whether true or not, with pure good people.
I married young, and dumb, with the illusion that I was in love, to an Air Force boy living overseas.
I was taken out of my hometown, and out in the world with many people, of many colors and heritages .
Again, I had the illusion of "sameness", peace, order and politeness. Military life is very orderly and polite. Polite out of military law, not desire.
Everyone, no matter what their background behaved in an orderly polite robotic way; the illusion of a warm fuzzy Air Force Base where everyone was part of one big family. We are one; black, white, yellow, tan, the same, not different, with the same desires, backgrounds, or were we?
I am now in a new place. Today I live in the real world. It is the world that has many issues that transcend beyond the gender, race or sexual preference lines. Our world has many facets, containing many colors, back rounds, traditions and lifestyles.
It is true that we, as a people, have many common traits. We are all also different in an abundance of ways .
It is not a credit to anyone to not see, or pretend to not see differences I feel enriched to know many many people of vastly differing backgrounds, races and heritages. I openly acknowledge that we are not the same. That doesn't make us good or bad, just different.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
His Life
Today
I saw into his world.
His story told with permanent ink on his skin.
A beautiful man, full of life, you can see it in his eyes.
He lives admidst the violence that has affected him so deeply
and personally,
and
SO
many times
in his young life.
He has lost His father. His sister . His neice . His Friend .
Only one taken Home by age.
The others,
untimely
by
MURDER.
Names, Crosses and Signs of faith
embedded
in his skin,
with needles
laced with Black ink.
Yet,
He still believes.
Each day he works,
hard,
to make His life better.
His life with His Wife,
and His Child.
His Faith Works.
His light continues...
I saw into his world.
His story told with permanent ink on his skin.
A beautiful man, full of life, you can see it in his eyes.
He lives admidst the violence that has affected him so deeply
and personally,
and
SO
many times
in his young life.
He has lost His father. His sister . His neice . His Friend .
Only one taken Home by age.
The others,
untimely
by
MURDER.
Names, Crosses and Signs of faith
embedded
in his skin,
with needles
laced with Black ink.
Yet,
He still believes.
Each day he works,
hard,
to make His life better.
His life with His Wife,
and His Child.
His Faith Works.
His light continues...
Monday, April 27, 2009
Wheeeee
Covertible rides to work, and home again.
Taking the long way home, on purpose just to drive aimlessly, with fresh warm air hitting my face.
Freedom.
Randoms on a Monday
Well its Monday. Oh Boy. Time to go do whatever it is that I do.
I lost this blog for a day. It disappeared. Funny thing. I found that I was troubled that I could not find it online. Have I already become attached. I think so.
I felt a sense of elation when I found it again. I am attached.
Sunny outside today. Convertible ride to work. Makes the ride much sweeter.
I'd rather be off. Not unemployed, just a fun day off.
Its good to still have a job to go to and not so bad, I guess.
I lost this blog for a day. It disappeared. Funny thing. I found that I was troubled that I could not find it online. Have I already become attached. I think so.
I felt a sense of elation when I found it again. I am attached.
Sunny outside today. Convertible ride to work. Makes the ride much sweeter.
I'd rather be off. Not unemployed, just a fun day off.
Its good to still have a job to go to and not so bad, I guess.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Everyone Should Have a Good Day in the Hood
A beautiful day in the neighborhood, a beautiful day for a neighbor. would you be mine? Could you be mine?
We all wish for beautiful crime free days in our neighboorhood. Most have that. Many I work with, and for, don't. Any day without a crime touching them is a good day in the hood.
May we all have a "good day in the hood".
We all wish for beautiful crime free days in our neighboorhood. Most have that. Many I work with, and for, don't. Any day without a crime touching them is a good day in the hood.
May we all have a "good day in the hood".
Thursday, April 23, 2009
One Key
Did you ever have to get into a password locked site to just get all confused and just give up for a lack of remembering how to get in. In the good old days a house would have one key for the front door and the back door. Simplicity. If a password is significantly difficult to figure out, why do we need more than one for every site we use?d Just a random thought.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Mindless Ramble
Well American Idol is on. This show has been a favorite of our since it began. I happen to find Simon a hottie, although he needs botox in his upper lip. I like Paula, fruity as she is. She is built like a brick shit house and just makes me smile. I am not a fan of the new chick judge. Yo Dawg, Randy Jackson is okay, but he is not while I tune in. I like Ryan Seacrist. Who is leaving tonight? I hope it is the guy.
