a little more fluid

Tuesday, May 31, 2005

break neck speed

i wish i had time to
-return phone calls
-fold my clean laundry
-water my plants
-sleep
-unwind


-blog


i spent a lovely extended weekend with my college friends this weekend. down in portland. it was wonderful. it's neat to leave that weekend just being really grateful that i have such dear, dear friends rather than being really sad that i don't see them as much as i'd like to. one of the things i really appreciated about that weekend was the S L O W pace. enough sleep. time to return calls if i felt like it. or not. preparing beautiful meals and enjoying them with others. movies. knitting.

i have 10 more days of GetItAllDone Mania. and then the calm, the recoup beings. wish me luck in these next crazy 10 days. i wish i could delegate some of my life to others - but i think i have to live in myself. and learn the lessons. like, the big one - DO LESS.

okay... stubbling off to bed now. exhausted. after moving and doing nonstop since i awoke 16 hours ago. nonstop. really. only to awaken once more 7 hours from now and do it all again. 7 hours might sound like enough sleep. yeah, it would be. unfortunately all i have is 7 bed hours. because goodness knows that after a day like this my mind won't just shut off immediately. oh no. that takes an hour or more.

okay, this is not a very interesting post anymore. and yet... i keep typing. that's what happens when i'm really tired.

bye!

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Monday, May 30, 2005


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Sunday, May 29, 2005


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Saturday, May 28, 2005


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Friday, May 27, 2005

snowball effect

Today I ate bacon.

Thank God for my friends

Sometimes I see myself fine, sometimes I need a witness
And I like the whole truth
But there are nights I only need forgiveness
Sometimes they say "I don't know who you are
But let me walk with you some"
And I say "I am alone, that's all
You can't save me from all the wrong I've done."
But they're waiting just the same
With their flashlights and their semaphores
And I'll act like I have faith and like that faith never ends
But I really just have friends
-Dar Williams

I'm glad I have friends to remind me the truth about good and love and life when I forget.

yikes (05.27.05) Today I was driving down the road, and saw this new store. WHAT? Ideal Kids? What the hell is that? I was scared enough to go in and check it out. What do you imagine such a store would contain? Posted by Hello

faltering. in a good way.

As many of you know, I'm a list maker. I make lists of books I complete. By this I mean, I have a special notebook for this purpose, I list the title & number of pages & date completed. This list goes back for years. YEARS. If you're curious when (exactly) I read Truth or Dairy (which, by the way, I'd recommend to all you YA fans) - I could give you a precise date. But, basically the list is useless. And, yet, I'm compelled to continue. A year or so ago I thought about stopping. I couldn't. It's kind of obsessive, and I am gently inviting myself to cease some of these not-for-my-overall-betterment obsessive behaviors. Like the book list.

The whole thing has gotten kind of muddled since I started listening to talking books. Like, should I be listing them? This brings up the question - what, exactly, is it that I'm recording? Stories consumed? In that case, talking books qualify. Pages turned? They don't. Literature appreciated? Yes. Reading practiced? No. School also complicates the matter. Do textbooks count? How about novels assigned in school? List making of this sort needs to be very black and white - and that whole black and white structure has, finally, been questioned to the point of disintigration.

So, this week (Monday the 23rd, to be exact) I completed a book (I don't tell you how many pages, because, geez, Toni, give it up, it's not important) and DIDN'T put it on the list. I think I'm stopping.

But one of the things the list offered was a way to look back and say, "See, self, you read that book, wasn't that good?"

So what I'm choosing to do instead is talk about what I read. Not that I didn't do that already. But, still.

So, this week I finished reading Green Fires: Assault on Eden: A Novel of the Ecuadorian Rainforest, by Marnie Mueller. It's not particularly good writing. In fact, I'm pretty unimpressed with her writing. But the story is beautiful and powerful and compelling. I would recommend it to Lis (for obvious reasons, and please, let's discuss when you're done) and anyone interested in Latin American issues and anyone who speaks English best, Spanish second best, German third best, and also knows a little bit of Quichua. (If there is someone reading this blog who that is true for, please let me know. Besides myself and the author of this book, I bet we're pretty rare.)

Thursday, May 26, 2005

birthdays repeating

i have had two seperate ex-boyfriends who both have the same birthday. same year, even. it's kind of funny - on that day every year i think of them. and call it Ex-boyfriend Rememberance Day.

and today i learned that a different ex is now dating someone who has the same birthday as me. very interesting.

what do you all make of that?

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Wednesday, May 25, 2005

We Refuse to be Pacified!

