Howdy Pilgrims,
Happy Turkey Day from a chilly land of sunshine. And yes, for real chilly, a cool 37 degrees this morning. My Thanksgiving tradition is to do something different each year. I guess by default that was going to happen this year, no matter what I chose to do. Several gracious invitations were extended to me, however I have opted for hanging with Jak and making corn chowder for my midday feast.
Because today is really supposed to be about giving thanks I have decided that I will share 13 things that I am grateful for this year (13 because it's 2013). So, in no particular order, here they are:
1. I am thankful for Jak. He has been such a good companion through all the changes this year. His easy going nature and great personality make my world a better place each day.
2. I am grateful for the opportunity to pick up my life and move to a land that I love.
3. I am thankful for the dog beach. For the life lessons/metaphors that I have gained there and for the people I have crossed paths and walked paths with there.
4. I am grateful for the natural beauty that I am exposed to so much here. The amazing evening skies, the wildlife, the treasures that wash up on shore.
5. I am thankful to live where I can get outside and walk pretty much everyday. I feel so much better when I can be out in the air and be warm at the same time.
6. I am grateful for all the love that has shown up in my mailbox during my months here. Letters, cards, packages, they all surely make my day.
7. I am thankful to have a job. Though the learning curve was steep, everyone there has been great. I wear my title as store matriarch with pride.
8. I am grateful for sweet tea and biscuits. So much better in the south. I am adding red potatoes to this one also since I love me some skins on mashed potatoes and will also be putting some in my corn chowder.
9. I am thankful for the laid back, friendlier lifestyle here. It suits my demeanor so much better.
10. I am grateful for my friends. The love, support and generosity astound me. When I look around at the people I am surrounded by, I think I've done right by myself.
11. I am thankful for my family. Without them, all this would not be possible. I was given a solid foundation in life and at 36 I finally figured out how to have roots and wings.
12. I am grateful for laughter. It is such an important part of life. Whether it be laughing at myself or laughing with others it is chicken soup for the soul.
13. I am thankful for the this blog. As an avenue to communicate with my peeps, as a platform to share my many life metaphors and as a creative outlet for the thoughts in my head. Thank you all for reading it. I greatly appreciate it.
It seems appropriate to leave you with my latest metaphor. Because it's what I do. Yesterday I was walking down the beach and I saw a large bird up ahead eating something. I assumed it was vulture (they freak me out a little since it looks like their brains are on the outside of their heads) but as I got closer I realized it was not. It was a bald eagle. So what at first sight seemed to be something daunting turned out to be the symbol for perseverance and freedom. Lesson learned.
Happy Thanksgiving. Eat, enjoy, and laugh. A lot.
Until next time...
Peace & Love,
Hope
Thursday, November 28, 2013
Monday, November 25, 2013
Metaphors Galore
Dear Readers,
At the end of a 40+ hour work week, yesterday Jak and I went to walk the dog beach. Though I knew it was windy, I did miss the gale force wind advisory that was in effect. Oops.
As we walked headlong into the wind making slow progress, it got me thinking about some things. First, Mom, please send my winter coat and hat soon! More so it brought up a topic that has been simmering in my brain for a while. It is always the same ocean and the same beach but sometimes it seems so different. Depending on the weather, the tide, the moon, the season. Sometimes the sand is plentiful and sometimes there is a lot of erosion. And no matter what the conditions, the ocean is just there doing it's thing with the changes only being apparent to an observer. I feel like that is a lot what life is like. We are the same people that get up each morning and take on each day. We are always evolving and changing which at times is too subtle to notice and other times feels huge. There are days where we feel eroded and raw and other days where we our layers are plentiful. And for the most, because we are just living each day doing our own thing, our outward differences are more apparent to others.
Another metaphoric thing about the dog beach that I can tie into this, is how it starts out along the river and then takes a 90 degree turn toward the ocean. Logically I know this has to be true. On a map I can see that it is true. However, when I walk it, it just doesn't feel like it makes that significant of a turn. I think that's how life is a lot of the time. The direction we are heading in takes a 90 degree turn without us even realizing it. Because we are living it. And looking at our lives in retrospect, like looking at a map, we know that we really did take a big turn without even being aware of it.
