Some secrets I've been keeping...and other silly thoughts.

You have nothing to hide if you don't have any more secrets. While it seems like I'm going to start a run-on confessional, I'm not. I will however discuss a variety of topics that are affecting me right now - not sure what they'll be yet - but Shannon has requested I update this damn thing so here goes...

I was driving behind the Slushie truck - you know those yummy tasty syrupy treats we'd have as kids? The dog with big floppy ears used to be plastered all over the machine and our cups? Well, apparently he's made new friends. Seems puppy likes 'em with big boobs and low cut shirts. I want to shake these marketing teams until their heads roll off their shoulders - like really, who do they think they're marketing to?!? This whole thing about sex-sells sends me...

I love milk. I have a 2 litre jug of it in the fridge at work with my name on it. Ten bucks says people are going to use it for their cappuccino. Twenty says I catch 'em.

Do sesame seeds sometimes leave a sulfur taste in your mouth? Am I the only one this happens to? It's gross.

I don't tell a friend I find our friendship totally one-sided for fear of ending our long-term relationship. Don't ask why, I still don't know.

My friend has an animated ass as her profile picture on MSN. Every time she logs in I see it and it makes my eyes roll.

I saw the girl walking with the cane again. This time she was using it. It reminded me that not everything happens as quickly as we would like it to, especially recovery.

I need to learn to have patience with the things that take time. Realize that not everything will happen exactly when I need it to. That others, particularly those I care about, can't have it that way either.

And saving the best for last...

Anyone heard that "Lips of an angel" song that talks about him pining over this girl and how she makes it hard to him be faithful? How can we blame something as selfish as infidelity on someone else? I have been thinking of the subject of 'cheating' for a while now, not because I'm doing it, but lately it's everywhere I look. Started watching a show called "What about Brian" and everyone is kissing or sleeping with someone they shouldn't be. If it's one of my greatest fears then why does it entertain me? What am I getting from it? And, have you seen Six Degrees? Same thing, well, sorta. This really successful and beautiful woman was engaged to a total lying, deceitful, cheating jerk! How do we end up with these guys? Is it our lack of judgment or are we blind to their cunning ways? Do we accept our gut feelings as gospel or chalk it up to paranoia from past experience? Is it the constant and relentless bombardment that makes us think this way or is it our insecurity? Can it be both?

I wonder...

Do you ever feel disconnected?

How do you feel love?

What entices you to try new things?

Are you judgmental?

Do you expect too much?

Do I?

Can you keep a secret?

Are you pro-choice?

Who did you vote for?

How do you give back to your world?

Is that important to you?

Are you honest with yourself?

What inspires you?

Why do you fear what you fear?

Can I trust you?

Should I?

How do you reconnect?

Are you curious about who I am?

What drives you?

Are you diligently seeking what feeds your soul?

Are you gentle with yourself?

Will you be wreckless with me?

How do you handle critism?

Can we just be?

Do you care about what I say?

And how I feel?

And what I love?

And who I love?

Do you respect me?

Will you teach me how to let go?

Are you still learning?

Are you scared?

I am.

Why I love Dilbert...

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Things that piss me off - vol. 1

I am generally a pretty positive person, trying to think and do good things to others and my community. Sometimes, especially today, I'm pissed off. I'm going to use this milieu as a venting post, just for today though I do reserve the right to change my mind as I please.

People who cut you off refusing to hear what you have to say and repeat the same thing over and over just getting louder so your opinion can't be heard.

Friends who are unfaithful to their mates and expect you to play coy and cute when they tell you they're horny and ask you what you're doing later. Get away from me pig. Now, I have been unfaithful in past relationships, I'll admit it. In no way was it a long continuous affair but it still doesn't make it right. I was in my 20's, totally selfish and didn't give a shit. Am I proud, no, but that isn't the point of this rant. The point is that this friend of mine has been seeing a woman for the last four years and they are both married with children. I know it's none of my business and I shouldn't judge but don't call me telling me you wanna get it on and wonder if I'm free. Go to hell. Even if you're kidding, go to hell. It's soo not appropriate. Besides, how horny can you be if you already have two women!!! Selfish bastard.

Service clerks who don't give a rats ass what you buy. Yeah, they're helpful.

Phone bills.

Ever notice how it's the guys in the nicest cars who seem to have the most road rage? Does money make madness, or does not giving a shit about others make it easy to climb the money ladder? Either way, no thanks. I'd rather be poor.

Having serious conversations via email where tones and emotions are often misinterpreted and usually lead to the need to even more serious conversations.

Nosy friends who assume you've 'settled' in your life when really you're living the best life you could ever have imagined - sans lottery winnings of course.

Oh, and not winning the lottery.

...to be continued...

My daily inspiration

Every morning I drive passed this woman who must be in her early 20's from the looks of her hair and dress. She walks slowly with the aid of a cane, looking down at her feet intent on making the next step. She is always carrying a shopping bag of some kind, as though she needs a destination, a goal, for her daily physiotherapy. Maybe she goes a little farther each day, setting the bar a little higher.

Every day as I pass her the same questions run through my mind... Has she had surgery? Was it an accident? Was she told she would never walk again? How much support does she have at home? Is she ok? Will she be ok?

Today was different.

Looking down at her feet. Intent on the next step. Carrying only a handbag. Her cane hung on her wrist. It did not touch the ground. She was walking on her own.

How'd they do that???

Recently someone sent me an email with a video of these 'Quick change' artists. They're the guys and gals who magically change outfits in a nanosecond under the cover of a flowing, seemingly paper thin drape. Can someone please tell me how they do this???

Late addition: here's the link http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RB-wUgnyGv0

I've heard rumors that it's all layers. How many of you can wear eighteen outfits ALL AT ONCE without looking like Joey-gone-commando in that episode of Friends? ...remember that one - too funny man... Anyway.

Seriously. I need to know.