Have You Ever Found Yourself...

It's been some time since my last blog. I always thought I was technologically savy but apparently I couldn't figure out how to continuing writing this blog since there was a system upgrade.  But thank you to my technical guy!  I finally get to write. 
So much to say, so many things have occurred, so much to look forward to in the coming months without boring you....  Hey Happy Summer!!  So here's a picture to start.

Before I get to the nitty gritty (I'll get to that in the next blogs), here was a thought back in May but never got to finish.  And because I hate starting something and not finishing...


Did you ever notice?

When people:
Refer to everything with the same adjective...
Mine is Interesting.  Why is it that I say that?  Is it because it is interesting? Or is it because I have nothing nice to say?  Or is it the only word I can come up with at this time because the something that is being mentioned is something that I never thought of and need time to take in and evaluate; and then I could have a better discussion about the something that I immediately found "interesting?"
I do hear other people using interesting a lot lately when I talk with them.  I wonder what is actually going through their mind.

I heard this one at work: individual, a professional, calling people "Crazy as a bedbug."  Hmm and the person saying this...well what do you think? Interesting, eh?

I find people saying this a lot: lost my way-mentally and actually got lost on the way to a place.  Yes, haven't we all lost our way at some time or another?  I have many of those moments.  When I'm physically lost, I try to pull up Yelp or a map though.  And when I am mentally losing my way, I take a deep breath and try to smile and hope work to come back.

A new one but used well: Easy Peezy.  Kind of like the Staples easy button.  But more fun to say and well the situations might not all work out to be easy peezy, buy hey, why not believe!  It's always good to have an optimistic human being on your side!!

Until the next time.

THE END

All good things must come to an end-is that how the saying goes? I have issues with this statement and more so issues with endings in general.

Some examples:
Taking down a Christmas tree
Unpacking luggage
Drying the dishes
Dying


I have a  hate-hate relationship with unpacking luggage.  I hate it because the act of unpacking my luggage is troublesome and irritating. Tedious at best.  But I really hate it because it means that my vacation has come to an end.   

Taking down the Christmas tree means wrapping every ornament carefully and trying to fit them back in the storage container that they fit in a month before, but now, all of a sudden, they are not fitting back.  So in the end I throw some things away.  It also means a new year is approaching.  A new year with new thoughts.  But how long does that last?  New can only be so new for a short time.  Or is it always new?  The hope of a new year and the wonderful family time that you had before Christmas silently fades.

Drying the dishes.  Hate it.  That's why I have a dishwasher.  But when grandma and Aunt Jay were alive a yummy dinner was prepared and served; and time for clean up usually meant gram would wash and Aunt Jay would dry.  But when my sisters and I were told asked to help them, we would get to choose wash or dry.  I usually chose dry because, first off nobody trusted me to clean, and anyway I really didn't like to get my hands dirty (still don't).  But drying meant you were the last person to be done.  You didn't get to pick out the television show to watch.  You didn't get the seat you wanted on the couch.  You were lonely in the kitchen.  And dinner time was over which meant a new day was going to be upon us soon.

Dying.  Well.  I understand that it is a part of the full cycle of life.  I understand that it is usually a natural progression of a living organism.  May it be a human body or a flower, death just does not become me.  I fear the after life (whatever that may be). I fear that no talking will be involved.  No hugs.  Nobody that I know.  No television shows.  No laughter.  No emotions.  No life.   

Thus I choose to live my life while I can.  In the end, my choice might bring excitement or adversity; loyalty or exclusion; control or chaos.  

Any which way I am bound and ready for limitless endings.  So bring it on!

Ohh. An after thought..Orgasms...an end...a good end...usually...but it does mean the end of a good sexual encounter. And onto the next...
Yes, bring it on!

Keeping your Eye on the Prize

It's not about the crown...

"After all of this that it’s not about a crown, it’s not about a winner, it’s not about the judges, the clothes, the fleeting fame, the trip to Las Vegas, it’s about love."

              -Mallory Ervin, Miss Kentucky 2009, 4th Runner up at Miss America 2010


It's more about the journey and the passion that carries you through.


The Miss America Pageant took place in January in Las Vegas.  And, in the past I have shared the live experience with my mom.  We travelled to Atlantic City (okay so it's my mom's second home-not much of a travel, but I'm talking about the experience), and when the pageant moved to Vegas, we followed (not too shabby for my mom). 
I was once a part of the organization: As a competitor in Miss Staten Island, Miss Binghamton, and Miss Syracuse; and as a board member of Miss Staten Island and Miss Richmond County.  Now I am a spectator: Who cries sits in awe during the bathing suit and the question portions; and forget about what happens to me when I watch them name the top 3.  Chills, dreams floating by, and cries of achievement, proudness, and the love of competition come over me. Feels like it was just yesterday, right Christine and Kimberly?
Recently I had the pleasure of sharing photos of my pageant days.  The joy overcame me again.  Even though I never achieved the crown, I was runner up. Runner up! In no way will I ever say that it was never enough. And in life if I am never the top, el jefe, the best, The one.

So as to continue on my last post, achievements are great but not achieving yet collecting thoughts from them is as good.  Well, at least that's what I am telling myself.  And it's not just the collection of the thoughts though.  It's the reflection. 

Thought: I might never be "The one." Reflection: I never thought I would be.
Thought: I'll never be on top.  Reflection: Sure I will-in bed.  But really, from the top where can you go, down? Not on my to do list.
Thought: I'll never be the best.  Reflection: I don't need to be the best.  I need be at MY best.

Please think of me during the next 3 months-I aim to achieve. But I know the journeys will be amazing and the experience like no other.