So many of you have shared kind words and encouragement since I embarked on this journey which are so appreciated. Since I am the one here living it, it kind of makes me wonder how different my life looks to an observer. I am the ocean going with the ebb and flow of where life takes me.
While walking in the wind yesterday Jak and I also had several discussions about pissing in the wind. That's another metaphor for another day.
Until next time...
Peace & Love,
Hope
At the end of a 40+ hour work week, yesterday Jak and I went to walk the dog beach. Though I knew it was windy, I did miss the gale force wind advisory that was in effect. Oops.
As we walked headlong into the wind making slow progress, it got me thinking about some things. First, Mom, please send my winter coat and hat soon! More so it brought up a topic that has been simmering in my brain for a while. It is always the same ocean and the same beach but sometimes it seems so different. Depending on the weather, the tide, the moon, the season. Sometimes the sand is plentiful and sometimes there is a lot of erosion. And no matter what the conditions, the ocean is just there doing it's thing with the changes only being apparent to an observer. I feel like that is a lot what life is like. We are the same people that get up each morning and take on each day. We are always evolving and changing which at times is too subtle to notice and other times feels huge. There are days where we feel eroded and raw and other days where we our layers are plentiful. And for the most, because we are just living each day doing our own thing, our outward differences are more apparent to others.
Another metaphoric thing about the dog beach that I can tie into this, is how it starts out along the river and then takes a 90 degree turn toward the ocean. Logically I know this has to be true. On a map I can see that it is true. However, when I walk it, it just doesn't feel like it makes that significant of a turn. I think that's how life is a lot of the time. The direction we are heading in takes a 90 degree turn without us even realizing it. Because we are living it. And looking at our lives in retrospect, like looking at a map, we know that we really did take a big turn without even being aware of it.
So many of you have shared kind words and encouragement since I embarked on this journey which are so appreciated. Since I am the one here living it, it kind of makes me wonder how different my life looks to an observer. I am the ocean going with the ebb and flow of where life takes me.
While walking in the wind yesterday Jak and I also had several discussions about pissing in the wind. That's another metaphor for another day.
Until next time...
Peace & Love,
Hope
Friday, November 22, 2013
Still Makes Me Smile
Bon Jour Mes Amis,
Something I wondered about when I moved was if things that were highlights of vacations here would lose their appeal and become mundane in living here. The other night Jak and I were jogging down the beach when a dolphin surfaced so close to shore. It was 20 feet away from us, if that. I assume it was feeding periodically coming up for air and flipping its tail around. I came to a complete stop and stood there watching (to Jak's annoyance) for at least five minutes. With a huge grin on my face. Nope, the novelty has not worn off. The beach and the ocean and the dolphins still make me happy.
As I was watching the dolphin I was wishing I had my camera and it made me think. The times when the clouds are beautiful, the sunset is spectacular, there's a vivid rainbow or Flipper is so close he could high five me with his tail, I don't ever have my camera. Maybe this means that the best things in life are just meant to be experienced and enjoyed. There are so many times I have looked at pictures I have taken and thought that the captured image just doesn't do the real thing justice. Now, for those of you that peruse my blog just for the pictures, don't worry I'm not giving up photography. My point is more that if you find yourself witnessing something picturesque without a camera handy, no worries, just use the moment to soak it all in.
This week in an effort to pick up some extra hours at work I went from being scheduled to have 3 days off to having only one day off. As I said, I pick up extra hours when I can so I'm not complaining. I am, however, tired. Of course I will persevere and my paycheck will reflect my efforts. When next week's schedule was posted I again found myself considering some wheeling and dealing of extra hours until I realized I'd only have one day off again. That's when I backed down on that and reminded myself about healthy boundaries and that "no" is an acceptable answer too. That is a work in progress.
Until next time...
Peace, Love and Keep on Truckin',
Hope
Something I wondered about when I moved was if things that were highlights of vacations here would lose their appeal and become mundane in living here. The other night Jak and I were jogging down the beach when a dolphin surfaced so close to shore. It was 20 feet away from us, if that. I assume it was feeding periodically coming up for air and flipping its tail around. I came to a complete stop and stood there watching (to Jak's annoyance) for at least five minutes. With a huge grin on my face. Nope, the novelty has not worn off. The beach and the ocean and the dolphins still make me happy.
