What a wonderful Time

There are times in every ones life where one has to get away from the stress, fast paced moving society that we all live in. I did just that last week. I took a long awaited journey north to reconnect with a childhood friend and what an amazing time I had. I took this journey alone and never regretted one moment of the trip, well except the journey back home.

The flight there was pretty smooth, once the plane actually took off. It was 45 minutes late sending me into a rather nervous sweat. Finally the boarding call came and I was able to begin my vacation. Once the plane took off everyone was offered complimentary food and beverages. As I open my box there inside all wrapped up was a green wrap that I think was filled with chicken. I looked at the man beside me as he took a bit of his and immediately put it back in his box. I chose not to even try mine. The small (and when I say small I mean small) wasn’t too bad at all, but the small glass of wine was very welcomed. My plane reservations said the flight was 55 minutes but as the Captain began his usual welcome to my plane speech he told us we would be landing in Sudbury in 35 minutes. I distinctly remember thinking, only 35 minutes? There goes my second small glass of wine . I have to say the Pilot and Stewardess were very accommodating as well as very comical. The Pilot himself was cracking jokes with us before he disappeared behind the closed doors that would seclude him so he could concentrate on flying the plane. After a short time in the air with very little turbulence the call came over the intercom that we would be landing in a very balmy Sudbury. The landing it’s self was very rough but when I stepped off the plane and walked into the airport I was greeted by a huge smile and tight hug.

During my week long visit with my good friend we spent time reconnecting and talking about hurts wounds and other things that had left some tattered edges on our long time friendship. The beautiful secluded area gave me plenty of time alone to sit and think about everything in my life and how I have begun to “shed my skin” and step into my own being. I am learning how to let things go that I thought were good for me, but in all reality those things are not as good for me as I thought. I’m realizing that slowly I am finding myself and that the paths I have started to avoid are paths that I don’t need to explore any longer. I figure that at my age, if I am not accepted and loved for who and what I stand for then it’s those un-accepting ones that I have to let go of. I met a wonderful group of people during my stay and I could see all the happiness, love and acceptance for and from each and every one of them. At the end of the week there were many tears that had been shed and a whole lot of laughter that was shared. Those tattered edges to the friendship were mended with love and understanding, admitting and truly forgiving.

Just checking in....

Well, things are still on an even keel when it comes to my work place. So far my ears have not heard anything too extreme. The new Supervisor seems to be making her way around on her own, making the changes as she see’s fit. We may not agree with them but hey, she’s the one in charge so we just have to accept and adjust. I do have to smile to myself as a few unexpected things have happened. One being that the new supervisor had sent an email to a few of us asking if anyone was available to cover a few shifts next week. Well, a carbon copy of this email was sent to the new manager of the Parks and Rec. Department. When I replied letting her know that I was not available and also included the dates I would be away on holidays I had hit the reply to all button which included the Manager. Well low and behold the Manager sent me a reply back telling me to have a wonderful holiday. That was rather surprising but it also felt really good. That email will be filed away along with a few others I have been keeping.

Tomorrow I will be participating in helping to break a Guinness World record for Zumba. More will follow about that that tomorrow.

Well my plane fair is all booked AND paid for and now the big count down has begun. I’ll be leaving on July 4th and will be spending a week with one of my oldest friends. I’m looking forward to reconnecting with her on a face to face visit. Facebook, MSN and blogging is all good, but nothing is better than an actual visit. We have gone through some much needed personal growth and have come to terms with certain things that had made our friendship stall. The hardest thing we both had to come to terms with was the fact that we both said and done things that we were not proud of. We also learned that if a person can not admit to their part in being wrong then there could be no room for understanding and forgiving. After all, life is way to short to live with senseless drama.

Just this and that

Not much has really happened in my little corner of the world. The heat and humidity seems to be playing hide and seek lately as does the sun. About a week and a half ago the humidity was very high and on went the central air. Bentley was more then happy to bask in the cool air of the house!

My work schedule is only a few hours a week, but that’s ok. With the different changes going on it’s better to stay away and stay quiet. I have given up my preschool Instructor position for better things but have stayed with my night time and weekend Facility Supervisor position. When I went in to work for the first time since the changes have started and upon entering the office I immediately seen and felt the changes. I could “see” the changes since furniture had been moved around and gone are the decorative pictures that adorned the wall. There are only 2 things hanging on the wall so far and it’s a framed certificate of the new Supervisor and a decorative ornament left by the old Supervisor which will probably be taken down within the next little while. I also felt the change. It’s weird, but the whole vibe of the office had changed. I guess only time will tell how the changes will affect each and every one of us.

I’m also thinking that maybe enough time has passed and tempers, hurt feelings and negative feelings are beginning to clear. Time does heal, if one allows it. I’m sure there will be moments of frustrations but if I keep to my own inner changes then I think things will be ok. I’m sure someone will try and add their own little snippets of their thoughts to this situation but again, that’s out of my control so I can’t worry about that. I’m a big girl now and can’t be bothered with drama and drama queens.

You may not be able to control the wind, but you CAN adjust your sails.


