Okay, so answering a question a day is much easier to do when I'm at work then when I am left to my own devices on the weekend. So, here it is, 30 minutes to midnight on Sunday, and I was hit with the realization that I hadn't answered the questions of the day(s). So please bear with me while I make up for my lack of discipline:
6. What do you wish you spent more time doing five years ago?
Hmmm...5 years ago was right after I left the Navy. I was on terminal leave and was in the process of setting up house in Georgia, potty training Jager, and looking for a job. I'm not really sure on what I would have spent more time five years ago, because I didn't have much extra time. Gosh, I really can't think of anything. I have no regrets during that time.
7. Do you ask enough questions or do you settle for what you know?
I absolutely do not settle, and that is sometimes not a good thing. I am a habitual Googler. I am constantly looking for more information. I have an underlying fear of succumbing to Alzheimer's (Miss you, Granny!). One of the ways I have found (thanks to Google!) to launch a preemptive strike against Alzheimer's is to keep my mind busy. That's easy. I hear something new, I find out as much information I can. Depending on how interested I am about the topic, I may spend anywhere from 30 seconds to hours learning what I feel is an adequate amount of information. This will be very beneficial if I am ever chosen as a Jeopardy contestant!
Good Night, Everyone. Peace.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Friday, April 1, 2011
5.What life lesson did you learn the hard way?
I learned that not all of my dreams are going to come true.
See, when I was a little girl, like all little girls, I had my wedding all planned out way ahead of time. I just knew that my Daddy would walk me down the aisle, and that my Mom would sing "The Wedding Song" by Paul Stookey, and all would be right in the world. The only thing not set in stone was who the groom was going to be.
Also like all little girls, life plays cruel tricks on us. My wedding was very far from what I planned. Neither Daddy or Mom were there because of circumstances well beyond their or anyone else's control. If you know me (and so far, all 3 of my followers do), then you know why Mom wasn't there. Daddy had just buried his own Mom a week before, and had used all of his vacation time to spend her last moments with her. Oh yeah, and I forgot my vows at the house, the candles were left at the hotel, and the marriage certificate was MIA until right before the ceremony.
Was I crushed on what was the happiest day of my life? Sure. Of course. But, and here's where I realized that it's never all about me. There was no one to blame for my plans being dashed. And, in the end, it was the most perfect wedding, with the most perfect groom. My brother and his family flew all the way from Texas and he walked me down the aisle. His little girls, who are such beautiful teenagers now, were my flower girl and ring girl. Oh, and the song mentioned above? Yeah, it was sung. By the most awesome father-in law a girl could ask for. And, a shout out to Nick Leninger, who somehow turned a normally 40 minute round trip into 20, arriving in perfect time for me to read the vows that I had written while floating in the middle of the Indian Ocean, just weeks after 9/11. More than a year before I had to say them. =)
So, no, my dreams didn't come true; at least the dreams I knew about. Yet the dreams that I had no idea about back when I was planning my perfect wedding turned out to be the truest dreams ever. I have so many wonderful things in my life, that if a stray dream doesn't come true, I'm okay. I can continue dreaming.
See, when I was a little girl, like all little girls, I had my wedding all planned out way ahead of time. I just knew that my Daddy would walk me down the aisle, and that my Mom would sing "The Wedding Song" by Paul Stookey, and all would be right in the world. The only thing not set in stone was who the groom was going to be.
Also like all little girls, life plays cruel tricks on us. My wedding was very far from what I planned. Neither Daddy or Mom were there because of circumstances well beyond their or anyone else's control. If you know me (and so far, all 3 of my followers do), then you know why Mom wasn't there. Daddy had just buried his own Mom a week before, and had used all of his vacation time to spend her last moments with her. Oh yeah, and I forgot my vows at the house, the candles were left at the hotel, and the marriage certificate was MIA until right before the ceremony.