As I was watching the dolphin I was wishing I had my camera and it made me think. The times when the clouds are beautiful, the sunset is spectacular, there's a vivid rainbow or Flipper is so close he could high five me with his tail, I don't ever have my camera. Maybe this means that the best things in life are just meant to be experienced and enjoyed. There are so many times I have looked at pictures I have taken and thought that the captured image just doesn't do the real thing justice. Now, for those of you that peruse my blog just for the pictures, don't worry I'm not giving up photography. My point is more that if you find yourself witnessing something picturesque without a camera handy, no worries, just use the moment to soak it all in.
This week in an effort to pick up some extra hours at work I went from being scheduled to have 3 days off to having only one day off. As I said, I pick up extra hours when I can so I'm not complaining. I am, however, tired. Of course I will persevere and my paycheck will reflect my efforts. When next week's schedule was posted I again found myself considering some wheeling and dealing of extra hours until I realized I'd only have one day off again. That's when I backed down on that and reminded myself about healthy boundaries and that "no" is an acceptable answer too. That is a work in progress.
Until next time...
Peace, Love and Keep on Truckin',
Hope
Monday, November 18, 2013
Sympathy vs. Empathy
Dear Peeps,
This week I've been listening to a Brene Brown CD (the shame researcher I periodically mention here) and she was talking about the importance of empathy. She also made a point of distinguishing between sympathy and empathy. To me sympathy is I'm sorry (and I"m glad I'm not in your shoes) and empathy is I'm sorry (and let me try to put myself in your shoes so I can try to better understand what's going on for you). Maybe that's over simplifying and although I could probably come up with my own metaphor to better illustrate this, I will instead turn to an all time favorite borrowed metaphor.
It is from an episode of West Wing in which Josh Lyman has to see a therapist for the PTSD symptoms that he's experiencing. Leo McGarry, the Chief of Staff, sets up the intervention for Josh because he sees him self destructing aound the office. I will post both the video and the script (in case you are somewhere you can't watch a video).
Leo McGarry: [after Josh finishes an intensive therapy session set up by Leo with a trauma therapist, Josh walks past Leo in a nearby hallway of the White House] How'd it go?
Josh Lyman: Did you wait around for me?
Leo McGarry: How'd it go?
Josh Lyman: He thinks I may have an eating disorder...
Leo McGarry: [bemused] Josh...
Josh Lyman: ...and a fear of rectangles. That's not weird, is it?
[pause]
Josh Lyman: I didn't cut my hand on a glass. I broke a window in my apartment.
Leo McGarry: This guy's walking down a street when he falls in a hole. The walls are so steep, he can't get out. A doctor passes by, and the guy shouts up, "Hey you, can you help me out?" The doctor writes a prescription, throws it down in the hole and moves on. Then a priest comes along, and the guy shouts up "Father, I'm down in this hole, can you help me out?" The priest writes out a prayer, throws it down in the hole and moves on. Then a friend walks by. "Hey Joe, it's me, can you help me out?" And the friend jumps in the hole. Our guy says, "Are you stupid? Now we're both down here." The friend says, "Yeah, but I've been down here before, and I know the way out."
[pause]
Leo McGarry: Long as I got a job, you got a job, you understand?
Sympathy is dropping a piece of paper into the hole. Empathy is jumping into the dark with your friend. And even if you haven't been in the exact same circumstances, it's the willingness to just be there with your friend because you've been in your own dark place and know there's a way out. Last week at work one of my colleagues was coping with heartache over relationship issues. Instead of saying "it'll get better" or "it's not meant to be" or countless other cliches that are all too easy to say, I told her this. I've known heartache and it just sucks. There are no words that will make you feel better right now, so just know that I care and I'm here if you need anything.
Mostly I think when we fall in a hole, we just want to feel like we're not alone there and that even if it's not completely obvious, there is a way out. That is what empathy means to me.
Until next time...
