28 May, 2009

Archie & The Gang...

I had heard on the radio this morning that Archie is finally going to “propose” in the upcoming issue of the Archie’s comic, which just happens to be the 600th issue.

According to the radio story, this “proposal” leaves Betty in tears and Jughead stunned. Do you think it could actually be Veronica? Could she possibly be Archie’s true love? One would hope not. I personally suspect it could be Midge; however if Jughead is “stunned”, could this comic book is turning a corner and the object of Archie’s affection is actually Jughead? Didn’t Sesame Street do something similar with Bert & Ernie?

I haven’t read an Archie comic book in years, but I just might to see how the plot unfolds…

Impending Doom...

I have this feeling all of the time...

27 May, 2009

"Make a Wish Wednesday"

My Wish: I don't really have an exciting wish for this week, but a lot of little ones, which is the grand scheme of things are probably significant.

  • I wish I was 20 lbs lighter (at least);
  • I wish I actually liked to exercise (it would make dropping those 20 lbs a lot easier);
  • I wish I enjoyed the taste of cooked vegetables. I don't know if it's the actual taste or the consistency when they are cooked, but either way - they make me gag;
  • I wish I disliked the taste of cold beer(s), BBQ ribs and potato salad;
  • I wish I had a "real" personal trainer to motivate me (not just my husband telling me that I need to run faster on the treadmill in order to see a difference). Yeah - I know he's a treat;
  • I wish I had chubbier friends and co-workers. At least I wouldn't feel so bad about my situation if those around me had the same problem;
  • I wish I had a little more self-control/self-discipline, but this is a tough one for me - particularly since I want to enjoy life. Don’t get me wrong, I’m content with who I am overall, but of course would love to be a little better thinner…

26 May, 2009

More Than You'll Ever Need to Know...

Today's blog inspiration comes from a post Renée had a couple of weeks ago. Although the first questions has been altered slightly, you will still be able to get a clear enough (albeit disturbing) picture of who I am.

  1. What is your best friend's name? Dixie
  2. Where is the weirdest place you have a mole? I don't have any moles, but I have a ton of freckles - enough to make up a fabulous tan.
  3. Who was the hottest teacher you ever had? Hmm - my Grade 11 theatre arts teacher.
  4. Have you ever made out in a movie theatre? No, not in a movie theatre, but plenty of times at the Drive-In.
  5. What body part do you wash first? My stomach, arms and then the rest of me.
  6. Do you hover over the toilet in public bathrooms? Yes always - there simply isn't any other choice.
  7. What's the strangest talent you have? I can do a great impression of Smurfette (minus the blue skin)...(you know, the girl smurf in the cartoon from the 80's).
  8. Do you have an innie or an outie? Innie.
  9. What's your favorite flavor of Pringles? Sour Cream & Onion.
  10. Have you ever been tied up? Hmm - maybe.
  11. Do you want to be? Not really.
  12. What's the last thing you got grounded for? It's been a LONG time, but it was probably for staying out too late or swearing.
  13. Do you parallel park or drive around the block? Parallel park, unless I'm driving my husband's truck and then I'll drive around the block.
  14. Have you ever had two dates in one night? No.
  15. How many times have you been cussed out? Once and that was by a miserable client. I have cussed out a few people myself however - mostly sales people I've worked with.
  16. Which shoe do you put on first? Left.
  17. Have you ever been to a gay bar? No.
  18. Girls... just wanna have fun.
  19. Is there one thing all of you love interests have in common? No.
  20. Did you French kiss before you were 16? Yes - most likely at the Drive-In.
  21. Have you ever been cow tipping or snipe hunting? Cow tipping - yes, but I'd have to say no to snipe hunting since I don't have a clue what that is.
  22. Who is the last person you usually think about before you go fall asleep? Usually my son, husband and other family members.
  23. Have you ever had a poem or song written about you? Not that I'm aware of.
  24. If you had to choose to not ever wash your bed sheets again or not wash your bath towel ever again, which would you rather not wash? First of all - GROSS! But, if I had to choose, I guess I wouldn't wash my towel.
  25. Have you ever found anything in your parents' bedroom that was questionable? Yes, once and I'm still traumatized at the thought of it.
  26. What was your childhood nickname? Taz or Sherman Tank. I wasn't large, but I was pretty destructive and like to find trouble.
  27. When was the last time you played air guitar? Probably in the 80's, unless Guitar Hero counts.
  28. Have you peeked in the opposite sexes locker room? No, but I have used the facilities in the men's room.
  29. What's the weirdest thing you've done while driving? I've eaten spaghetti.
  30. Have you ever been on the computer for more than 5 hours straight? Unfortunately yes - every day at work.
  31. How do you eat your cookies? I don't really like cookies.
  32. When working out at the gym, do you wear a belt? No - does anyone? But I guess I wouldn't know because I don't go to the gym.
  33. Name something you do when you're alone that you wouldn't do in front of others? Since my family has banned me from doing it around them - I sing.
  34. How many drinks does it take before you get drunk? Depends on the drink, but I would have to say probably 6.
  35. Have you ever sniffed an animal's butt? Umm, no. I have sniffed a diaper or two. What can I say, sometimes it is just the easiest way to recon that type of situation.
  36. Do you scrunch or fold your toilet paper? Scrunch.
  37. How many times a day do you pick out a wedgie? Well, that depends if I'm wearing a thong or grannie panties.
  38. Do you have any strange phobias? I can't stand frogs or toads - disgusting!
  39. Have you ever stuck a foreign object up your nose? Not on purpose, but once a stick got shoved up there when I was hiking in the woods and another time, corn flew out of my nose when I was laughing so hard and trying to eat at the same time.
  40. What is the stupidest thing you've ever done at a bar? I think I might have danced on a table or two. Believe me, it wasn't for money.
  41. Have you ever been dared to do something that you totally regretted? See #40 above. I've also mooned a few people. No regrets.
  42. Have you caught a guy/girl farting on a date? Not on a date, but once your married, courtesy goes out the window.
  43. Have you ever played naked Twister? No and I don't intend to.
  44. Have you ever been drunk at work? No, not drunk, but I have had some "Christmas" cheer in my coffee. It's o.k. though because my boss supplied it.
  45. Do you want to bring sexy back? Of course...

