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analyzing in a post-analytical timeperiod
01.27.08 (6:14 pm)   [edit]

What does it mean when someone you baked a cake for throws said cake back at you?  or a cake, even a different one?  What if it is all virtual?  What if it doesn't even happen?  It's all something I'm considering, but likely will never happen.  Is it just a waste of time & brainpower?  As I think these things, I think of many hours of analyzing situations that have never occurred.  I can attempt to justify it by quantifying the amount of peace or sleep I had as a direct result.  I would have to counterbalance it with the amount I lost, lying there, unable to shut my thoughts off.

Then again, maybe it's just my 'I need a break from cleaning!' side babbling... ;)

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20 was yesterday
01.26.08 (12:26 pm)   [edit]

Walking into the family home, smelling a certain cologne, listening to a song- they can all bring us to a distant time and place.  This time, it was a Switchfoot song- a part about "it's my birthday tomorrow... I was born this Thursday, 22 years ago..."  I listened to that song a lot the summer I turned 21.  That was over 5 years ago, and the memory is so fresh!

now I'm off to finish a list of things before socializing! 

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wind upon the water
01.20.08 (9:32 pm)   [edit]
... I sing readily as I have just fed the cat.  ??  I know that I sing and hum often, but this seemed so natural.  All day, I was trying to remember what I sang this morning, and here it was spilling out as easily as breathing.  It was my first solo (although I vaguely remember a solo in elementary school, but that could have easily been a speaking role in the play)...
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when Saturday becomes Friday
01.17.08 (10:35 pm)   [edit]

This is an example of filling in the gaps- seeing what he had before and skimming through the rest.  I thought my friend was visiting Saturday morning.  Turns out it's tomorrow morning.  Haven't seen him in over two years.  Should sleep soon, with an early morning ahead of me.  Guess no pie.


Guess what?  Someone thinks you are beautiful.  And worth their time.  And the most fascinating creature!  And maybe that someone is actually several people or your cat or yourself or someone bigger than all that.  'cause you know what?  People suck.  or at least we fail each other and are not stable and what does it matter if in that moment, we really care about each other?  It really hurts when I place my self-worth in the hands of those who choose to tell me what they think.  Sure, most of the time, it works out great, but I should not have highs and lows so dependent if others think I am special or not.  What do they know?  I had been thinking along those lines much recently, when it stuck out the most as I stuck my hand in the garbage to retrieve my work entry card.  It was in that corner, visible without digging, just waiting for me to remember it and bring it back into my life.  I saw in that card, beautiful people.  Not in the 'let us rate who we think are the most attractive' way, but in the 'something special shining through, perceived as beauty' kind of way.  The people that are not focused or maybe even aware of how wonderful they are.  But what am I saying?  I will not go and raise someone's spirits up, only for someone else to crush them.  I will speak the truth and hope you know that I am being honest and love you.  But your happiness and self-perception should not be hugely influenced by me.

This is the most 'at home' I have felt in a long time.  Winter is my favorite season.  If I had snowpants on, I would have rolled around.  Instead, I tromped to work in my purple snowboots and jacket and felt more connected to the ground than to anything else.  As others slipped around, I occasionally quickened my pace.  If my fingers were warm, I would have taken a more leisurely walk home.  I am accepting today for what it was.  It would have been more wonderful if I could have shared it with David, though.  It's hard to go on dates when there's more than one state border to cross.  ;)
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best
01.14.08 (10:10 am)   [edit]
The night sky, with glowing blue clouds, a soft moon and deep navy blue background, was the prettiest I've ever seen.  The store-bought mango was the juiciest, tastiest, sweetest mango I had ever eaten.  My skin never felt so good to be in.  Or at least that is what my senses told me.  Other times in my life, it has been emotional factors swaying me, such as, "I am in love and the world is a wonderful place!!"  That wasn't my mindset this weekend, yet I felt fabulous!  Why is that?  I am checking out a book on fertility and hope to answer such questions.  If nothing else, I hope to know my body/other women better.  Maybe I can even pass on some info to friends who are trying (some to prevent) to get pregnant.  My friend that actually recommended the book is pregnant- yay!  I am happy for her & her husband.