Peace & Love,
Hope
This week I've been listening to a Brene Brown CD (the shame researcher I periodically mention here) and she was talking about the importance of empathy. She also made a point of distinguishing between sympathy and empathy. To me sympathy is I'm sorry (and I"m glad I'm not in your shoes) and empathy is I'm sorry (and let me try to put myself in your shoes so I can try to better understand what's going on for you). Maybe that's over simplifying and although I could probably come up with my own metaphor to better illustrate this, I will instead turn to an all time favorite borrowed metaphor.
It is from an episode of West Wing in which Josh Lyman has to see a therapist for the PTSD symptoms that he's experiencing. Leo McGarry, the Chief of Staff, sets up the intervention for Josh because he sees him self destructing aound the office. I will post both the video and the script (in case you are somewhere you can't watch a video).
Leo McGarry: [after Josh finishes an intensive therapy session set up by Leo with a trauma therapist, Josh walks past Leo in a nearby hallway of the White House] How'd it go?
Josh Lyman: Did you wait around for me?
Leo McGarry: How'd it go?
Josh Lyman: He thinks I may have an eating disorder...
Leo McGarry: [bemused] Josh...
Josh Lyman: ...and a fear of rectangles. That's not weird, is it?
[pause]
Josh Lyman: I didn't cut my hand on a glass. I broke a window in my apartment.
Leo McGarry: This guy's walking down a street when he falls in a hole. The walls are so steep, he can't get out. A doctor passes by, and the guy shouts up, "Hey you, can you help me out?" The doctor writes a prescription, throws it down in the hole and moves on. Then a priest comes along, and the guy shouts up "Father, I'm down in this hole, can you help me out?" The priest writes out a prayer, throws it down in the hole and moves on. Then a friend walks by. "Hey Joe, it's me, can you help me out?" And the friend jumps in the hole. Our guy says, "Are you stupid? Now we're both down here." The friend says, "Yeah, but I've been down here before, and I know the way out."
[pause]
Leo McGarry: Long as I got a job, you got a job, you understand?
Sympathy is dropping a piece of paper into the hole. Empathy is jumping into the dark with your friend. And even if you haven't been in the exact same circumstances, it's the willingness to just be there with your friend because you've been in your own dark place and know there's a way out. Last week at work one of my colleagues was coping with heartache over relationship issues. Instead of saying "it'll get better" or "it's not meant to be" or countless other cliches that are all too easy to say, I told her this. I've known heartache and it just sucks. There are no words that will make you feel better right now, so just know that I care and I'm here if you need anything.
Mostly I think when we fall in a hole, we just want to feel like we're not alone there and that even if it's not completely obvious, there is a way out. That is what empathy means to me.
Until next time...
Peace & Love,
Hope
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
In the News
Dear Readers,
It is a cool, windy, overcast day in the land of sunshine. My work schedule doesn't lend itself to a trip to the dog beach today but we would likely not be going anyway since they have predicted gale force winds. And yes, they used the word "gale". I'm not just being dramatic for effect.
The big news around town is that they are filming scenes for a Disney movie that is due out in 2015. Rumor has it that George Clooney, Tim McGraw or Hugh Laurie could be making an appearance though no official sources have confirmed that. Scenes for this movie have already been filmed at Disney World in the Carousel of Progress...my all time favorite attraction there! And then I read that some of the scenes here in town will be filmed at the Dairy Queen...um another favorite of mine! This movie already gets two thumbs up from me and it hasn't even been made yet.
This morning after a 12 hour fast and a delayed cup of morning coffee I had blood drawn for routine labs. It gave me flashbacks to when I tried to give blood a while back. She stuck my right arm and could only get one vile so then she had to stick my left arm to get the rest. And it hurt. I whimpered out loud. She asked if I wanted her to remove the needle. I said if you can get the samples you need, just do it. Currently I am sitting here ingesting coffee thinking that I won't try donating blood again anytime soon.
On Monday, I went to the Veterans' Day service in town. It was a beautiful day and a nice service. Where the mayor lost points with me for talking politics in his Memorial Day speech, he made up for it when in lieu of making a speech he invited every Veteran in attendance to come up to the microphone and state their name and branch of the military served. My guess is that there were between 50-100 Veterans there and we applauded each and everyone of them. As it should be.
Because it is cool here, I think it must be cool everywhere today, so bundle up and stay warm.
