Thought of the Week

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person who wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will.
You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time.
You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken.
You'll fight with your best friend.
You'll blame a new love for things an old one did.
You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love.

So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.

Don't be afraid that your life will end,
be afraid that it will never begin.

-anonymous

"To sleep, perchance to dream:"

"--ay, there's the rub;
for in that sleep of death what dreams may
come,"
- Hamlet (III, i, 65-68)

Sunday night and I am still waiting for my chance to sleep. The week is always crazy with work, never mind trying to find time for a life. And then there's the weekend. Yes. I get to do what I want. Go out. Spend time with
family. Run errands. Work out. Do nothing. Read. Watch TV. Catch a movie. See friends. Hang out. Have a drink (maybe two, okay, make that three). Cook. Clean. Laundry. Mow the lawn. Vacuum, Clean the litter box. Ah, yes. All to do. In a weekend. 2 days. Work 5 days a week, then shove the rest of my life into the weekend. And what do I REALLY want to do on the weekend? Sleep. To have that chance to dream.

Oh, it's not that bad. I do have fun. I had a great Friday night. Dinner with my brother, future sister-in-law, and niece. I arrive and my niece puts her arms out for me. Can you ask for a better welcome than that? So, I kneel down and open my arms for her. Does she run into my arms? No. Does she give me a kiss? Not then. I'm at her level. With a straw in hand, she puts her plastic menu on the floor, sits down, and looks as me as if to say what's taking so long, hurry up and sit with me! Dinner went by quickly. Went back to my brother's place and put my niece to sleep. Then started cooking. Let me explain. Whenever I go to my brother's house, I usually end up cooking, baking, something. Friday night it was fudge. Peanut butter fudge. Mmm. I have to make sure that I can make 3 different types of fudge that's good enough to use for guest gifts at my brother's wedding.


Saturday. Didn't get a chance to sleep much Friday night, but I was up early and worked out in the morning. It felt so good. Errands came next. A couple of hours at my friend's pool. I had to leave because I was too close to falling sleep in the lounge chair, and I really don't want to deal with the burn. Pampered myself with a pedicure. I have the cutest toes right now! I know they're just toes and it's just a little bit of polish, but I don't get pedicures and I hardly ever paint the toes. Went out Saturday night. Had so much fun. Threw a few darts and got to spend time with friends. No one in particular, but I can usually find someone. Met some new people, Saw some old friends. That's how a night out should be.

Sunday. Still didn't get to sleep. Sunday's usually my one day to sleep as late as I like. Probably should have gotten to sleep before 4:30AM. Definitely should have gotten home before 8AM. II wanted to spend time with my niece BEFORE she had to to go bed or over to her grandmother's for the night, so I was back at my brother's house. Gives him a chance to clean while I entertain the child. It's now after 10:30PM, and I still need a nap!

Now, I want to sleep. Perchance...

Argh!

I was so excited. i was genuinely excited. How brief a feeling. Just getting started. Learning something new. Was it all for naught? Meant to be shared, to provoke thought, to start a conversation, to give information. Now... nothing. I hope it's temporary. A momentary lull. Don't want to have to begin again.

Thought of the Week

IF

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting;
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies;
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

-Rudyard Kipling

First things first

I guess it's time to get started. I've never been very good at journaling, so I have no idea how I'll do when it comes to keeping up with a blog, but I will do the best I can.

I am sitting at work, getting ready to shut down for the day. 6:30 isn't that late, but I have a 2 hour drive home. The drive's not that bad. I kind of enjoy it. Getting up early in the morning... now that's a different story.

Just wanted to get something posted and to say hello, so welcome. Let's have some fun together.

My niece, Lilly. Isn't she adorable!