Was I crushed on what was the happiest day of my life? Sure. Of course. But, and here's where I realized that it's never all about me. There was no one to blame for my plans being dashed. And, in the end, it was the most perfect wedding, with the most perfect groom. My brother and his family flew all the way from Texas and he walked me down the aisle. His little girls, who are such beautiful teenagers now, were my flower girl and ring girl. Oh, and the song mentioned above? Yeah, it was sung. By the most awesome father-in law a girl could ask for. And, a shout out to Nick Leninger, who somehow turned a normally 40 minute round trip into 20, arriving in perfect time for me to read the vows that I had written while floating in the middle of the Indian Ocean, just weeks after 9/11. More than a year before I had to say them. =)
So, no, my dreams didn't come true; at least the dreams I knew about. Yet the dreams that I had no idea about back when I was planning my perfect wedding turned out to be the truest dreams ever. I have so many wonderful things in my life, that if a stray dream doesn't come true, I'm okay. I can continue dreaming.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
4.What gets you excited about life?
Oh, this one is easy! There are so many things that make me grateful that I am breathing. Right now, it's the prospect of Spring. Warmer weather means more outdoor activities, which equates to more bike riding.
Every day, I'm excited to be married to my beautiful husband. I mean it. Every single day.
The little things also excite me. A new bud forming on my rose bush. Snuggling with my fur babies. Trying something new.
I think we humans get into such concrete routines, that we forget to take a moment to really appreciate what we have around us. If we stop wishing for more, and be thankful for what we have, then I truly believe that the majority of us would be pretty darn satisfied.
Every day, I'm excited to be married to my beautiful husband. I mean it. Every single day.
The little things also excite me. A new bud forming on my rose bush. Snuggling with my fur babies. Trying something new.
I think we humans get into such concrete routines, that we forget to take a moment to really appreciate what we have around us. If we stop wishing for more, and be thankful for what we have, then I truly believe that the majority of us would be pretty darn satisfied.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Sensible....
3. What’s the most sensible thing you’ve ever heard someone say?
Say, out loud? One thing that comes to mind is something my Dad said to me: "I'm not going to tell you not to do it, because then you'll do it anyway. I just better not ever get a phone call from jail, because I won't accept the collect call."
Yeah, that pretty much kept me out of some sticky situations growing up, and probably, subconsciously, is still keeping me on the somewhat right path.
It's easy to decide NOT to do something that may or may not result in being handcuffed and hauled off to the big house when you know that you may just have to stay awhile.
This also applied to stupid decisions I made that forced me to call my Dad for help. He was basically telling me he was not ever going to grant me a bailout. Once, when I was younger, I needed money to pay my cell phone bill. I called him up, begged for money, and was abruptly diconnected by way of him slamming down the receiver. The conversation, in a nutshell was pretty much I was an adult, with a job (navy), so I should be able to pay my own bills. If I wasn't able, then I was doing something wrong. That's when I learned that he meant the entire set of definitions for the phrase bailout.
This has taught me that it's MY responsibility, and mine alone to make sure that I can take care of what needs to be taken care of. Noah and I are a great team in that we discuss big ticket items with each other (I don't just go out and buy a $50 game or $100s in clothes). This keeps us from the fights that many people have over money.
Say, out loud? One thing that comes to mind is something my Dad said to me: "I'm not going to tell you not to do it, because then you'll do it anyway. I just better not ever get a phone call from jail, because I won't accept the collect call."
Yeah, that pretty much kept me out of some sticky situations growing up, and probably, subconsciously, is still keeping me on the somewhat right path.
It's easy to decide NOT to do something that may or may not result in being handcuffed and hauled off to the big house when you know that you may just have to stay awhile.
This also applied to stupid decisions I made that forced me to call my Dad for help. He was basically telling me he was not ever going to grant me a bailout. Once, when I was younger, I needed money to pay my cell phone bill. I called him up, begged for money, and was abruptly diconnected by way of him slamming down the receiver. The conversation, in a nutshell was pretty much I was an adult, with a job (navy), so I should be able to pay my own bills. If I wasn't able, then I was doing something wrong. That's when I learned that he meant the entire set of definitions for the phrase bailout.