Until next time...
Peace, Love and BOGO Lattes from 3p-5p Today -Sunday,
Hope
It is a cool, windy, overcast day in the land of sunshine. My work schedule doesn't lend itself to a trip to the dog beach today but we would likely not be going anyway since they have predicted gale force winds. And yes, they used the word "gale". I'm not just being dramatic for effect.
The big news around town is that they are filming scenes for a Disney movie that is due out in 2015. Rumor has it that George Clooney, Tim McGraw or Hugh Laurie could be making an appearance though no official sources have confirmed that. Scenes for this movie have already been filmed at Disney World in the Carousel of Progress...my all time favorite attraction there! And then I read that some of the scenes here in town will be filmed at the Dairy Queen...um another favorite of mine! This movie already gets two thumbs up from me and it hasn't even been made yet.
This morning after a 12 hour fast and a delayed cup of morning coffee I had blood drawn for routine labs. It gave me flashbacks to when I tried to give blood a while back. She stuck my right arm and could only get one vile so then she had to stick my left arm to get the rest. And it hurt. I whimpered out loud. She asked if I wanted her to remove the needle. I said if you can get the samples you need, just do it. Currently I am sitting here ingesting coffee thinking that I won't try donating blood again anytime soon.
On Monday, I went to the Veterans' Day service in town. It was a beautiful day and a nice service. Where the mayor lost points with me for talking politics in his Memorial Day speech, he made up for it when in lieu of making a speech he invited every Veteran in attendance to come up to the microphone and state their name and branch of the military served. My guess is that there were between 50-100 Veterans there and we applauded each and everyone of them. As it should be.
Because it is cool here, I think it must be cool everywhere today, so bundle up and stay warm.
Until next time...
Peace, Love and BOGO Lattes from 3p-5p Today -Sunday,
Hope
Monday, November 11, 2013
Thank You
Dear Military Veterans,
For all you have given and continue to give for our freedom, THANK YOU! The sacrifices made by you and your families are the true back bone of our country.
Since I talked about Post Secret in my last letter I will share with you a video originally posted on that blog specifically devoted to personal secrets shared by military personnel.
PostSecret / Soldiers' Secrets
http://vimeo.com/79014342
Thank a Veteran today. And everyday.
Until next time...
Peace & Love,
Hope
For all you have given and continue to give for our freedom, THANK YOU! The sacrifices made by you and your families are the true back bone of our country.
Since I talked about Post Secret in my last letter I will share with you a video originally posted on that blog specifically devoted to personal secrets shared by military personnel.
PostSecret / Soldiers' Secrets
http://vimeo.com/79014342
Thank a Veteran today. And everyday.
Until next time...
Peace & Love,
Hope
Friday, November 8, 2013
The Change
Dear Friends,
Last week I heard another old Garth Brooks song and have had it rolling around in my head ever since. I knew it was a blog letter in the making however it took a cranky week at work for me to finally put it in the right perspective and compose the message.
This week I allowed myself to get drawn into the negativity of others. I bought into it hook, line and sinker. And all I got out of it was annoyance and aggravation plus a nasty headache to boot. I'm a positive person. I get along well with others. So this morning I decided it was time to pull myself back up out of the negativity pit and go to work with a better attitude. It turned out to be a better day.
There is so much negativity that surrounds us everyday that sometimes I think it is hard not to get caught up in it or let it get you down. I didn't change the world by going to work in a better frame of mind. I did it so the world would know it can't have my goodness. Even when I stumble that is a non-negotiable point.
(Here is a link to Garth Brooks singing The Change as a tribute to the heroes of the Oklahoma City bombings back in 1995. http://vimeo.com/8716214 )
There is a blog I regularly visit at www.postsecret.com created by Frank Warren. It is on going project in which people anonymously mail postcards to his address with a secret on them. I first learned about it by watching one of my beloved TED talks. http://www.ted.com/talks/frank_warren_half_a_million_secrets.html Every Sunday a select few secrets from that week's mailings are posted on his blog. This past Sunday there was one I found particularly remarkable. I think it fits well with my blog letter today so I will share it here.