I really brought alot of substance to the blog tonight didn't I?
I really brought alot of substance to the blog tonight didn't I?
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Just another day closer to the weekend and other randoms
One thing I notice, more frequently lately, is that with every work day I am getting closer to the weekend. I work all week long just in anticipation of those two glorious days off.
Another thing that I am more aware of is that I am extremely cognizant of is how much time I have left in the weekend before I am back at work again.
It is a circle of time.
Today was a good work day. It was hard and frazzled and crazy and productive. I stayed late, by choice, and it felt good. I was part of a team. This is a relatively new concept at where I am. Evolution in the workplace is happening and I must say change is good.
Another thing that I am more aware of is that I am extremely cognizant of is how much time I have left in the weekend before I am back at work again.
It is a circle of time.
Today was a good work day. It was hard and frazzled and crazy and productive. I stayed late, by choice, and it felt good. I was part of a team. This is a relatively new concept at where I am. Evolution in the workplace is happening and I must say change is good.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Well Here I Go
Well, Here it is. I am going to try to blog.
My name is Lisa.
I am a wife, mother, daughter, sister, neice, aunt, co-worker, friend, or perhaps stranger, or something in between all of these titles.
I am sarcastic. I am loud. I am 49. I am a college graduate. I am loveable. I am annoying. Im anxious at times. I get angry. I get depressed. I feel like a child in an adult's body often. I feel alone often. Sometimes I feel lonely.
I wish I was motivated. I wish I had energy. I wish I was younger. I wish I was fit. I wish I had a better job. I wish I had persued career earlier. I wish that I liked myself at a younger age. I wish Rick was Shannon's biological father. I wish I was more organized. I wish I didn't have wrinkles on my face. I wish I had a housekeeper. I wish I could afford to splurge on something's that are very important to me. I wish that I could splurge on my daughter's wedding.
I am thankful for a beautiful daughter who has blossomed so gracefully into a young woman. I am thankful for my husband, Rick, who loves me no matter what. I am thankful for my dog Neko, who makes me smile continually. I am thankful for my cat, Pumpkin, who sleeps practically on my face, but purrs soothingly for hours. I am thankful for my family. I am thankful for Jeffrey, Shannon's Fiance. I am thankful for a warm home, food and enough money to pay the bills. I am thankful for those who make me laugh. I am thankful for those who care. I am thankful that I am an American.
It is important for me to be around people. I need people to like me. I need to make people smile or laugh. Making a person's day better is very important to me. I need to feel needed. I need to feel a part of an overall "good".
Well, that is surely enough for now.
My name is Lisa.
I am a wife, mother, daughter, sister, neice, aunt, co-worker, friend, or perhaps stranger, or something in between all of these titles.
I am sarcastic. I am loud. I am 49. I am a college graduate. I am loveable. I am annoying. Im anxious at times. I get angry. I get depressed. I feel like a child in an adult's body often. I feel alone often. Sometimes I feel lonely.
I wish I was motivated. I wish I had energy. I wish I was younger. I wish I was fit. I wish I had a better job. I wish I had persued career earlier. I wish that I liked myself at a younger age. I wish Rick was Shannon's biological father. I wish I was more organized. I wish I didn't have wrinkles on my face. I wish I had a housekeeper. I wish I could afford to splurge on something's that are very important to me. I wish that I could splurge on my daughter's wedding.
I am thankful for a beautiful daughter who has blossomed so gracefully into a young woman. I am thankful for my husband, Rick, who loves me no matter what. I am thankful for my dog Neko, who makes me smile continually. I am thankful for my cat, Pumpkin, who sleeps practically on my face, but purrs soothingly for hours. I am thankful for my family. I am thankful for Jeffrey, Shannon's Fiance. I am thankful for a warm home, food and enough money to pay the bills. I am thankful for those who make me laugh. I am thankful for those who care. I am thankful that I am an American.
It is important for me to be around people. I need people to like me. I need to make people smile or laugh. Making a person's day better is very important to me. I need to feel needed. I need to feel a part of an overall "good".
Well, that is surely enough for now.
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