Anyway, welcome to a new week!
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who makes the woeful heart to sing
01.09.08 (10:12 pm)   [edit]

... (Fairest Lord Jesus)
I'd like to think it's more than the start of a new day that wakes me up singing.

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pleasure-seeker
01.06.08 (7:31 pm)   [edit]
... even a hot bath that leaves my pulse through the roof is gratifying.  Does life have to go my way for me to be happy?  no.  but usually it helps.  I don't think I'm isolating myself, but I know it's possible, even in a room full of people.  Maybe I have been distancing myself and stacking those heavy stones around me, hoping someone will come in and embrace me, holding me up as we walk through the gap before I close it.  Maybe that's a passive-aggressive way of thinking, which apparently no one really gains much from.  Maybe I need to look elsewhere- that always helps me gain perspective, maybe even discrediting the immensity with which my happenings had previously seemed.  How do you deal with wants and hopes and dreams in a world that they can't or shouldn't (at least currently) happen?  It sucks.  Sometimes, i try to be reasonable and even change what i want, hoping that helps.  Occasionally it does.  Sometimes, I emotionally beat myself up over stuff like that.  "You can't have that- get over it!  Why do we keep coming back to this?"  Sometimes, I'm nicer, "The timing's just not right.  Put off until x, y & z happens.  and don't worry, x, y & z will happen and it will be totally worth it!"  I've had better times as a 20-something.  Or at least I was more comfortable where I was at.  I still believe such things as, "It will all work out in the end." and "Each day is a new beginning."  12 Stones is at least helping.  They're echoing some of my cries and so forth.  There's something about their harsh loudness (to my tamer-music ears), electric guitar and drums that is letting me process a little.
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worth it
01.04.08 (3:31 pm)   [edit]

Here's me embracing the New Year: New Year's

(or at least my hostess friend and boyfriend)

What is it like to progress?  In which areas is that welcome?  I've been pondering such questions lately.  The fodder was everything from the direction of personal relationships to this head cold threatening to settle in.  In lieu of contemplating that more here, I will cover Christmas week.  I had written a whole lot, with details, of Dave's & my trip to Houston.  I think I'll downsize it and share some visuals.

We had a great time!  It was satisfying to both get what we wanted out of the trip.  I wanted to get to know some of his family and for them to know me and me to know Dave as well.  When we didn't run in different directions after landing back in DC, I knew it was a good sign.  ;)
I felt very welcomed and like I could easily fit in and see us having a family with kids & hanging out with them all.  :0  But it also reaffirmed some things I've always wanted, such as a welcoming home open to guests.

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Although we spent most of the time in Houston, we also took a side-trip to San Antonio w/ Dave's bro and sis-in-law.  It was the most fun I've had in a while.  They're pictured above, but since I didn't ask permission to do so, I hope the obscure nature of the pics is discretion enough.  The one with lights is Riverwalk.  The other is in a cave!
Continuing clockwise, you will find evidence of our Armand Nature (bayou?) visit.  It may have been the most perfect date I've been on.  It was also very sunny, especially reflecting off the water.  Later that day, we continued hanging out w/ a cousin of his and her family at Kemah (harbor city), eating at the Aquarium (where he befriended this shark).  That day, we also checked out that rocket at NASA.

"Turtles and other wild creatures do not prosper on potato
chips, bread or other food anymore than humans do.  Please do not
feed the turtles in the pond, as they have plenty of
nutritious natural foods available to them."

You know the feeling of a strong lack of something?  That's what I'm experiencing right now.  I'm not sure where my head cold is hiding now, but my nose & throat seem perfectly clear.  On the opposite side of things, do you know the feeling where something/someone is there and it seems so natural & like there could be no better way, and it's a new thing?

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