Good Bye!

This is my last post for a few weeks. I'm heading out early in the morning and leaving all technology behind... except for my digital camera, iPod, GPS System and cell phone. This adventure is exciting and I can't help wonder if something big will happen to change the course of my life. That would be sweet. I need something to motivate me and build self-confidence. Yesterday, I was all ready to enter an erotica poem contest, and then I got nervous and didn't submit it. I'm hoping next time I'll have the guts to go through with it.

I wish everyone a safe holiday weekend, and we'll see you when we'll see you.

Hysterical Lyrical?

I wrote these poems today while thinking about my journey. I’m not an expert or gifted poet, but it was fun writing them.

Here's a song to listen to if you get bored with the poems. It's my favorite Van Morrison song titled "Into the Mystic," and is fitting for this moment in time (awesome pictures on this video)."

Travels

Staring at an open road,
An endless painting, God bestowed.
Freedom, we all take for granted
In a song, seldom chanted.

Praise the splendor of this nation,
Absorb its beauty, on vacation.
Make it to our destination,
Laugh, talk, sing, good vibrations.

We made it to the new thirty,
Pull back time, it’s in a hurry.
Take pleasure in these forty years,
Do something fun, buy naughty gears.

“Will” I return?

On the move, ready for flight
Trouble sleeping, throughout the night.
Had a bad dream, my car hit a tree
Surprised by life’s disposal of me.

Called my lawyer to set a date
Things to entrust, since I lack a mate.
Dividing possessions, gives a chill,
Although it was time, to make out my Will.

Birthday Road Trip

Today is my one and only childhood friend's birthday. We're 17 days apart, so to celebrate we are taking a road trip east. WooHoo! Is that blog acceptable? This expedition begins at the end of this week. I can't wait to see some of this country, kick back and enjoy the celebration with my life long friend. Funny thing is I didn't think she'd go, but I mentioned it anyways. Our friendship survived over the years even though we are very different in personality and lifestyle. She even asked, "What happens if we're not talking after the trip." I told her, "We'll get over it. In our younger years, we went on vacation together, and we know each other's quirks and pet peeves. Besides, we have our own rooms, so it should cushion the aggravation."

I need to credit her decision to her husband. He told her it was a once in a lifetime opportunity. She is out of a job right now, so she doesn't have to worry about taking off work and they have enough of people to watch their daughter while he is working.

A two week break from work is my kind of vacation. I'll make sure to take many pictures and post a few here, but for now I must get ready for her little shindig. Her husband called me this week and I answered, "What up, sweet cheeks?" He laughed and said, "Not much hot buns." What? The call came from her phone. So, we're going to surprise her with a little get together with friends and family.

Take care and enjoy!

To Eat or Not to Eat: that is the Poundage

Problem: Today, it took me fifteen minutes to figure out what I was going to wear to work, and not because I have an array of clothes to choose from, or that I wanted to look nice today. It’s because I couldn’t find a pair of pants from my dwindling wardrobe that are a decent fit. I KNOW the fashion industry is changing sizes making a size 10 from 10-years ago a size 8 today. Too bad I can’t blame my overload on the fashion industry.

On April 6, 2008, I decided to quit smoking, which was a 26-year habit. It was a spur of the moment decision, not one of pressure, but nonchalant. Well, it’s been 4 months, 2 Weeks (136 Days) and probably 10 to 15 pounds heavier since my quit. GAH! Before I quit smoking, I was already working out and eating healthy based on a routine I had when I dropped four sizes in the past. I’m still working out, I eat somewhat well, but the bad foods get in the way. This whole juggling to quit smoking/lose weight is driving me nuts. The thing is I know what I need to eat and do to lose weight and maintain a healthy lifestyle, it's the filling of time and that gets in the way. So, now I’m muscular with a lovely layer of fat on top. Nice vision isn’t it. Smoking did help me keep a reasonable weight. I’m 40-years old, a non-smoker and the weight is increasing my anxiousness. In my older years, I’ve been health conscious yet, I’m struggling between putting something in my mouth, or grabbing another smoke. I don’t need to be a size 4, but a comfortable size for me.

Resolution: For now on, when someone asks about my weight, I’m going to say, “I’m a woman of substance.”