25 May, 2009

Introducing…The latest love of my life…

Yes, it’s true – I’ve crossed over and am happy to say that I am deeply in love with my MacBook. Having been a PC user for as long as PCs have been around (yes, that long), I have finally made the switch and it’s better than I had imagined. Although we have only been together for 48 hours, I know that there will be no other. It’s true love - the stuff dreams are made of…

22 May, 2009

Loans That Change Lives...

If you aren't already familiar with Kiva, let me try and explain or better yet, this this website if you get a chance.

Kiva is a non-profit organization that facilitates loans to individuals/small businesses in various developing countries. For $25, you can micro finance a small business of your choice. Although $25 doesn't seem like a great amount of money - it is, especially in areas where money and resources are scarce. For a less than a dinner for two, you can make a world of difference towards the betterment of someone's life.

I currently sponsor two individuals. My first loan was to Amina Zahanatia - she operates a poultry business in Tanzania and her loan has been 90% repaid. My second loan was to Queen Okhuahesohan - she runs a small food supply store in Nigeria and her loan has been 25% repaid.

The typical life-cycle of a loan is usually 6-12 months and during that time, you will receive updates as to your repayment status. You can either choose to re-loan what has been paid back or remove your money from the system.

I hope to add more loans to my portfolio in the upcoming months. I say “hope” because on occasion (i.e. after Kiva has been featured on Oprah); loan support has been so generous that there aren’t enough small businesses in the system to keep up with demand - obviously great news!

The concept of Kiva is similar to the old Chinese proverb: "Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime."

21 May, 2009

Heard it Somewhere...

  • Follow the path of your life with patience and never surrender your dreams.
  • Constantly work towards your goals.
  • Believe in good and always be truthful.
  • Take time to enjoy life's pleasures.
  • Keep your mind open to new experiences.
  • Think before acting, but don't forget the joys of spontaneity.
  • Make wise decisions.
  • Look out for yourself, but remember that you share this universe with others.
  • Look for the good in people as everybody has their own song to sing.
  • Live each moment to the fullest, for a moment too soon becomes a memory.
  • Look for opportunities, not guarantees.
  • Hope for the best.
  • Give people a chance to love you, for that is how you learn to love.
  • Be kind to yourself, but always be considerate of others.
  • Look forward to tomorrow, for it holds the key to your dreams.