Today I was walking around the lake and saw two mamas in their mid 20s, each with a 2 or 3 year old daughter - the mamas were friends and the daughters were friends. As I walked around the lake, and then sat on a bench, I was passed by this foursome three times. And one of the girls had a very intriguing red tank top on. I did some research, and found the following picture. If you want to learn more about the anarchist baby movement (not necessarily endorsed by this blog), feel free. Whatever the cause, I do like the shirt.

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what if... (05.25.05) this used to me in the waiting room at my massage therapist's office. now it has moved to the bathroom. i love it. i'm glad that it moved to the bathroom because i'm still pretty shy about taking pictures of the day publicly. but in the bathroom i could snap this shot and nobody had to know. Posted by Hello

Tuesday, May 24, 2005


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Monday, May 23, 2005


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Sunday, May 22, 2005


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Saturday, May 21, 2005


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Friday, May 20, 2005

The truth comes out

Apparently I'm a very private person. This surprises me. It's not how I think of myself. But my friends point it out to me, and I must agree with them. Today my sister absent mindedly picked up my planner and started looking through it. That makes me nervous. There's not really anything I'm hiding in there, but it makes me nervous when people look in it. (I think I'm a tiny bit ashamed of how scheduled I am and how meticulously I keep track.) I remember in middle school having friends over, and leaving my bedroom for a moment, and not wanting to leave my friends alone in there, looking at my stuff.

I'm not like that anymore. I leave people in my house. I let my sister look at my planner.

I'm not private in that I don't talk about my life with people. I do. All the time. But I often keep many details hidden. I'm not sure why. I have good friends who I've known for a LOOONG time, that know lots of things about me. But I notice myself leaving all kinds of details out of stories. Enough that there are holes in my story, and then they ask clarifying questions, and I give vague answers. I'm working on that. Because I want to open up more and because I want to irritate my friends less.

So, I represent a natural body care company, Sensaria. This is something that I haven't talked about much. I don't know why. But here I am, blogging about it. So, the secret is out. Since my picture of the day is a picture of me and the CEO of the company, I figured I had to tell people.

As a kid - I loved to sell things.

I sold lemonade sometimes, but that's too boring and ordinary. A friend and I made greeting cards and jewelry and dog treats and dragged them in a red wagon around her neighborhood. There was one summer that we did that almost every day, selling something new each time. My favorite sales scheme was The Neighborhood News. Actually, it was the "Neborhood News." Nobody corrected my spelling. When I was nine or ten I started a neighborhood newsletter. I interviewed neighbors. I wrote about neighborhood events - like the new fire station at the end of the street. I typed it all up on my mother's typewriter. And then I sold it to neighbors. I never made very much money doing any of these things, but making money wasn't really the goal. I mostly enjoyed that way of engaging with people, of providing something they were interested in buying.

And then I forgot. I got busy with other things. I forgot how much I'd enjoyed working in sales. As a ten year old.

In November of 2004, when someone asked me if I'd like to be a Sensaria representative I said no because I didn't think I had enough time. I have another full time job and I'm a full time graduate student. Also, I really value having balance in my life which means that on top of school and work I need to have time to be alone, be with friends, relax, and play. I didn't think I had room for one more thing. But once that idea was planted, that little salesgirl in me woke up and I started to get really excited. Really excited. I couldn't sleep for a few nights because I was so excited about this new idea.

I thought about it for a week or so, and then said yes. Now, in my fifth month with Sensaria, I really enjoy it. Yes, it's true; I'm a little busier than I used to be. But that's because I've enjoyed this so much and have decided to spend as much time as I do at spa parties. And what I love is that I haven't had to give up the balance that I valued before. I decide when and how much I'm willing to work. And I don't work when I'd rather do something else. What's great is that this work rarely feels like work. I love meeting people, sharing these products that I love, helping others create businesses that support their dreams, and pushing myself to do new and uncomfortable.

I signed up because it sounded like fun. That was enough to convince me. And in the meantime I've also found a enjoyable and relatively easy way to make a significant amount of extra money, I've met really incredible people who I feel so blessed to know and love spending time with, and I've developed a lot more self-confidence. I have found a community of women who really value self care and who are enthusiastic about empowering one another. And that's what I really want. That's what I really want to be among because it is in groups of women like this that I see myself becoming more of who I truly want to be.

When I began this venture I really had no idea. I thought I could make a little extra money, get some free Sensaria products, and see what happened. I didn't know what to expect. And it's been just incredible. My experience with this company has and continues to affect me in countless ways.

