"Running" - No Doubt

Run
Running all the time
Running to the future
With you right by my side

Me
Im the one you chose
Out of all the people
You wanted me the most
Im so sorry that Im falling
Help me up lets keep on running
Dont let me fall out of love

Running, running
As fast as we can
I really hope you make it
do you think well make it?
Were running
Keep holding my hand
Its so we dont get separated

Be
Be the one I need
Be the one I trust most
Dont stop inspiring me
Sometimes its hard to keep on running
We work so much to keep it going
Dont make me want to give up

Yesterday there was an snow storm which turned into an ice storm, which in turn, left some pretty neat icicles behind around the yard. My cats were wildly swooshing their tails back and forth by the porch window, watching this feeder hoping for a bird to fly through the window into the house. Or, that they will find a way to break through the windows! LOL! I on the other hand was just playing around with my camera, getting used to the different settings and thought that theses icicles looked pretty as the sun melted them away one drop at a time.

The best advice from a best friend...

"I have spent the last 8 months consumed night and day, everyday of every week with thoughts about how much I love him and our relationship that I forgot who I am. I lost touch with myself and it's scary"

"you don't want to lose yourself...you have to live with yourself for the rest of your life." - Julia M.

"I was born the day you kissed me, died the day you left me, and lived for the time that you loved me"

Here goes Kourtney trying to keep her balance sledding Yesterday Afternoon! Some parents watched holding their cups of coffee at the top of the hill, while others ran and jumped on top of their kids on a big tube, sending them flying in circles down the white powdery slope. I myself waited at the bottom of the hill trying to catch some good pics. Watching all of the kids sliding, I wondered at which age growing up does our pain tolerance suddenly decrease. Is is 16, 20, 25??? I observed some young kids nose diving over this 3 foot jump in the snow on all sorts of sleds...crashing, banging, flipping through the air landing on their heads! They all laughed and got up and ran up the hill to do it again! I pictured myself flying over that thing, and landing once on my tail bone would have done me in! I smiled at their fearless endeavors trying to "catch the most air." Honestly it made me feel old. I realized that I'm 27...not 77 and if I dont get some guts back now, and remeber how to have fun and stop worrying so much then...I'm going to end up rolling my self down a snowy hill in a wheel chair someday trying to get back my youth. That would be dangerous on so many levels and probably end up on an episode of Saturday Night Live, if the show is still around. It is important to remeber who we are and where we came from, and the funny things that we did as a child that made us who we are today. Losing touch with those memories and feelings will only turn us into adults. Turning into a "grown up" is much more desireable because it means that we have "grown" as people as we grew "up." Adults are just crabby and shallow.

Winter Office Olympics

On a lighter note...screw the salt and the sand. Real woman should know how to rock a pair of stilettos under any weather condition that should arise. I walked through the parking lot at work this morning, over mountian like formations of ice, slush and black ice. The sand that was down only seemed to add color to the terrain. It is a good 50 feet from where my car was parked to the door. I couldn't help but smirk imagining watching every woman at work that day parking at the same time, and better yet walking at the same time towards the door in their high heels, trying to keep posture and elegance with every step. I expanded on this intrusive ill humored thought and wondered how much funnier it would be if it were made into an "Outdoor Office Olympic" For example, a horn would blow and the first one to the door from their car withought falling, with both shoes on, and withought dropping their purse, lunch ect. would win first place. Second place could include making it to the door only falling once but with both shoes still on. Third place would be won if you fell only twice, but made it to the door with both shoes on and everything still in hand. Forth and Fifth places would include one shoe on ect...then the dreaded barefoot arrival. Just think of all the different ways this could be judged...posture, balance, the list could go on. Even imagine those with a fresh hot coffee in one hand. That could get messy. I myself made it ok after questioning 2 puddles, which one seemed thick enough to hold me without breaking. A nearby construction worker chuckled as he found humor in my questioning of the two puddles, looking back and forth. Thankfully my guess was right. All humor and smiles slowly melted away as I approached the door and remembered that I had an 8 hour work day ahead of me.

"Remember, Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, but she did it backwards and in high heels." - Faith Whittlesey

I have often thought how amazing it is that each person lives their lives, day to day, creating beliefs and assumptions, forming opinions, forming ideas of what the true meaning of life is all about...after all we all only have one. Sometimes, It intrigues me to realize that we are just one person with one outlook of life and of the world, and we all thing that our outlook and perception is the "right way' or most logical at least! How narrow minded are we really to think that way. We just assume that everyone thinks like us. It is rare that we stop and wonder what a stranger standing next to us is really thinking. Life's trials and rewards and learning experiences, form us into who we are, and who we will be. Every person on earth has grown into who they are based on their own experiences and thought processes. To imagine that every single person on the planet has a different perception of life is pretty spectacular. So this is my blog, about life...through my eyes.