Monday, March 30, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
"Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional and happines is an inside job."
There are a lot of changes going on in my life right now, which I'm not ready to openly discuss on here. A chapter in my life is closing and another is opening and I am comfortable with it. I have reached a point in my life where no matter what obstacle is put infront of me, I can look at it and know that I will walk through it and come out the other side better than before.
That is the beauty of being comfortable with myself, loving myself and not relying on anyone or anything to "make" me happy. I have all the tools I need inside me and have no need to go searching for it.
So stay tuned...the best is yet to come.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
I went home to PA to visit my grandmother who is extremely ill. I had to say goodbye...like the real "goodbye", which was right up there on the list of being the hardest thing I've ever had to do. I got to hang with Marie, watch Reagan bitch-slap Marie, poop in her tub, piss on her floor and pretty much drive her nuts watching the Muppet Show over and over again. A little break in the sadness of the whole trip was most excellent.
Then...I came home, gave the big 'ol middle finger to my anatomy class and felt much better about life. No dissection of cats, no more pervy professor, just me and English now. I like the English teacher...she's a grammar Nazi. I am not so good with punctuation and what not, I write like I talk, but I'm not famous yet so I guess I have to abide by her semi-colon rules.
Really life has been uneventful, which is OK with me sometimes. I try to avoid the chaos; don't need it. So...that's all for now. We are getting into tourist season here on the island. A tell tale sign is seeing people drive North in the Southbound lane and vice-versa. It's really fun to watch.
Well, that's all for now. I'll try to be a better blogger. Sorry to have been such a slacker.
You all will get over it...I'm sure.
Monday, February 23, 2009
It's no secret... we loves us some novelty gear.
Here are some links I found to stationery companies who distribute their cards to our favorite card shop. Let the hilarity ensue!:
Shannon Martin Cards
Monday, February 16, 2009
I weigh anywhere between 105 and 110 pounds.
And just yesterday, I spotted something on my back, upper thigh: two inch long, dark purple, spider veins.
Blame genetics, my desk job, or my poor circulation - either way, it's there and it's there for good. Unless, of course, I can get an appointment at the local cosmetic laser center...
So, what's in the future for my veins? Will the spider get bigger? Will spider's unsightly, buldging cousin, Vericose, grace these gams in 2040?
The world may never know.
But for now, there's no denying that age is upon me.
It first began with, "Would you like fries with that, ma'am?"
Now, it's hopelessly flawed stems.
I just can't win.
My mother said it best...
"Today, support hose. Tomorrow, your boobs hit the floor."
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Saturday, January 31, 2009
This past Wednesday, I lost a friend. She was beautiful, intelligent and had a heart of gold. She loved my daughter and pretty much everyone she came in contact with. Her name was Genie. I met Genie back in 2006. She was full of life and love. We became fast friends. When I looked into her eyes I could see a pure and gentle soul.
Genie fell ill a while back. She was young at heart but her body started to give. The past few months she slowly started to deteriorate. Everything humanly possible was done to turn her health around but there was obviously something bigger than medicine that was pulling her away from us. Her last days were spent in confinement surrounded by people that loved her. Round the clock care was given to her until she finally let go of this life on Wednesday around 9:00 am.
I arrived five minutes too late to say my last goodbye.
Genie was a dolphin. She, in this life, was able to provide people from all around the world once in a lifetime experiences, lasting memories and for me, a friendship and unconditional love that was without parallel. It is hard to explain unless you are an animal lover.
Genie will live on in her son Alfonz and her grandson Leo who are still here with us at work.
In her final moment she was being held by the people that loved her the most.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
It was a cold, ominous night in the small town of Tavernier. Aislyn had ventured out into the arctic weather in search of some hot coffee and twelve steps. Upon arriving at the location designated for such an event, the parking lot was eerily vacant. After waiting a few minutes for more people to show, she got back into her car, baffled and not knowing quite what to do. She looked at her phone to see the time and noticed that someone had called. MC had been in search of the same thing but after Aislyn told her the unusual news, MC settled for meeting for a cheese sandwich, a grilled cheese sandwich.
They picked a local joint called "Craig's". Aislyn had never been there but MC assured her that the food was good and the service was better. Walking in the door, the two were overcome with a distinct smell of old fry grease that had seen it's share of dead fish. Once seated, the two ordered. Aislyn...a HOT chocolate and MC...a grilled cheese sandwich with a request for raw onions ON THE SIDE. The hot chocolate...anything but hot. The grilled cheese, less than cheesy. The side of raw onion...a whole onion died for the sake of MC's sandwich.
Sending back the sandwich, the two had some faith that it would return with less onion and more cheese. Their faith died, much like the onion, when the sandwich returned with another layer of cheese and yet MORE onion. Refusing to send it back a second time, MC took a deep breath, dissected the sandwich and ate. Aislyn looked on in what can only be described as total shock. (lol...sorry) By this time the scent of french-fried fish has expanded to beer-soaked ashtray with a fried fish floater. As if the horrible sandwich and oblivious server had not turned their stomachs...this scent, this odor sealed the deal.
