Thursday, October 28, 2010
Annnddd I'm back. So much has been going on, especially the pending arrival of our B-A-B-Y. Yep that's right, yours truly is about to become a mother. This is totally exciting, terrifying and really overwhelming. (the little wench is kicking the crap out of me right now.) Erik is away but he will be home this weekend and then I won't have to rattle around my house, all lonely.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
6 Things...
This is what ya do:
1. Link to the person or persons who tagged you.
2. Post the rules on your blog.
3. Write six random and/or revealing things about yourself.
4. Tag six people at the end of your post and link to them.
5. Let each person know they’ve been tagged and leave a comment on their blog
6. Let the tagger know when your post entry is up on your site.
So here we go, my 6 things (WARNING! Possible TMI ahead):
1. I have a love/hate relationship with scifi... I love it because its awesome and I hate it because I cannot do the things they do.
2. I have one of the absolute worst tempers and it never makes sense why I lose it.
3. I have a fascination with scars. Not intentional body mutilation just scars that happen naturally... Like a road map of a persons life.
4. Once I got married I lost the ability to open cans of tomato sauce.
5. I cant seem to grasp the fact that people can get uncomfortable discussing things and would rather someone just say they aren't comfortable about discussing a subject.
6. A fear of death colors every action and every thought of my day.
1. Link to the person or persons who tagged you.
2. Post the rules on your blog.
3. Write six random and/or revealing things about yourself.
4. Tag six people at the end of your post and link to them.
5. Let each person know they’ve been tagged and leave a comment on their blog
6. Let the tagger know when your post entry is up on your site.
So here we go, my 6 things (WARNING! Possible TMI ahead):
1. I have a love/hate relationship with scifi... I love it because its awesome and I hate it because I cannot do the things they do.
2. I have one of the absolute worst tempers and it never makes sense why I lose it.
3. I have a fascination with scars. Not intentional body mutilation just scars that happen naturally... Like a road map of a persons life.
4. Once I got married I lost the ability to open cans of tomato sauce.
5. I cant seem to grasp the fact that people can get uncomfortable discussing things and would rather someone just say they aren't comfortable about discussing a subject.
6. A fear of death colors every action and every thought of my day.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Monday, June 1, 2009
Loss
My Bapa (also known as Grandfather) is 80 years old. He retired Navy and last birthday he cut his cake with his sword. Everyone thought he was wacky when he did but I get it. Not much longer afterword he was in and out of the hospital for over a month.
He didn't think he was going to make it. He wouldn't say that now because its not good to speak about death lest you attract its attention but I am sure thats what it was and he didnt want to risk going quietly into the dark.
I admire my grandfather, hes lived a long and interesting life. He has three children and 6 grandchildren. He fishes in the brook behind his house and builds birdhouses.
I can't say that I really know him though. Just recently sheading the naivety of youth doesnt give me much time to view him through adult eyes and I dont think he will make it much longer.
I have been thinking alot about that. The deeper relationships we can develop with our family as we get older. My aunt died right before I deployed and sometimes I think I see her still. I'm pretty sure that it is my mind unwilling to let someone go but still its unnerving when you are driving down the highway and the lady next to you looks exactly like your dead aunt.
I never got a chance to forge that deeper understanding of her. I remember that she loved hand grated cheese and feather bed toppers but I couldn't tell you much more about her. I cant say I really knew her either.
As I sit here I can't help but wonder who will be the next to leave with out me really knowing them? Who will I eventually leave without them really knowing me?
He didn't think he was going to make it. He wouldn't say that now because its not good to speak about death lest you attract its attention but I am sure thats what it was and he didnt want to risk going quietly into the dark.
I admire my grandfather, hes lived a long and interesting life. He has three children and 6 grandchildren. He fishes in the brook behind his house and builds birdhouses.
I can't say that I really know him though. Just recently sheading the naivety of youth doesnt give me much time to view him through adult eyes and I dont think he will make it much longer.
I have been thinking alot about that. The deeper relationships we can develop with our family as we get older. My aunt died right before I deployed and sometimes I think I see her still. I'm pretty sure that it is my mind unwilling to let someone go but still its unnerving when you are driving down the highway and the lady next to you looks exactly like your dead aunt.
I never got a chance to forge that deeper understanding of her. I remember that she loved hand grated cheese and feather bed toppers but I couldn't tell you much more about her. I cant say I really knew her either.
As I sit here I can't help but wonder who will be the next to leave with out me really knowing them? Who will I eventually leave without them really knowing me?
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