20 May, 2009

"Make a Wish Wednesdays"...

My Wish: I wish I could afford this pair of D&G sunglasses.

I love sunglasses – all shapes, sizes, designs, colors and price ranges. I’m drawn to sunglasses like some women are to shoes, handbags or jewelry. Although I don’t have a large collection (currently only 15 pairs), I rarely pass up an opportunity to stop at any sunglass rack and try a few pairs on. I even check out the Dollar Store’s selection since you never know what you might find and to be honest – cheaper is better because then you can buy more. It’s still nice to dream of owning a pair like this…

19 May, 2009

My Rant of the Afternoon...

I’m sure many of you know what it feels like to work in a cubicle. How is it possible that the lack of personal space can manage to suck the life out of someone on daily basis? Why is it that people believe that a cubicle has the same noise retention qualities as offices? Last time I checked, cubicles didn’t have a door. Get a clue people – those around you can hear everything you say and can really appreciate how stupidly irritaing you sound. It drives me crazy…

As I’ve mentioned in previous posts, I read contracts for a living and to top things off - because of the boring work, I can be easily distracted and background noise is totally counterproductive for me. Until today, my area of cubicle village has remained relatively quiet. That is until my new neighbor moved in. She hasn’t shut up since she got here this morning.

Hopefully the abundance of her flirty blabbering is caused by it being her first day in a new environment and it is not a sign of things to come. I will give her the benefit of the doubt – at least for today, but as of tomorrow, I’m not making any promises and she better shut the hell up.

Stop & Smell the Flowers...

As Spring is in full swing and summer is just around a corner or two, flowers are blooming and I’m fondly reminded of my childhood…seems like just yesterday…

As a youth restlessness hounded me, as did the need to seek out adventure. Who am I kidding? Restlessness still hounds me, as does my need for adventure, but as I’ve grown older, I typically stop for a moment, albeit a brief moment to contemplate the consequences of my actions.

As a youth however, the “consequence of my actions filter” malfunctioned frequently. I don’t start out looking for adventure; however deep down inside, I have the internal desire to find it or perhaps I’m unconsciously willing it to find me.

Most would think my saving grace was that I lived in a rural area and the lack of population curbed by ability to find trouble – not the case. If I couldn’t find it within spitting distance, I would simply hitch a ride to town, saddle up my ride or gas up my motorcycle. On the rare occasion, I would walk but that was a last resort – back then I didn’t like to overexert myself (hmmm – I don’t think much has changed).

I like flowers; lots of flowers. I have certain fondness for gerber daisies and lilacs, but when I was younger, I didn’t have a favorite type and could really care less about the color. I liked them all just the same, but in great numbers. Back in the day, I had a particular fondness for flowers of the spring variety. I also had an unhealthy desire to have as many flowers as I could get my hands on – literally. I now attribute my springtime flower lust on the lack of color during the long, dark, cold Canadian winters.

Occasionally, I would get the chance to visit a friend in town and may even be invited to spend the night. I perceived these chances at opportunities for adventure, not to be passed over lightly. Let’s just say while on a leisurely stroll through the neighborhood, a flower or two was picked…

I often wonder how the townspeople felt the next morning. I’m sure it felt a lot like the Grinch had strolled into the sanctuary of their homes and stolen their Christmas cheer, except that it was springtime that had been so callously swiped from their front yards and the promise of renewal robbed out from underneath of them by a redheaded devil child and her marauding friends.

Needless to say, those actions were the talk of the town for weeks to come. I fondly recall a statement made by my mother when speaking of the situation over dinner one night - “Who in their right mind would do such a thing?” If she only knew…

17 May, 2009

Gardening Weekend...

This weekend has been a busy one. Not only is it a long weekend in Canada (Victoria Day), but it is "unofficially" the weekend we Canadians begin our gardening season. The snow has finally melted, the ground has warmed up and the risk of nighttime frost has passed (hopefully).