Somehow finding humor in the whole situation, the two finished off their respective disasters and headed for the door. The cool, crisp air was refreshing. Their clothes...not so much. Aislyn thanked MC for the awesome experience and they each drove away.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
I'll try it tonight and give you guys an update at a later time.
The most dangerous cake recipe...
5 MINUTE CHOCOLATE MUG CAKE
4 tablespoons flour
4 tablespoons sugar
2 tablespoons cocoa
3 tablespoons milk
3 tablespoons oil
3 tablespoons chocolate chips (optional)
a small splash of vanilla extract
1 large coffee mug
Add dry ingredients to mug, and mix well. Add the egg and mix thoroughly. Pour in the milk and oil and mix well. Add the chocolate chips (if using) and vanilla extract, and mix again.
Put your mug in the microwave and cook for 3 minutes at 1000 watts (high). The cake will rise over the top of the mug, but don't be alarmed!
Allow to cool a little, and tip out onto a plate if desired. EAT! (this can serve 2 if you want to feel slightly more virtuous).
And why is this the most dangerous cake recipe in the world?
Because now we are all only 5 minutes away from chocolate cake at any time of the day or night!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
I got bit by a little inspirational bug this morning to sit down and jot down some thoughts.
One can't help but get a little nostalgic when looking back over the last year and remembering all the things that have gone right in life. The Universe is a powerful thing, and we never know what is really going on until we look back on life and play a connect the dot game. When I take time to sit and reflect on life as far back as I can remember I can see where everything had it's time and place and if one thing had been a little "off'", I may not be where I am today.
Everyone always says live each day like it's your last. Well, I disagree. I live each day like it's the first. I take joy in every little thing that comes my way. When my eyes pop open in the morning I look forward to seeing what great things happen that day and I treat each experience, even if I've had it before, like it's the first and only time it will happen.
Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional and happiness is an inside job. Today I am proud to say that the happiness I have inside is self-made. No person, place or thing could ever bring as much joy as I can bring myself.
How fortunate I am to wake up in the morning, say a little prayer and end up in a room-full of miracles each night. Whether I am with family, friends or just by myself. I am surrounded by miracles on a daily basis, we all are. It is just fine tuning our capability to become aware of such things.
I am proud to be me. Just being myself never seemed to be good enough. I always thought there was something missing. I was always running, feeling like something was chasing me, or I was running trying to find something else. The second I stopped running I found that what was chasing me was happiness and what I was looking for was inside me all along.
I have become the kind of person that people enjoy being around. I am a good mother, wife, daughter and friend. As I celebrate, what has turned out to be the best year of my life this coming Friday, I will also remember where I came from and who has helped me along the way.
Life will never be perfect, but it can ALWAYS be good!
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Here are just a few of the many highlights of the evening.
1. Professor S. explaining why the female vagina is the dirtiest part of a woman.
2. Professor S. telling us the story of how he attached human foreskin to a cow for regrowth.
3. Professor S. answering his personal cell phone three times during class.
4. Professor S. talking about "Fred" who we all assumed was a person by the way he was professing his love and admiration for him...he's a dog.
5. Professor S. telling us how obstetricians often perform unnecessary episiotomys on women during childbirth because they have contests to see who can do this surgery without making the anus bleed.
Have you had enough yet? Yeah...so did I by about the second hour.
And the icing on the cake:
I have to dissect a friggin' cat as part of lab. A CAT! I am the ultimate animal lover and this nutjob wants me to dissect fluffy?
I may be switching my area of interest sooner than later.
I'll keep you posted.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
In once scene, there's a type of hot chocolate mentioned that kind of took me by surprise - something about chili pepper as an ingredient! I was like, "Ew - that sounds gross!" Well, I did a search for this on Google, and apparently, Mexican Hot Chocolate is quite popular.
I found a recipe, tried it myself this morning and I must say the chili added a special kick that kinda made me want to funnel this toasty drink down my throat. (Ha ha - classy, I know)
So, go to your nearest video store, rent Chocolat and whip up some of this. I promise you won't be disappointed:
EASY MEXICAN HOT CHOCOLATE
3 tablespoons instant hot chocolate mix
1 tablespoon chocolate syrup
1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1 pinch chili powder
1/4 cup milk
3/4 cup boiling water
In a large mug, mix the hot chocolate mix, chocolate syrup, cinnamon, and chili powder. Pour in the milk. Add the boiling water and stir.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Well folks...I have decided this year that no matter what, I am going to try my very best to have a positive attitude. It is very easy for me to fall into some sort of victim role when as a matter of fact, I create every single situation that I enter in to. There is always something "bigger" working behind the scenes, but ultimately it is up to me to make choices for myself, choices that I then have to live with.
So Happy New Year boys and girls....
As I heard someone say: "2009 is going to be mighty fine!"