Emerging from the haze...

Wow. I think I've joined human-kind again. I hurt my back last Monday and have been on muscle relaxants(sp?) since then. I've still had projects and presentations and couldn't be sleepy so I've been overcompensating with copious amounts of caffeine. Can you say "loopy"? Today I decided to rely on a diet of Motrin. It's somewhat killing the pain and I feel like at least I have a personality again. Those pills kicked me in the butt man. I am so grateful that I know my back will get better - I totally feel for those who live in chronic pain. I consider myself very lucky to be a strong (mostly) healthy person.

Weekend Wanderings

I'm taking an early weekend and getting out of here. Yipeee!
I'm looking forward to catching up with family and friends enhanced with the papa's homemade wine.
:)
Have a great weekend,
Sam

Did you hear me?

I was laughing so hard tonight, I swear you could have heard me from anywhere. I watching a show - it was bloopers from British live TV. Oh. My. Goodness. Did I laugh. I find shows like that so hilarious. Phew, what a workout. My cheeks hurt from laughing and smiling so much. You know that ridiculous belly laugh where you almost start laughing at the way you're laughing? (Disclaimer: there were no drugs of any sort involved with this particular laughing episode.)

Does anyone know of any websites that have blooper clips? I could use a daily dose of stuff like that.

Dear Blabby...

(That's Blog and Abby put together for those of you old enough to remember Dear Abby...)

I'm used to being in high pressure situations. I'm a multi-tasker extraordinaire. I thrive and secretly seek adrenalin infused moments. As I get older, I'm realizing that this is a fix that I've fed with the sports I've done, the jobs I've taken on, and the relationships I've had. When I look at my reflection in the mirror, sometimes I really do see the Supergirl cape that I love to adorn.

A supervisor I recently had told me that I should tone down - she says "you've just done everything and been everywhere - you think you can do anything." True to my Saggitarian nature, I honestly responded, "well, I can." It wasn't until later that I realized that she was trying to put me down, that she was insulting me.

The problem with this(perhaps naive)optimism/enthusiasm/reckless/ ambitious behavior, is that I don't always give myself permission to enjoy "downtime". I did absolutely nothing constructive last night and today I'm beating myself up for all of the things I could have accomplished but didn't. Sigh. Is there a program for people like me? Is there a way to perhaps weed some of the childhood-infused Catholic guilt that seems to plague me every now and then? Could I possibly be (gasp) the chronic-overachiever I've been accused of so often?

Is a dolphin related to a whale?

I just swam a few laps - something I haven't done for a very very very long time... I used to compete in swimming, I coached, and I taught lessons. Well, those were the dolphin days. Now I'm afraid to say I resemble more of a beached whale gasping and panting at the end of the pool. It'll take a while to get the breathing and pacing down again. It feels like I might die trying, but at least I'm trying.
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I am...

OK, I'm not usually one to post these kind of things, but if you've come by this blog, please answer/finish the sentences in order:

I am...
I wonder...
I hear...
I see...
I want...
I am...
I pretend...
I believe...
I touch...
I feel...
I worry...
I cry...
I am...
I understand...

Thanks. :)

Saturday Chores

So I finally got fed up with my carpet of papers and I bought a huge filing cabinet, colored file folders, and a shelving cabinet to go on top. I have a sationary addiction and I am attempting to get it under control... That is my Saturday chore of the day. I'm even rescheduling laundry for this evening in order to get through this today. Yep, I lead an exciting life. It's hard to get going but I know how happy I'll be once I'm done...

I just want a patio, some tunes, and a beer. Gasp, it's not even after 12 noon and I want a beer? It must be withdrawal.

I talked to my firefighter buddy last night for a couple of hours. If you know or see a firefighter, give them a big hug and thank them for risking their lives for the likes of you and me. I've known this guy since I was 13 years old, he's like my big older brother, one of my best friends, and my hero. He rescued me many times in my teenage years and he still magically shows up when he senses I've been playing with matches again. I'll see him next week and I just can't wait!

Enough delaying the inevitable. A filing I will go, a filing I will go, hi ho the dairy oh, a filing I will go....

Good intentions eh?

I keep meaning to post before I go to bed; however, I keep falling asleep by 8:00 - 8:30pm. I've slept more the last week than I have the last month and it feels great. I forgot what it felt like to not have to consciously hold my eyes open. I forgot what it felt like to have the energy to jog and work out. I forgot what it was like to wake up without the assistance of three alarms - you read right, no alarms for me, I've just been waking up! Glorious sleep. Sigh. Smile. Eh.

My creativity is running high and I'm really excited about some new projects. I was given the heads up that I'm seriously being considered for my "dream job" which would start early 2006. This certainly helps in the motivation department. Eh.

I met someone today from Oklahoma. I lived there for a while and quickly picked up the OK drawl. Now I'm driving me crazy because I keep catching myself talk like I'm an Okie - I'm even thinking with an accent! ARGGHHHH!! To try and jolt myself out of this irritating habit, I've even tried adding my Canadian "eh" onto the end of all my sentences...

Time to go eh. Later eh.

Mirror Mirror

It's funny. When I look in the mirror, I'm still kind of shocked who I see. That's metaphorical and literal.
Metaphorical... When I think of 4 years back, 2 years, 1 year... wow. Sometimes I sit at my computer here and look out my window where I can see a beautiful skyline sparkling with evidence of "humanity" and "civilization" and I really wonder how I got here and what's next. For a girl with wanderlust tendencies, I just don't know where I'll be. Someone once told me I was like a turtle that way - always carrying my home with me.
Literal... there's about 8 inches of hair gone from my head. You get used to seeing the same person in that there mirror and when it's different - it's just different I guess.

Alrighty then, I'm typing to hear myself clicking on the keys now... I'm looking forward to the weekend. I'm going to the movies on Saturday - any recommendations?

Momentum

I'm finding it hard to continue posting lately. I don't know what happened? I'll think of things to write about throughout the day, but then when I look at the screen...




Exactly that - blankness. I'm even finding it hard to leave comments and messages. Hmmmm. How about sharing quirky habits. Here are some of mine:
1. I eat popcorn with a spoon - it's completely logical really.
2. I am a self-confessed matchaholic - everything matches... and I mean everything.
3. I read trashy celebrity magazines on the weekend - (blushing)

OK, I'm done, now you.

May 3?

How did it get to be May 3? I am so confused... where have I been... I think I've been abducted by aliens, worked almost to death and then dropped here in this shamble of place I think is my home... and I want them to take me back...

I had to write the date today and I was really surprised that it was May 3 - I make myself sound so old when I say how time flies. Only a few more "days off" until I'm onto something new. I was so looking forward to these "days off" to catch up and now they are almost done. :( And instead of catching up, I think I've just been chasing my tail.

I became completely overwhelmed and fed up at one point yesterday. I cut off all of my hair. I used to have dark brown long curly hair... and now I don't. I like the new look a lot, it feels very pretty - not quite as "sexy" as long hair but pretty works too I guess.

Today was a good day. I managed to be at the right place at the right time and I bypassed a lot of loop holes and a lot of the fuss and la-tee-da. Hooray for me. It's who you know I tell ya, it's who you know...

I also managed to wack a few balls - I'm working in some new clubs. I really have to laugh at me at the golf course. I'm not a miss priss (a lot of female golfers are I'm afraid), and I love to laugh at myself. People look at me kind of weird when I laugh out loud in my little tee box, but what else can you do?

I know this is a ramble of a post, but I just wanted to start writing again and this is it for today...