For the past few weeks, my husband and I have been creating a backyard oasis - new deck, new flower gardens, etc. The backyard project is the main reason my front flower gardens are in such shambles. This weekend finally marks the end of the hard work - the deck is completed, perennials have been planted and mulch has been spread. The only thing left to do is to plant a few annuals - most likely geraniums and of course my favorites, gerber daisies.

This gerber daisy was photographed by my husband last year - in my very own backyard after a summer rain.

15 May, 2009

Underwater Worlds...

As I slog away reviewing another wretched contract, my mind begins to wander to a better place. First, I start to think about lunch and how it can’t come soon enough and then I’ve moved on to weekend events and then I think “ooh, I should probably see what my horoscope has to say” and then once I’m on the entertainment page, I’m obligated to check the daily comics and then current events – it’s quite a vicious cycle. Needless to say, I’m easily distracted when I’m bored, which has happened a lot lately.

Not that the legal department is an overly entertaining place on the best of days, but today I seriously feel like a poke in the eye with a stick would be more entertainment than what I’m currently experiencing.

My happy place is one of magic and mystery and just the thought of it brings me peace and a certain sense of calm. No, it’s not Dairy Queen. Let me rephrase that – at least it’s not DQ today. I haven’t had an opportunity to visit this place for a few months now and I’m starting to get anxious about what it will be like when I return.

Soon, my butt will be perched on the side of a rolling boat and I’ll be mentally preparing myself for the complete exhilaration of back-rolling into open water, followed the rush of ice-cold water into my wetsuit and since it is Canada, the ever present numbing sensation of the ice cream headache to follow once the cold water has smacked me in the forehead. Yep, dive season in Canada is almost upon us and I can’t believe I’m looking forward to it going to tolerate it. Don’t get me wrong – cold water diving has a lot to offer - just not a lot that’s worth accepting – at least not in my opinion (joking…sort of).

If given the choice, I would choose a warm-water, crystal clear Caribbean dive over freezing cold, murky green, Great Lake dive any day. It’s just hard to get excited about stuffing myself like a breakfast sausage into a neoprene shell, strapping 20+ lbs of weight on my hips and rolling into the murky cold with a feeling that at any moment something is going to reach out of the murk and grab me by the ass.

At least with the Caribbean, I’m able to see further than 10 feet and might actually stand a chance of seeing what’s coming my way well before it’s dragging me down to a watery grave. Am I being dramatic? Perhaps. Call me silly, but once you’ve experienced heaven – it’s hard to go back to hell.

All that being said, when you love to dive, you just do it – regardless of how much fun it will or won’t be. The first few moments underwater are surreal. As you slowly descend into the depths of the abyss, you begin to take in your surroundings and soon you become aware that you have entered a completely different world and before you know it, you have left your cares behind. Ahhh…

Photo: Courtesy of my Husband.

14 May, 2009

It's an Honor...To Be Lovely

I have Fidgeting Gidget to thank for this award. This is my first award, so I’m pretty excited about it.


1) Accept the award, post it on your blog together with the name of the person who has granted the award, and his or her blog link.

2) Pass the award to 15 other blogs that you’ve newly discovered. Remember to contact the bloggers to let them know they have been chosen for this award.

Since 15 is a lot of people to tag, here are my top 5:

My lovelies are:

Renée – take a look and be sure to vote on her new proposed blog template.

Stepford Dreams – she’s an inspiration to all and besides she makes me laugh.

Señorita Andalucíana – I love her new blog format.

Life in the Second Half – Wow, I just realized I’m almost in my “second half”.

Mental P Mama – Anyone with the name Mental P Mama deserves an award.

Have a LOVELY day!

13 May, 2009

"Make a Wish" Wednesday

My Wish: I wish a garden fairy would magically appear and weed my flower gardens in the front of my house.

I swear my neighbors are going to nominate me for “World’s Worst Gardener”. To a passerby traveling at 60 mph, my gardens appear lush and full. It’s not until you step out of the car and glance around, that you realize what first appeared to be lush and full are actually overrun, festering weed-beds. The weeds are so bad they are actually overtaking my shrubs (at least the ones the bunnies haven’t eaten). I’m saddened and ashamed every day I come home to this visual distraction. Ughh.