Following is a poem that speaks volumes about my experience with Sensaria. I invite you to really let these words in, and feel what they mean in your own life.

Imagine a woman who believes it is right and good she is woman
a woman who honors her experience and tells her stories
who refuses to carry the sins of others within her body and life

Imagine a woman who trusts and respects herself
a woman who listens to her needs and desires
who meets them with tenderness and grace

Imagine a woman who acknowledges the past's influences on the present
a woman who has walked through her past
who has healed into the present

Imagine a woman who authors her own life
a woman who exerts, initiates, and moves on her own behalf
who refuses to surrender except to her truest self and wisest voice

Imagine a woman who names her own gods
a woman who imagines the divine in her image and likeness
who designs a personal spirituality to inform her daily life

Imagine a woman in love with her own body
a woman who believes her body is enough, just as it is
who celebrates her body's rhythms and cycles as an exquisite resource

Imagine a woman who honors the body of the goddess in her changing body
a woman who celebrates the accumulation of her years and her wisdom
who refuses to use her life-energy disguising the changes in her body and life

Imagine a woman who values the women in her life
a woman who sits in circles of women
who is reminded of the truth about herself when she forgets

Imagine yourself as this woman

By Patricia l Reilly


I often share this poem at the beginning of a spa party. When I hear a circle of women reading this poem together, when I hear so many voices speaking these words, and see different people nodding at different parts, and many people getting teary - I feel so honored to be part of this. Thinking about how many women, in Olympia and throughout the Northwest I have shared this poem with (not to mention the entire spa experience) is incredible. A couple months ago I read this poem at a Sensaria event when Rob Barnes (owner of Sensaria) was in attendance. He loved it, and told me tonight that he has distributed it to representatives ACROSS THE COUNTRY! What an impact! And then I can think about the ripple effect - the fact that I've influenced so many women who have in turn shared these gifts with others - and on and on.

I have a good friend who often says that we only get to keep it if we give it away. So we might as well help other people because that's the only way we're going to help ourselves. When we're feeling selfish and stubborn and exhausted - the best thing we can do is help someone who needs what we feel we're lacking. I really know this to be true, and see how it relates to this work in many ways. Being a Sensaria representative I have opportunities, every day, to encourage women to take care of themselves - not just their physical bodies, but really their entire beings. I get to remind us all to acknowledge and appreciate our worth, to stand firmly in our own beliefs and to stay present and grounded in our own lives. I get to challenge us to really respect ourselves, trust ourselves, accept ourselves, and love ourselves.

The beauty of giving these gifts to other women, is that I get them mirrored back to me. Through talking about these values to others, I, myself am reminded. And through partnering with the whole Sensaria team I have met so many incredible women, each with meaningful gifts to share. It's wonderful to be part of something that so fully supports my values and my visions.

playing The Price is Right with Rob Barnes, owner of Sensaria Natural Bodycare (05.20.05) Posted by Hello

Thursday, May 19, 2005


I just can't get enough! (05.19.05) Posted by Hello

Wednesday, May 18, 2005


the car i watched burn up today (05.18.05) Posted by Hello

Tuesday, May 17, 2005


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Monday, May 16, 2005


morning puddle jumping (05.16.05) Posted by Hello

on a lighter note...

i have a certain friend who likes to give me a hard time about being such a child of the 80s. i mean, yes, i was a child in the 80s. but i don't really think i'm any more a child of the 80s than... well, her. so, today i got this foward. and i laughed a lot. and i'd like to share it with y'all. i bolded the ones i could relate to. and added my own comments in italics.

You Know You Grew Up In The 80's or Early 90's If:

