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Seize The Day...

I know it’s been awhile since I’ve posted and I don’t really have an excuse, except that my blogging mojo has been in hibernation. I’m still not sure that I’m fully back to where I need to be, nor are my writing skills finely tuned to perfection, but I just wanted to take a moment to remind everyone of something. I will apologize in advance for it’s depressing nature, but sometimes we need these reminders… Life is short, unpredictable and precious. Never take that for granted. I understand we all get consumed with our daily lives and the grind can wear us down and fog our perceptions of what is truly important. Having said that, we all need to take a step back and re-focus on what we already have in our lives and not worry about those things that are truly unimportant and bogging us down. I have been reminded of this a couple of times already today. The first is when I heard the news of the sudden passing of a co-workers wife. She was 37, went for an aft...

Travel Vacations...

Let me first start by saying that I have no experience in this area, but am slowly gathering some knowledge through my research while trying to help The Boy “discover himself”. Truth is - I’m trying to get him out of my house and into the world… Although, I joke about his wasted college days, I don’t see anything that helps you decide the things you DON’T want to do in life as a total waste. Yes, money has been spent on school that could have been better spent elsewhere. Enough said… I’m not dwelling on that. Moving forward… So, The Boy is once again at a crossroads of what he wants to do with his life. He’s tried three separate college programs (broadcast television, business marketing and most recently, culinary management) and none seem to be fulfilling a need in his life. While he enjoys culinary, it’s not something he can see himself making a long term career out of. He’s a hard worker, but just doesn’t have the passion for it. With all that being said, it’s been di...

To All The Golf Balls In My Life...

I received this e-mail today and thought I would share...   When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 Beers. A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous 'yes.' The profe...

At Least I Had Someone To Tell Dirty Jokes To...

I’m feeling in a bit of a “mood” today and I can’t put my finger on the cause.   I just know I’m feeling “off”.   I like my new job, but I miss the people from my boring old job.    I miss my old boss – at least we laughed about things.     I miss some of my old co-workers – especially the one that would bake me cookies.   I miss being able to surf the internet.  Oh, how I miss the internet (insert longing sigh).   Yes, I’m well aware how much I complained about that old job and about having nothing to do, but at least I had people to talk to, to laugh with, commiserate with and to make fun of.   Here, there is no one.  I’ve been here over 6 months and not a single person has grown on me yet.  I’ve tried to engage them, but to no avail.   I don’t know how to explain it, but they’re an odd bunch.  We have absolutely nothing in common, but that’s not what m...

Peacekeeping 101...

Well, The Boy is home from school for the summer…or perhaps longer and with that, my peace-keeping skills are already getting a workout.   I’ve always been the middle-man in my household – the “go to” person.     If J wants to relay something to The Boy, he tells me.   If The Boy wants his dad to know something, he tells me.   It’s not like they don’t speak to each – they do.   The typically get along without incident.   They both have their opinions and usually respect what each other has to say.    Usually…   The Boy has not done fabulously at college this year.   I honestly believe, it’s not for lack of trying, he tried, but he just wasn’t interested in what program he chose.       I understand that it’s hard to choose a program and a career based strictly on a college catalogue.     How can you possibly know what you want from life, if you haven’t experienced anything? ...