I realize it’s still early in the season, but if I don’t get them taken care of soon, I’m going to start hearing about it from my mother-in-law! Seriously - considering we receive messages on our answering machine informing us that our grass needs cutting, complaints about the flower gardens have to be next…

Currently it looks something like this...

I need it to look more like this - at least for the sake of my neighbours...

12 May, 2009

My Husband’s Boss is an Ass…

As I have mentioned in previous blogs, I love to live for travel and my husband and I typically have our larger vacations planned at least 2 years in advance. Call us crazy, but we like to be well prepared and like to make sure our employers are well prepared for our pending departures.

We have been planning our trip to Borneo (scheduled for 2010) since February 2007 and on that note, my husband had informed his boss in writing at that time of this planned trip, so as to curtail any complaints by his boss that “he wasn’t given enough notice”.

Last week, my husband once again reminded his boss in an e-mail of the upcoming vacation in May, 2010 (still 1 year away) and his boss responds “I can’t approve that much time off in May.

There has never been an issue before with vacation approval, but all of a sudden this man decides he is going to need to change the vacation policy. WTF? Truth be told, the man is afraid he might actually need to step up and do some of the work himself in my husband’s absence. Perhaps I’m overreacting, but May isn’t even their busy period, so I’m not quite sure what he is bitching about.

I’ll say one thing, my husband is not pleased and pretty much has told his boss that he can do what he needs to do, but that he has to rethink his future with the company. Read between the lines – “go screw yourself”

My husband is an extremely patient and loyal employee and this type of knee-jerk reaction does not happen with him – EVER. I know he won’t actually quit – he also far too responsible to do that, but part of me wishes he would tell this man to “take this job and shove it”. He has put up with far too much for far too long. It just might mean that the holiday in 2010 will be postponed indefinitely, but at least it will be on my husband’s terms, not dictated by some dumbass.

11 May, 2009

Where Did the Weekend Go?

Monday morning has once again bitched-slapped me in the face and kicked me in the knee-cap. One would think I would be prepared for this weekly assault, but I’m sad to say no. It sneaks up on me every damn time and I before I know it, the weekend has passed me by and I don’t have anything to show for it. Two days aren’t enough time for me. If I just had one more day at home – life would be swell.

Saturdays are spent cleaning, doing laundry and the worst task on the planet – grocery shopping and if I’m lucky some time with friends or date night. Sundays are then spent on the outside chores – gardening and lawn cutting, unless it’s the winter months and then they are spent indoors on household projects. Of course, Sundays is also a day set aside for a big supper (pot roast or roast chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy), so needless to say, a big portion of my day is spent preparing and/or cleaning up from these suppers. Oh and I can’t forget my nap time. Naps are what get me through the following week.

The way I figure it, one additional day would allow me to shift some chores to the additional day or perhaps indulge in some “me” time. How nice would life be just sitting in the sunshine, on my deck, drinking a complete cup of coffee before it gets cold and being able to read a book? Ahhh – heaven.

Well, today is not that day and before I can comprehend what is happening, I’m in my car and my morning routine has begun. With one exception - this morning is my lucky day - I had to stop at the gas station and believe me – that particular task also annoys the hell out of me (which I can’t quite figure out why).

Anyhooo, it’s time to stop my complaining since I’m sure no one gives a rat’s ass. Here’s my happy thought for the day – it’s better to get gas in May than it is in January...

10 May, 2009

For All the Moms...

Before I was a Mom,
I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a Mom,
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.
I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom,
I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mom,
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put her down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.

I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom,
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body..
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.

Before I was a Mom,
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom.


08 May, 2009


This is the funniest website I have found in awhile. It’s a hilarious take on those inspirational/motivational prints – “motivational products and posters for pessimists, underachievers, and the chronically unsuccessful”.

Here are a few of my favorites, but I would encourage you to take a look at the entire collection at Despair.

06 May, 2009

"Make a Wish" Wednesday - Almost Forgot...

My Wish: I wish I had more time at home.

As I work full time and spend an additional 2 hours on my commute each day, some additional home time would be fantastic. I can only imagine what I could accomplish (or not) with an additional 2 hours each day. *sigh*

I’m often asked why I don’t just get a job closer to home and the answer is easy – money.