1. You've ever ended a sentence with the word "SIKE". (chendo)
2. You watched the Pound Puppies.
3. You can sing the rap to the "Fresh Prince of BelAir" ...and can do the"Carlton". (totally!)
4. Girls wore biker shorts under their skirts and felt stylishly sexy.
5. You yearned to be a member of the Baby Sitters Club and tried to start a club of your own.
(Yeah, I DID successfully start a club of my own.)
6. You owned those lil' Strawberry Shortcake pals scented dolls.
7. You know that "WOAH " comes from Joey on Blossom
8. Two words: Hammer Pants
9. If you ever watched "Fraggle Rock"
(really only two or three times)
10. You had plastic streamers on your handle bars... and "spokey-dokes" or playing cards on your spokes for that incredible sound effect (I didn’t have streamers, but I did have those things on my spokes. I didn’t know they were called spokey dokes though.)
11. You can sing the entire theme song to "Duck Tales" (Woo ooh!) This is hilarious because just a month or so ago a bunch of us were trying to remember it.
12. It was actually worth getting up early on a Saturday to watch cartoons. (Not at my house.)
13. You wore a ponytail on the side of your head.
14. You saw the original "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" on the big screen...and still know the turtles names.
(Big screen – no. But I’m still giving myself this one, because Michelangelo, Donatello, Leonardo, and… oh no… who was the other one? Oh, Raphael. Anyway, they were really a big part of my life for awhile.)
15. You got super-excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school. (OH MY GOD, YES!!!)
16. You made your mom buy one of those clips that would hold your shirt in a knot on the side. (I really tried to make my own, but it just wasn’t the same.)
17. You played the game "MASH" (Mansion, Apartment, Shelter, House) (Sometimes I STILL play MASH.)
18. You wore stonewashed Jordache jean jackets and were proud of it. (um… I had stonewashed Jordache JEANS, but not jean jacket)
19. L.A. Gear....need I say more?
20. You wanted to change your name to "JEM " (She's truly outrageous.) (Nah, I watched Jem sometimes, but I wasn’t that into her)
21. You remember reading "Tales of a fourth grade nothing" and all the Ramona books. (I still love Ramona)
22. You know the profound meaning of "WAX ON, WAX OFF"
23. You wanted to be a Goonie. (Nope, I didn’t manage to watch that until high school)
24. You ever wore fluorescent clothing. (some of us...head-to-toe) (TOTALLY!)
25.You can remember what Michael Jackson looked like before his nose fell off and his cheeks shifted.
26. You have ever pondered why Smurfette was the only female smurf.
27. You took lunch boxes to school... and traded Garbage Pail kids in the schoolyard.
28. You remember the CRAZE, then the BANNING of slap bracelets. (yes! How cool, and yet how dangerous those things were!)
29. You still get the urge to say "NOT" after every sentence. (and sometimes I do)
30. You remember Hypercolor t-shirts.
31. Barbie and the Rockers was your favorite band.
32. You thought She-Ra (Princess of Power!) and He-Man should hook up. (Didn’t they?)
33. You thought your childhood friends would never leave because you exchanged handmade friendship bracelets. (Yes, we certainly made friendship bracelets, but I was never so naïve to think that friends don’t leave.)
34. You ever owned a pair of jelly-Shoes. (and like #24, probably in neon colors, too) (Mom wouldn’t let me. But I’m bolding this one just because I wanted them SOOOO badly.)
35. After you saw Pee-Wee's Big Adventure you kept saying "I know you are, But what am I?" (No. I thought he was creepy, and it irritated me beyond words when people said stupid things he said.)
36. You remember "I've fallen and I can't get up"
37. You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates. (Oh… Skateland memories…)
38. You ever got seriously injured on a Slip and Slide. (Well, only scrapes and bruises, but certainly lots of them.)
39. You have ever played with a Skip-It.
40. You had or attended a birthday party at McDonald's. (With all my Waldorf friends? Um, no.)
41. You've gone through this nodding your head in agreement. (And also bolding those I especially relate to, and adding comments.)
42. You remember Popples.
43. "Don't worry, be happy"
44. You wore like, EIGHT pairs of socks over tights with high top Reebok's.
45. You wore socks scrunched down (and sometimes still do...getting yelled at by "younger hip" members of the family)
(No, I don’t still do that, but I totally mastered that art. And it was. An art.)
46. You remember boom boxes. .. and walking around with one on your shoulder like you were all that.
47. You remember watching both "Gremlins " movies. (Autumn, at your dad's house.)
48. You know what it meant to say "Care Bear Stare!!"
49. You remember watching "Rainbow Bright" and "My Little Pony Tales"
50. You thought Doogie Howser/Samantha Micelli was hot. (I’m pretty sure I STILL think Doogie Howser is hot.)
51. You remember Alf, the lil furry brown alien from Melmac.
52. You remember New Kids on the Block when they were cool...and don't even flinch when people refer to them as "NKOTB". (I bold this one, because it only asks if I remember when they were cool - not if I though they were cool. Because I didn't.)
53. You knew all the characters names and their life stories on "Saved By The Bell," The ORIGINAL class. (Who are we talking? The middle school class? I wasn’t so into them. I don’t remember all them for sure. There was Zach Morris of course, and Screech Powel. And A.C. Slater. And Lisa Turtle (was that her last name?). And Kelly Kepouski. But then there was that other girl in middle school. With long brown curly hair and classes. I don’t know her name. Then in high school there was Tory for awhile. And then there was Jessy Spano. Jessy was the greatest. I liked Jessy. I loved it when Jessy and Zach kissed when they were practicing for Sleeping Beauty. And… oh, never mind, I loved EVERY episode. Okay, so I know all the high school people.)
54. You know all the words to Bon Jovi - SHOT THROUGH THE HEART.
55. You just sang those words to yourself.
56. You remember watching Magic vs. Bird.
57. Homemade Levi shorts.. (the shorter the better)
58. You remember when mullets were cool!
59. You had a mullet!
(NO!!! Actually, as a toddler I did.)
60. You still sing "We are the World" (AND, I know it in sign language, too.)
61. You tight rolled your jeans. (oh TOTALLY! I forget about that important technique.)
62. You owned a banana clip. (duh)
63. You remember "Where's the Beef?"
64. You used to (and probably still do) say "What you talkin' about Willis?"
65. You had big hair and you knew how to use it.
66. You're still singing shot through the heart in your head, aren't you!!!