Last week I heard another old Garth Brooks song and have had it rolling around in my head ever since. I knew it was a blog letter in the making however it took a cranky week at work for me to finally put it in the right perspective and compose the message.
The title of the song is The Change and the first verse and chorus are as follows:
One hand
Reaches out
And pulls a lost soul from harm
While a thousand more go unspoken for
And they say what good have you done
By saving just this one
It's like whispering a prayer
In the fury of a storm.
(chorus)
And I hear them saying you'll never change things
and no matter what you do it's still the same thing
But it's not the world that I am changing
I do this so this world will know that it will not change me.
This week I allowed myself to get drawn into the negativity of others. I bought into it hook, line and sinker. And all I got out of it was annoyance and aggravation plus a nasty headache to boot. I'm a positive person. I get along well with others. So this morning I decided it was time to pull myself back up out of the negativity pit and go to work with a better attitude. It turned out to be a better day.
There is so much negativity that surrounds us everyday that sometimes I think it is hard not to get caught up in it or let it get you down. I didn't change the world by going to work in a better frame of mind. I did it so the world would know it can't have my goodness. Even when I stumble that is a non-negotiable point.
(Here is a link to Garth Brooks singing The Change as a tribute to the heroes of the Oklahoma City bombings back in 1995. http://vimeo.com/8716214 )
There is a blog I regularly visit at www.postsecret.com created by Frank Warren. It is on going project in which people anonymously mail postcards to his address with a secret on them. I first learned about it by watching one of my beloved TED talks. http://www.ted.com/talks/frank_warren_half_a_million_secrets.html Every Sunday a select few secrets from that week's mailings are posted on his blog. This past Sunday there was one I found particularly remarkable. I think it fits well with my blog letter today so I will share it here.
I hope the world doesn't change the person that wrote this post card. We need people like this.
Until next time...
Peace & Love,
Hope
Monday, November 4, 2013
Day Off
Greetings Friends, Family and Unknown Guests of My Blog,
After a busy weekend at work, I am enjoying some hang time on the futon today. One of the advantages of working all weekend is that I didn't have time to go to the laundromat so I avoided any unwanted Saturday encounters there. It does mean that I hadn't done laundry in over a week so I had several loads to do today. The laundromat that I go to has a wash and fold service and there is part of me that is jealous of those that breeze in to drop off or pick up their laundry with no thought of doing it themselves. However there is a bigger part of me that just feels weird about a stranger touching my clothes. And since it's not financially an option anyway, I'm not sure why I bother thinking about it to begin with. Feel free to insert an "Ohope" here.
On Saturday morning I finally came to terms with the fact that my cup garden was not growing. I mixed soil with coffee grounds and I think it was too dense and/or I buried the seeds too deep. Anyway, I got some new planting soil with fertilizer mixed in, dumped everything out and started again. The only that was trying to grow was a sunflower seed so that got transplanted. When I came home from work Sunday evening, the sunflower had already pushed two little leaves up through the soil. Yay! Hopefully the rest of my plantings will now follow suit.
I haven't posted many pictures lately so I will leave you with a few from today. My cup garden, the new decoration on my front door (thanks to the new line of seasonal beverages at work - the fall line was out and going in the trash - and it already had magnets on it!) and my poor forlorn doggie.
Happy Monday.
Until next time...
Peace & Love,
Hope
After a busy weekend at work, I am enjoying some hang time on the futon today. One of the advantages of working all weekend is that I didn't have time to go to the laundromat so I avoided any unwanted Saturday encounters there. It does mean that I hadn't done laundry in over a week so I had several loads to do today. The laundromat that I go to has a wash and fold service and there is part of me that is jealous of those that breeze in to drop off or pick up their laundry with no thought of doing it themselves. However there is a bigger part of me that just feels weird about a stranger touching my clothes. And since it's not financially an option anyway, I'm not sure why I bother thinking about it to begin with. Feel free to insert an "Ohope" here.
On Saturday morning I finally came to terms with the fact that my cup garden was not growing. I mixed soil with coffee grounds and I think it was too dense and/or I buried the seeds too deep. Anyway, I got some new planting soil with fertilizer mixed in, dumped everything out and started again. The only that was trying to grow was a sunflower seed so that got transplanted. When I came home from work Sunday evening, the sunflower had already pushed two little leaves up through the soil. Yay! Hopefully the rest of my plantings will now follow suit.