You see, I work in the legal department of a high tech company and last I checked; there weren’t too many of those types of companies in my region of rural Ontario. The one interview I did attend close to my hometown cemented my salary suspicions – the lawyer interviewing me informed me that my salary expectations were far greater that what he was currently earning and the best he could offer me was $7.50 per hour. What? Yep, I’m still commuting and will be for awhile.

I’ve always believed that you shouldn’t sacrifice your happiness for money, but I’ll be honest – I wouldn’t be happy without money. Money does buy happiness and those that believe otherwise are simply lying to themselves.

Grumpy No More...

Today, I’m feeling much better about life than I was yesterday. Could it be that the sun is shining or could this be because I just firmed up some holiday details for November? You betcha!

A special thanks to Rodney (Blankney Journal) – he was right, I just needed to start thinking about my next holiday.

Now, if only I could plan a holiday every time I felt grumpy…

8 Things...

Renée’s World tagged me in her post "8 Things", so here goes…

8 things I look forward to

  • 4:30 every work day
  • Vacations (i.e. Bonaire in November)
  • Going to the beach in the Summer
  • Ordering Chinese Food on Friday nights
  • The weekend
  • Afternoon naps on the weekend
  • Spending quality time with my husband and son
  • Big Breakfasts on the weekend

8 things I did yesterday

  • Went to work – yuck.
  • Went grocery shopping – yuckier.
  • Cleaned out my refrigerator – yuckiest.
  • Planned my November vacation – thanks to ann@bonairecaribbean.com
  • Watched Big Bang Theory, How I Met Your Mother and Two and a Half Men
  • Crocheted
  • Played Mahjong
  • Read the latest edition of National Geographic

8 things I wish I could do

  • Be independently wealthy
  • Sell all of my belongings and move to a Caribbean island
  • Learn to play poker
  • Travel to Australia, Africa and Italy
  • Buy a MacBook Pro
  • See Kiss in concert – tickets are sooo expensive
  • Travel to New Brunswick this summer to see my dad and grandparents
  • Buy a hot tub

8 shows I watch

  • Ugly Betty
  • CSI – all of them
  • Ghost Whisperer
  • Big Bang Theory
  • How I Met Your Mother
  • Two and a Half Men
  • Amazing Race
  • Will & Grace (reruns)
Since I don't have many followers (yet), I won't be tagging anyone on this post, but feel free to share your "8 Things".

05 May, 2009


As I am feeling particularly grumpy today and since I can’t think of anything nice to say, I’m better off saying nothing at all. Instead of bemoaning how miserable I am, I thought I would just share a few photos of my favorite place on earth.

04 May, 2009

Rum Punch Party...

Another Monday is upon us and I’ll try to highlight the weekend events, since I was too preoccupied on the weekend to do it then.

One of my friends has just retired - an event some of us can only imagine. In honour of such an event, a celebration was called for and what better way to kick off the celebrations than a rum punch party. My husband and I hosted the event which was attended by 15 of our closest friends.

I should mention that as semi-annual tropical traveler, the only thing I bring back as a souvenir from holidays anymore is typically alcohol and it’s usually rum. You name the flavour, I most likely have it – at least I did before this weekend. The choices presented were coconut, banana, orange, raspberry, lemon-lime or original and were served with a big bucket of punch (a mixture of orange juice, pineapple juice, lemonade, bananas, water and ginger-ale). Yum!

The measure of a successful party (in my opinion at least) is: Friends, plenty of food, plenty of drink, plenty of laughter and of course great music. In a risk of “tooting my own horn”, I would say it was a complete success. The only thing that could have made it any better was a few beach chairs, palm trees, a beach and a view of the Caribbean blue waters. I now have an excuse to continue my worldly travels – I need to restock my rum!

01 May, 2009

The Optimist Creed...

Promise Yourself...

  • To be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind.
  • To talk health, happiness, and prosperity to every person you meet.
  • To make all your friends feel that there is something worthwhile in them.
  • To look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true.
  • To think only of the best, to work only for the best and to expect only the best.
  • To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own.
  • To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future.
  • To wear a cheerful expression at all times and give a smile to every living creature you meet.
  • To give so much time to improving yourself that you have no time to criticize others.
  • To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.