whoa!

so... a few things are going on right now. for me. emotionally. it's been a rough two days. here's what's up:
1. yesterday a marathon ran around my house. all around it. unaviodably around it. i had to see it. i had to hear it. i had to drive WAY out of my way to not run runners over and kill them. which i wanted to do. i don't really want to talk about this, but i'll just say that i'm really not glad that i couldn't run that race. i really wanted to run that race. when i say really, i mean really.
2. yesterday i saw a person who i miss a lot and it's complicated and it's not easy and missing is kind of easier than trying to make staying in touch work. but seeing this person yesterday was kind of heartwrenching.

so that was yesterday.
then today:
1. a person i know has a lot of opinions that they like to share. and they shared a lot of them with me tonight. and some were about me. and they were well intentioned. very. but i just want to say that i'm ALREADY nervous about this surgery that i'm having in a few weeks, and i don't want to hear other people doubting my doctor's competency.
2. some people i know are doing something that i used to be able to do, and now i can't - for lots of reasons and it's complicated and complicated and very complicated. and my reaction to them doing it, the feelings that it brings up for me, is complicated. and, yes, i have to be this vague. because i don't want to talk about it.
3. i sent an email, taking the initiative to hang out with the person mentioned in number two on yesterday's stressor list.

YUCK. that's how i'm feeling right now. really yucky.
to counteract that, let me share some good things that happened.
yesterday:
1. my good friend emma jane is back in olympia, and i went to the market with her.
2. i ran into a good friend at B&B who i hadn't seen in a really long time, and we agreed that we should get together and catch up more.
3. i spontaneously had dinner with a friend. i'm working on having a schedule free enough to be spontaneous. and my turkey burger at plenty was delicious.
4. my schedule was only free enough to be spontaneous because the friend that i was supposed to hang out with at that time didn't call, but then that friend did call, and we watched The Incredibles, which i enjoyed.
today:
1. i spent the day with a three year old. who is great. i really enjoy him.
2. i got a phone call from a friend who i hadn't talked to in a long time, a couple months.
3. i love my striped pajama pants that i'm wearing right now.

Sunday, May 15, 2005


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Saturday, May 14, 2005

Respect

What if we didn't laugh at kids. I mean, really. THINK ABOUT IT.

What if none of us ever laughed when a kid says or does something we think is "cute." What happens when a six year old says she likes taking a bath once a week and a whole room of grown ups cracks up? Imagine being her. Imagine how both humiliating and confusing that would be. What happens when someone says, in a stupid syrupy voice, "Hey little guy, what's your name?" and then the four year old hides behind his parent, and then everyone laughs?

All the time kids are saying things, answering our questions, telling their stories - and getting laughed at. We adults don't think about it, don't realize we're doing it. And pretty much everyone does it.

I don't. I'm not trying to sound superior and better than, but I really don't. And I wish other people didn't either.

I had a thought today, all of a sudden when I was driving down the road... what if we didn't laugh at kids? What if, as a society, we valued kids as human beings, and knew that we need to learn from what they say? Imagine how much more self esteem this whole society would have if, as children, our thoughts and dreams and fears were never, ever laughed at. Imagine how much more respect we would have for one another if, as children, we never questioned our own respectability. Imagine a society in which we weren't afraid to share our thoughts, in which we knew how to listen to others'.

Idealistic? Yeah, I get that way sometimes. But I'm not giving up.