I haven't posted many pictures lately so I will leave you with a few from today. My cup garden, the new decoration on my front door (thanks to the new line of seasonal beverages at work - the fall line was out and going in the trash - and it already had magnets on it!) and my poor forlorn doggie.
Until next time...
Peace & Love,
Hope
Saturday, November 2, 2013
Fall Back
Good Evening Readers,
Tomorrow is probably one of my least favorite days of the year. Why? Because we turn the clocks back. I know, I know it means an extra hour of sleep but more so to me it means less daylight. Alas, there is nothing I can do about it so I best just get over it. It should at least be lighter here a later into the evening than back in the home state. I will take all the daylight I can get.
Yesterday at work we started the transition from our Fall beverages into our holiday selections. It was rainy and cool here today so there were plenty of people willing to drop into the store and try out the new beverages. (That's my roundabout way of saying it was BUSY!) The more time I spend at work with my colleagues, the more I like them. They are snarky and sweet, sassy and caring. They give hugs willingly and most important they make me laugh. And I hardly ever have to throw around my matriarch title to keep them in line. As I've said before, it's not where I saw myself working however I'm starting to find my niche there.
This evening after Jak and I went for a walk I ran to the grocery store to pick up a few things. I was chatting with cashier about the cool weather - it was below 70 so I had on long pants and a hoodie - so I told him I moved here a few months ago from the north but you wouldn't know it by the way I bundle up. He said that the cold is different here. I agreed with him. He then said the cold here "hurts." Amen kid. I'm picking up what you're putting down.
My beloved New England Revolution played their first of two playoffs games tonight. The early rounds of MLS playoffs are decided in a home and away on aggregate format. If that sounds confusing (it took me a while to figure it out when I first became a fan) it means they play two games so each team has a home game, the team that advances is based on the total of points scored in both games. With the Red Sox fresh of their World Series Championship, let's hope a little of that luck spills over on a fellow New England team. The Revvies will head to Kansas City on Wednesday night with a 2-1 lead going into the second game.
Tomorrow is a work day for me so I best set my clocks back and get to bed. Remember to change your clocks, though showing up an hour early is better than an hour late.
Until next time...
Peace, Love and Give Me Back My Daylight,
Hope
Tomorrow is probably one of my least favorite days of the year. Why? Because we turn the clocks back. I know, I know it means an extra hour of sleep but more so to me it means less daylight. Alas, there is nothing I can do about it so I best just get over it. It should at least be lighter here a later into the evening than back in the home state. I will take all the daylight I can get.
Yesterday at work we started the transition from our Fall beverages into our holiday selections. It was rainy and cool here today so there were plenty of people willing to drop into the store and try out the new beverages. (That's my roundabout way of saying it was BUSY!) The more time I spend at work with my colleagues, the more I like them. They are snarky and sweet, sassy and caring. They give hugs willingly and most important they make me laugh. And I hardly ever have to throw around my matriarch title to keep them in line. As I've said before, it's not where I saw myself working however I'm starting to find my niche there.
This evening after Jak and I went for a walk I ran to the grocery store to pick up a few things. I was chatting with cashier about the cool weather - it was below 70 so I had on long pants and a hoodie - so I told him I moved here a few months ago from the north but you wouldn't know it by the way I bundle up. He said that the cold is different here. I agreed with him. He then said the cold here "hurts." Amen kid. I'm picking up what you're putting down.
My beloved New England Revolution played their first of two playoffs games tonight. The early rounds of MLS playoffs are decided in a home and away on aggregate format. If that sounds confusing (it took me a while to figure it out when I first became a fan) it means they play two games so each team has a home game, the team that advances is based on the total of points scored in both games. With the Red Sox fresh of their World Series Championship, let's hope a little of that luck spills over on a fellow New England team. The Revvies will head to Kansas City on Wednesday night with a 2-1 lead going into the second game.
Tomorrow is a work day for me so I best set my clocks back and get to bed. Remember to change your clocks, though showing up an hour early is better than an hour late.
Until next time...
Peace, Love and Give Me Back My Daylight,
Hope
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