Journey & Adventure

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again…I don’t believe in setting New Year’s resolutions and I don’t plan on setting any this year.    I do plan on making and keeping a few promises to myself.   I know it sounds like the same thing, but in my mind, it’s not.  My first promise to myself has been to quit wasting time on that stupid Candy Crush game.   I cannot understand why I’ve let it consume so much of my life in 2013, but alas I did.   I deleted it from my phone today.   I’m done being aggravated on a daily basis by that thing.   Ahhh, it feels good. I also plan on letting go a little more – especially the things I cannot change.   My job sucks.   My co-workers suck.   My boss sucks.   Without a career change, I cannot change any of those problems.   Unless something else magically comes along, I plan on sucking it up and making the best of it until I can move along to sunnier climates.   This past year, we trimmed television from our lives and it has been a liberating expe

Wow!   Where has the month of December gone?   The last I remember, it was late November and now, Christmas is upon us.   How did that happen? On the upside, I’ve been done my Christmas shopping and decorating since December 1 st , so it’s been a pleasant experience being able to AVOID the mall, crowds and crazies.   I did however, fail at Christmas baking this year.   I don’t enjoy baking, so it’s not something I do willingly, but every year, I begrudgingly make J and The Boy shortbread cookies.       This year I’m blaming the lack of cookies in our household on the makers of corn starch (a key ingredient in the cookies).   Yes, the corn starch company!   For the past 15 years, the recipe I use for the shortbread has resided on the side of the corn starch box.   Imagine my surprise when I look for the recipe on my new container of shortbread and all I see are the instructions “for recipe ideas visit our website”.   WTH?    So because I’m not totally lazy, I trudge off in sear

Here's a little something I've been working on.  It's fitting given all the snow we've been getting up here in Canada. White Bear's Journey Zuni carver, Everett Pinto, carved this white marble bear with the turquoise heart line.  The bear has been wrapped in heavy sterling and the necklace has been strung with white moon shell heishi beads, hematite beads, and nuggets of vintage Sleeping Beauty turquoise from the legendary closed mine in Arizona. The Bear is a symbol of strength, with power from within.  The heart line, which starts at the mouth of the bear (where breath gives life) and point to the soul (where faith, spirit and inner strength reside).

For years, I’ve struggled with happiness in my career.   I’m easily bored, need to be challenged and most important of all, don’t like to be micro-managed.   Well, I’m 3 years into my current position and am still unhappy with my choice in careers.   It’s my problem and I’m dealing with it, BUT knowing it’s only short-term (3-5 years) definitely helps.     That being said, I’ve come up with a plan of sorts – something that should keep me engaged, reduce my exposure to unpleasant people, allow me to be slightly creative and the best part – my report structure should change.   AND, there is a need for this position within the organization – they just don’t know it yet!   Here is where by diabolical scheming comes in.   I need to figure out a way to – make them aware of the need for this position, convince them I’m the right person for the position, convince my boss he’s not the reason I’m want out of our department, so he’ll give the new position his blessing, recommend me a

Does anyone use the word “please” or is it just a given that they are entitled to something and therefore the word is not required? Why are some people just bitchy assholes EVERY, SINGLE day of the year? When did we become so self-absorbed? Why do some people believe the world revolves around them? Why does the festive season bring out the worst in mankind? Why has Facebook become the first thing people turn to when they need to express their emotions? What did we do with our spare time before social media and Candy Crush? Do you really care if a Facebook friend cleared a level on Candy Crush? Why does Facebook recommend “people that I may know” that only appear to be porn stars? Do they know something I don’t? Does anyone read anything other than status updates anymore? Why do the Internet Nazis allow me access to social media sites, but not the Weather Network? Why do we wish our lives away and only live for the weekends? Does anyone send Christmas cards anymo