Try it, please. Next time you want to laugh - just listen instead. And then respond. And have a conversation.

Let me know what happens.

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Friday, May 13, 2005


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Thursday, May 12, 2005


rooster (05.12.05) Posted by Hello

DT

I believe it was my second year of college. I've always always always been very habit bound. I like to do the same thing at the same time in the same way. I like that predictability. So I get into routines very nicely. For example, right now it's Thursday at 3:30 and I'm at Batdorf & Bronson. Where I always am. By that I don't meant that I'm almost always at this coffee shop on Thursday afternoons. I mean that every single Thursday at 3:30 I'm sitting ON THIS COUCH at this coffee shop. Because I like it here. And because I like routines. And because at 12:30 on Thursdays I eat (little mama with eggs scrambled, biscuit, hashbrowns crispy - unless they are out of biscuits, which happens, then I have a veggie benedict) at New Moon with Beth. And after lunch we come here. To B&B. And then at some point she leaves to go to school or something. And I say here. And do whatever.

What I just thought of, though, was a little routine I had my second year of college. Downtime. We scheduled it in. Cullen and I had downtime after lunch... I think on Monday, Wednesday, Fridays. Downtime consisted of Doing Nothing. It was a time set aside to lie on my bed and look at the ceiling and chat. Or maybe snooze. Sometimes we talked about how many of the 50 states we'd been to (he won) or made up names for other LC students. But we always had downtime. And it was scheduled in. Like, we'd be planning our day out, and would write: 12:30-1:45 DT.

And I miss that. I wish I had room in my scheule, just set aside, to rest.

job description: Toni

1. lots of appointment attending. must be patient when health care practitioners are running behind. even when they are running one hour behind.
2. blog reading and writing. must keep up with blogs written by every close friend who writes a blog, and periodically check up on blogs written by acquaintances and strangers. must come up with witty and thoughtful comments to post on friends' blogs. must come up with witty and thoughtful anecdotes from own life and share them.
3. meet with friends one to three times daily for breakfast, lunch, dinner, coffee, walk, or just hanging out.
4. write letters, emails, keep in touch by phone with about 30 people weekly.
5. wash the dishes before the whole house stinks.
6. Sit for hours at the coffee shop, enjoy the sights, scents, and sounds.
7. get enough sleep.

I haven't been able to do it all. Not to mention the other job, the one that actually pays me.

Things I want to do in my life, which I wish I had unlimited time for:
1. sleep
2. writing - in all the forms I enjoy
3. reading
4. walking and running and dancing and yoga
5. cooking, sewing, knitting, quilting
6. visiting with friends
7. sitting still and watching people

That's it. That's enough. That's all I need. When I start thinking that I have SOOOO many things that I want to do with my time and there's no way I can do them all I should stop and remember that there are many things I don't need to fit into my schedule. Like:
1. watching football
2. playing video games
3. riding a motorcycle
4. wine tasting
5. directing plays
6. reading comic books
7. selling things on ebay
8. playing basketball
9. traveling
10. bonding with a pet cat

those things are important to some people, but not me.

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

How do they do it?

All this talk recently of ideal jobs... wouldn't it great to be a Baby Namer. Or a Reader. Or a Friend. As my Job. I sure could fill up a 40 hour week with reading and writing and talking to friends.

But how about this one? Appointment Attender. My goodness. This is ridiculous! Completely. I thought that job was over. I thought I'd managed to quit. Apparently I was just on a nice sabbatical and I should have enjoyed it while it lasted. Because now I'm back, and the inbox is full and I've got some catching up to do! Welcome back, Toni, to your job as an Appointment Attender. Seriously. There were two today. Will be one on Saturday. Two on Tuesday. One on Wednesday. Then the following week - One on Monday. Two on Wednesday. One on Thursday.

It's too much. I don't want this job. I'm feeling really overwhelmed right now. How did I become a person with so many medical needs? (I know, Malaika, you're probably thinking I've always been this way. But that's only my vacation self. My at home self usually is appointment free. Except for these past 12 months.) I'm feeling fed up with this.

So... I'm looking for volunteers... who wants to drive me to appointments beginning June 10th when I can't drive anymore?

perspective (05.11.05) Here's my perspective commercial. I think we need more of it. Always. Especially if we're not happy. Any time we're not happy. It's time to find a new perspective. I'm not saying that there's always a positive spin and we should find it and choose it and love it. I'm just saying that it can't hurt to look at things from a different angle. Like... here's a new angle on my friend Sarah. I like it. Posted by Hello

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