This has taught me that it's MY responsibility, and mine alone to make sure that I can take care of what needs to be taken care of. Noah and I are a great team in that we discuss big ticket items with each other (I don't just go out and buy a $50 game or $100s in clothes). This keeps us from the fights that many people have over money.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Question 2.
2. Who do you sometimes compare yourself to?
I believe that it is human nature to compare yourself to everyone. I think it's kind of a systems check. How you deal with the results determines what type of person you are. I compare my knowledge level at work to my coworkers, I compare my singing ability to other singers, and I compare my looks to just about everyone in the world. Does it consume me? Maybe the first comparison. I pride myself on my knowledge, and am continually striving to expand it. Singing is a personal expression of our feelings. So if someone sounds better than I do, I dwell for a second, then remind myself that the way someone is singing a song is THEIR way, not mine. As for looks, and this is where many people get consumed, yes, I compare myself to others. If people didn't do a check on how they compare to others, if they didn't care about the way they looked, they would wind up in pajamas in the middle of the day cruising the aisles of Wal-Mart. I will NEVER wear PJs to Wal-Mart for a routine shopping excursion. Granted, if there is an emergency that requires an item carried at that store, and it's 3 in the morning, then yes, I may be seen in at least sweats or yesterday's clothes.
I believe that it is human nature to compare yourself to everyone. I think it's kind of a systems check. How you deal with the results determines what type of person you are. I compare my knowledge level at work to my coworkers, I compare my singing ability to other singers, and I compare my looks to just about everyone in the world. Does it consume me? Maybe the first comparison. I pride myself on my knowledge, and am continually striving to expand it. Singing is a personal expression of our feelings. So if someone sounds better than I do, I dwell for a second, then remind myself that the way someone is singing a song is THEIR way, not mine. As for looks, and this is where many people get consumed, yes, I compare myself to others. If people didn't do a check on how they compare to others, if they didn't care about the way they looked, they would wind up in pajamas in the middle of the day cruising the aisles of Wal-Mart. I will NEVER wear PJs to Wal-Mart for a routine shopping excursion. Granted, if there is an emergency that requires an item carried at that store, and it's 3 in the morning, then yes, I may be seen in at least sweats or yesterday's clothes.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Inspiration From a Friend
I have been inspired. Eli, a great friend of mine, has given me an idea on how to actually commit to posting on this here blog.
Using the list here, I'm going to answer one question a day for the next year. Granted, I'm starting with one follower on here (Thank you, Iva!), but maybe I'll get more friends (an ironic statement. I have many friends, and I am thankful for all of them).
So, here goes:
This has also made me realize that it's probably been a long time since I have tried anything that is new that is actually interesting. This will have to change. Soon. I can't continue to be mundane in a mundane world.
Using the list here, I'm going to answer one question a day for the next year. Granted, I'm starting with one follower on here (Thank you, Iva!), but maybe I'll get more friends (an ironic statement. I have many friends, and I am thankful for all of them).
So, here goes:
- When was the last time you tried something new?
This has also made me realize that it's probably been a long time since I have tried anything that is new that is actually interesting. This will have to change. Soon. I can't continue to be mundane in a mundane world.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Bike MS Fundraising Plea
The National Multiple Sclerosis Society is dedicated to ending the devastating effects of MS but they can't do it without our help. It's faster and easier than ever to support this cause that's so important to us. Simply go to the websites at the bottom of this flyer.
Noah is riding 60 miles for the Fight, and I am volunteering the day of the race. Please help us reach our fundraising goals.
Any amount, great or small, helps to make a difference in the lives of people with MS. We appreciate your support and look forward to letting you know how Noah does in the ride.
P.S. If you would like more information about the National Multiple Sclerosis Society, how proceeds from the MS Bike Tour are used, or the other ways you can get involved in the fight against MS, please visit www.nationalmssociety.org.
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