This spring we had our usual visitors making their home in the far corner of the front porch. I look forward to their visit every spring and I’m never disappointed. It’s amazing watching the process. Starting from the nest building to the birth of the baby birds and then finally the day when they take their first solo flight. Now that the newest members of that family have begun their new life and the home has been abandoned, I took the hose to the front porch washing the left over debris away. To me, that’s the last sign of spring. This past weekend was spent making a small pond just off the far corner of the deck. It was a lot of work but certainly worth it. Once we get the sod laid around the foundation and a few gold fish to enhance my rendition of nature I’ll be all set.When the Rose of Sharon bushes bloom and are filled with a wonderful flowery scent, a book in one hand and a nice afternoon cup of tea/iced tea, I can definitely see myself enjoying the lazy hazy days of summer!

Changes!

Well, I guess I’m not the only one that is adjusting to change. Seems another is closing one door and opening another. Its’ certainly going to add a different spin on things and I’m sure there are going to be changes. I’m all for changing things now that I see the direction I need to go. I congratulated this person on their new endeavour and assured them I will lend a hand when ever needed. I know things will not be the same, and a few will have things to say, but all in all I’m happy about it. More to come when the news is officially announced. And yes……………I am doing the happy dance!!!!

Guilty Pleasures

Guilty pleasures are the little things that make life just a wee bit better. Of course, they're also the things you're not supposed to like or things that you don’t really want known about you, but what the hey. Life is to short to waste on to much seriousness.

Here are my Guilty Pleasures

1- Playing ABBA loud and becoming the “Dancing Queen”.
2- Jumping in a puddle after a summer rain.
3-Washing my clothes with huge amounts of fabric softener (at least twice as much as it says on the bottle)
4- Staying in my pj’s all day
5- Flirting subtly
6- Granny underwear (I know it's not sexy, but I suspect every woman has at least one pair.)
7- Reading the odd Harlequin Romance novel.

ROFLMAO Now I know

You can only be young once. But you can always be immature.
Dave Barry

I just received a most enlightening and comical phonecall. All I can say is wow. I wish a certain someone all the best in their life and I will leave them with a saying. Whether they heed it or not, it's certainly a fitting one. "Karma is a bitch"!

Now that the chapter is closed and no more attempts will be made, I feel a weight has been lifted off my shoulders and I can go on holding my head held high.

Just a few nuts and bolts in my life

The quote of Ram Dass, “The quieter you become the more you can hear” has helped me in more ways then I can count lately. I have tried hard to change my ways as well as different things in my life and it hasn’t been easy but it’s something that needs to be done. There were many times I just wanted to slap a few people upside the head but instead kept quiet and just let them frost the cake the way they want to. Since I have kept quiet, I have seen, heard and felt the innuendoes of their words and actions and I just shake my head in bewilderment. Ah well, such is life I guess. I came across this little tid-bit and after the listening to a never ending barrage of complaints I have decided this fit with what I was thinking!!!

BREAKING NEWS:
The Pity Train has derailed @ the intersection of Suck It Up & Move On, then crashed into We All Have Problems, before coming to a complete stop @ Get The Hell Over It. Any complaints about how we operate, forward them to 1-800-waa-waah. Dr. Whogivzadamn Reporting LIVE from 'Quitchur Bitchen’ and suck it up sunshine! Life doesn't revolve around you. Really!

Anywho….I have been keeping myself fairly busy, thus keeping myself out of trouble. I have been getting serious about my writing and slowly but surely have started to catch up on the different pieces I have written. There are a few things in the works and with the encouragement I have been getting who knows I just may find yet another path in my future. I do enjoy adding a bit of comedy to my writing and twisting phrases around to place a comical spin on certain things in my life. Hey if one can’t find something to laugh about (even in a small way) in any situation then what’s the point of even writing about it? Case in point…. It wasn’t to long ago that I was at work and had one of the most classical, comical yet embarrassing moments in a very long time.
I had a friend come to visit me during my shift and all was wonderful. We sat in the office and talked and laughed about all different things. It seemed like the time just flew by. I still had a bit of time before the final rental was finished with their rental so I went outside with my friend for a smoke break. It was still rather chilly out even though it was only 3pm in the afternoon and as smart as I am, I never grabbed my sweater. Well I’m not sure about anyone else, but it seems when I expose myself to coldness it seems my bladder complains and I have to go to the bathroom. I politely excused myself and went in to do what my body was screaming at me to do and just as I was starting this um…task, the office phone rang. I let it ring figuring the person would leave a message and continued on. A few seconds later the phone rang again so I figured I needed to answer it. I rushed the last part of this task and rushed to the office as the 4th ring was just about finished. I grabbed the phone just in time and breathlessly did the proper office phone voice. It happened to be my supervisor letting me know she was not able to come in the following day and gave me some instructions to carry out. My friend had come in just as I hung up the phone and as I turned around to write something on the wall calendar they broke out laughing. Apparently in my rush to finish my task I had left a long tall tale sign hanging from the back of my jeans. That certainly wasn’t one of my finer moments, but I could do nothing about it except laugh my damn ass off.



The person who knows how to laugh at himself will never cease to be amused.
-- Shirley MacLaine