STOP IT ALREADY!

I never used to do this, but......I HAVE BEEN EATING WAY TOO MUCH ICE CREAM LATELY!

PARTS OF MY PAST

Today I woke up thinking about "death" and how I need to make a will. Then ironically this day brought 2 terrible losses..parts of my life as I grew up...Farah Fawcett and Michael Jackson. Farah and her beautiful hair...how I wished I looked like her and envied her fitness even as she got older and Michael...his songs were all I played at my wedding and the time I followed him in his white van with my Datsun B210 down the Dan Ryan from White Sox Park to Michigan Avenue. "The Victory Tour" and my husband actually being on the news as he sat camped out at the head of the line to get tickets for it because I wanted to go so badly. I had a terrible crush on him during his Thriller days. I will never forget the Motown 25 show when I first saw him "Moondance". He was awesome! His talent and creativity were like no other. His popularity crossed generations. Bless Michael and Farah and may they rest in peace.

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Today

I thought that it was only me obsessed with the break up of Jon and Kate, but it is everywhere. It bothers me most of all because I thought they were just like our family, a few knocks here and there, and life goes on. But does it really? It seems that death and illness has succumbed to so many of my fellow workers and/or their families this year, making me realize how precious life and people really are. Enjoy those around you, live life to the fullest, and tell those who mean something to you how much they do. Work is a place to earn money. Sometimes it is enjoyable and sometimes it is a tightrope walk. However, if it were not for work I wouldn't have found some of the people that mean as much to me as they do. God, thank you for bringing them into my life!

Today they said the Gosselin's had a better chance of working out their differences than the US had in moving on! WOW were they wrong!

I MISS MY KIDS SO MUCH

STUBBORN Husbands and Directions

STUBBORN: unreasonably or perversely unyielding; performed or carried on in an unyielding, obstinate, or persistent manner; difficult to handle, manage, or treat.


Today we went to the USA vs Honduras Soccer Game at Soldier's Field. I told my husband, "Let's park where we usually do and walk." He did not want to do this as he said it was too far. I couldn't believe it because we have been taking incredibly long walks lately. Well, when we got to Soldier Field parking lot and saw that we would have to walk as far as we would have if he listened to me, he agreed to turn around and go to where I originally planned, only this wasted 30 minutes turning around. However, as we were doing this, we got to see the bus which had the US National Team on it! It was a fun, brisk walk....all the excitement, crowds, and anticipation of the game. Even better, we actually won. There were over 50,000 people there, and it seemed like 3/4 of them were Honduran supporters though the screams for the US were overwhelming.

Then came the walk back. My husband was in a big darn hurry. He wouldn't listen to me about directions, he just kept walking, with me trailing behind like a newborn duck. I knew he was going the wrong way, but he just kept going. How embarassing being the only 2 people going against the traffic of the crowds. Somehow he got into McCormick Place. I didn't get to the door he was entering fast enough, and it closed right in front of me. I was on a deserted street. I immediately began pounding my head off, and he came back and opened it up. It got worse, we were in this building surrounded by concrete walls, and I kept thinking we shouldn't be in there and someone is going to see us on their cameras and come and shoot us. We got on freight elevators and went up and down. Finally, we found a window and saw where we were. The only way out was through emergency exits and he said, "Well you ready?" I was gearing up for the sound of alarms when I saw this door and said, "How about this?" He opened it, and there we were-right where we should have been in the first place. See what happens when men decide to listen! The return trip was twice as long as the trip there, and I have blisters to prove it!

There is Always Sunshine Above the Clouds

As I was coming home on the plane from a recent trip, contemplating on the dreariness of the weather, the plane soared above the clouds revealing sunshine and splendor. I thought to myself how appropriate and meaningful this site actually was. "There is always sunshine above the clouds!"