A 30 something fun free spirit, journaling my life experiences with whimsical wonder........
Sunday, October 29, 2006
George and I have been dating for close two months and we are getting so much closer to each other. It has been such a great experience and we are learning so many things and diving deeper in the journey. We are definitely in the honeymoon stage of our relationship and I look forward to each day with him. Neither one of us was "looking" for someone when we met each other on Sept 7th but we definitely bumped into each others life for a reason. We talk to each other for hours and we genuinely enjoy the time we spend together. He is a sweet man with a heart of gold. He makes me laugh and keeps me focused on whats really important. I am blessed to have him in my life. He is truly a gift to to me and I look forward to opening up with him more and more each day. I love him dearly.
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
You know you can only stick your head in the sand so many times before you realize that you just can't hide from your problems. Whether they are family, relationships, work related, financial, health, addictions, etc. the only way out is to face them head on and chip away until they are resolved. I have a history of hoping it will just all go away. Maybe if I just chant the same mantra over and over things will get better. They definitley will get better but a plan needs to be in place to dig myself out of this hole. I'm looking up from a huge hole called my life. I am really at the bottom with a ton of things in my life that have fallen to the bottom. I'm on the cusp of making some drastic changes, cause as they say "How's this working for you?", and "Well it's just not working". I could list out all the things that are wrong in my life but my headache would only continue to pound so I'll just say I've done a ton of things to sabotage my happiness and my outlook has been rather bleek for months now. I am trying to see through the clouds but it has been a challenge. Between my job and my financial situtation I feel like a failure. I feel like I am drowning in debt and I can never get ahead. Just shy of working a second job and working 80 hours a week, I know I need to make a serious change but at what price. I am fortunate that my relationship with my boyfriend is going well but lately that has been strained too. Something's got to give.
Monday, October 23, 2006
Back from Chicago from a medical trade show business trip, and what a great city to visit. I definitely need more time to see all the sites, but I enjoyed dinner at Carmine's (Authentic Italian) www.rosebudrestaurants.com complete with a multi-lingual piano player in the background. Another wonderfully delicious restaurant is Devon Seafood, www.devonseafood.com. Everything was cooked to perfection and the Almond crusted Tilapia was prepared with the finest ingredients. The Palmer House Hotel www.Hilton.com is a gorgeous old hotel and Miller's pub next door is a great little Irish pub for some authentic cocktails. The McCormick Center is a huge convention center and it's a great ride along Lake Michigan. The week I was there was a huge organized effort for the ONE campaign and 23 million people stood up and were recoded in the Guinness Book of World Records of the most people standing up for one case, to end poverty worldwide. It was great to see and even though I was there on business I was there in spirit www.one.org/node/202. It's amazing what the power of ONE can truly do. With so much affluence in this country the resources need to be allocated. It's time people are dying and need help and the US has the funds to do it if they chose to, just starting with getting at least 1% ($25 billion) of the US budget on the books to show they commit to ending this. We'll I don't have too many political views but this one is very worthwhile. I'm going to run but I'll chat again lata!
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Good morning world,
It's one of those mornings where I wish I steered my car off of 128 S and cruised to the beach instead of work. It's been one of those days where all I can think of is lying in the sand with my toes squished in the sand, the waves crashing behind and the cool salty breeze in the background lolling me to sleep. I am very groggy this morning and although I have only had one cup of coffee, the caffeine jolt hasn't hit me yet. It is a beautiful, sunny day and as I peer out of my office window, I begin to daydream. As my thoughts wander about the life I could have led, like a high profile photo journalist or a big time Corporate Advertising Executive with a corner office overlooking the Manhattan skyline I begin to wonder. I have always been enamored with the allure of a high profile life. It's fun to fantasize about what it would have been like to travel on a yacht or eat breakfast with diplomats at a five star resort in Paris. I think the mundane tends to pull me into a routine that is so drab. My creative intuition just wants to jump for joy and the restless Palomino inside is just itching to be released from the gate.
It's one of those mornings where I wish I steered my car off of 128 S and cruised to the beach instead of work. It's been one of those days where all I can think of is lying in the sand with my toes squished in the sand, the waves crashing behind and the cool salty breeze in the background lolling me to sleep. I am very groggy this morning and although I have only had one cup of coffee, the caffeine jolt hasn't hit me yet. It is a beautiful, sunny day and as I peer out of my office window, I begin to daydream. As my thoughts wander about the life I could have led, like a high profile photo journalist or a big time Corporate Advertising Executive with a corner office overlooking the Manhattan skyline I begin to wonder. I have always been enamored with the allure of a high profile life. It's fun to fantasize about what it would have been like to travel on a yacht or eat breakfast with diplomats at a five star resort in Paris. I think the mundane tends to pull me into a routine that is so drab. My creative intuition just wants to jump for joy and the restless Palomino inside is just itching to be released from the gate.
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