Early Morning Goodness

As you lie there sleeping,
I imagine the stories
behind your eyes.

Stories of monsters
and demons, or
are they stories of happiness and love?

My heart expands,
not only with a deep breath, but sweet relief.
A smile gently creeps across your lips.

Your kind heart and soul,
are like a breath of fresh air.
Leaving me still...and happy.

Delicioso!

Do you ever have those days where EVERYTHING you eat tastes EXTRA delicious?!?! Today's one of those days for me.

Missing You Already

My good friend, Lori Nelson, passed away this past week. I'm not even sure of the actual day. She lived alone, and had a brain aneurysm. She wasn't yet 60 years old, and she was an awesome human being. She was many things, but here are a few things I will always remember about Lori:

She was short and sassy, and could pack a punch! She was an ex-Marine, and you'd never know by her sweet demeanor...but, by all means, don't make her mad!

She liked everything in her life just-so. Her hair and nails were always just-so. Her clothes were always just-so. Her cars were always just-so. Her house...ahhh...her house was always just-so. Pretty much everything about Lori I remember to be beautifully just-so.

A heart of gold, and so loving and giving, Lori was expressive about everything. We connected on a certain level of emotion, as we were similar in the areas of expression, passion, and love. Lori wasn't always treated with the respect and love she deserved either, and especially by men. I think Lori just didn't realize what a gem she really was.

Lori was most known in our church for signing (expression of music via sign language) so majestically during worship songs, as well as for special programs. We often told her she missed her calling - she should be paid for doing what she loved so much. It was so awesome to watch her give praise to the Lord using her arms and body to translate the music and words. I hope she realized how much this gift touched each and every one of us.

There's so many things I'm missing. But, I'm too sad. I will miss Lori. Very much.

Apparently, I'm a Flirt

Brian and I were walking down the sidewalk on our way to Portland Running Company. We were nearing a scruffy looking guy scrubbing up a cherry red Volkswagon. It was a hot day, and he seemed to be working hard, and sweating. I was noticing how pretty this car was, and even more so with suds and water sheen. As we walked by, I couldn't resist:

Me: "Wanna do mine next?"

Guy: "Yeah, right."

Me: Chuckle.

Guy: Almost snidely, "$30 bucks an hour!"

Me, to Brian: "He's only a little bitter."

Brian: "You're such a flirt."

Overheard Today

There was a 20'ish year old girl talking to her friend, who was also around the same age. She was describing a wedding she'd attended this past weekend. As she was describing the bride throwing the bouquet to yet non-brides, she says this:

"So, eventually, she basically threw it right at the Maid of Honor. She's this really old girl...like in her thirties, and not married yet!"

What-EVAR!

Just Seen

I saw Ocean's 13 this weekend. Great flick. Not as great as the first, but still better than the second.

Who Knew?

Imagine this....a relationship in which you are adored; treated with respect; talked to as if you were actually human; able to talk things out (without using curse words, even) in a single bound; and actually hear an apology without asking for one.

I have encountered this for the first time in my life. Nice. And, no...I'm not kidding.

Figures

I knew I shouldn't have blogged about him. Jinx....joke's on me.

Food for Thought

There was this man on the street. He was wandering about aimlessly, as if he didn't really have anywhere else to go. He appeared to be dirty and unkempt. He stopped ahead of me, and turned around. He stepped back, as if to allow me pass him, and gave me a warm smile as I walked by. Just before I passed, he said, "Good day, ma'am." I thought to myself, 'He sounded almost chipper. What for?'

Today was a day, not so unlike many others, in which I was a bit irritated. Things didn't go quite as well as they could have. I was running late, my hair didn't turn out just how I liked it, my daughter was fighting me to get up, traffic was horrendous, etc. You name it, it went wrong.

I find that often times, when things don't go my way in the morning, my day is off to a bad start. I am irritated at the slightest discrepancy in my schedule or plans. What's that about? Control? Am I really THAT anal?

Here I am, a strong woman with dreams and goals, a great job, a beautiful daughter, many wonderful people in my life, including lovely friends and awesome family. I have a car, a warm place to rest my head at night, and everything I really need.

Why is it that a man who has what appears to be nothing can be so much more thoughtful and kind than someone with everything they could ever need?

Do you really want to know?

Well, I want to gab on and on about the new man in my life. But, it's so hard for me to actually talk about. We're still early on in the dance, but so far I'm having a good time. I like dancing.

I have discovered that some past experiences have really affected the trust that I have in myself and in my decisions, particularly in matters of the heart. All I know is that I want to be healthy...physically, mentally, in my relationships, in my career, etc. (mostly in that order, too). Life serves up some doozies...but I want to be able to roll with it, and come out a better person in the end.

So, in case you've been wondering if there's "stuff" going on with me...there is. But, it's mostly good stuff. Except when it's not.

Did you really want to know?

Why?

Why does everything have to be so freakin' difficult?

HUH???