Dog Days

Caught myself doing it again.
I was playing outside too long and got bit by the homesick bug.
If I could just get 10 hours away maybe I wouldn’t feel so sick.
I was daydreaming on a real estate site
I am ready to have my family.
The family I left so long ago
The family that wasn’t there until years after I left
I want my dad, sister, and friend
They for me represent the security blanket that I have lived without for so many years
The summer nights at a picnic table
The winter afternoons at the kitchen table
Just talking
Just complaining
Just brutally judging other peoples values
I wish they made a repellent for that darn bug

Sweating Bullets

I am fulfilling one of my many wishes as a child, which is to see the world and even though I have been out of the country before, this trip will be the furthest from home I will have ever traveled. We are heading to the Outback all the way on the other side of the hemisphere. Wohw. I know that we will be traveling into open arms of security once we are there but still the fear of travel scares me more then ever. Once upon a time I would have the gal to jump into my car and drive for hours without thinking anything about it but as I get older I become more fearful and existed at the same time. Travel is all I ever wanted to do as a child and young adult but finally I have the money and time to do it and I couldn’t ask for a better travel partner then my husband. Going into the unknown is what we do best and I am sure we will grow from this. I mean he has taken me to his home land of Colombia, South America and that was fun even though I didn’t speak so much Spanish at the time, his friends and family treated me with respect and showed me love. But this trip is just the beginning of our life together as travelers. Keep an eye out for the pictures on my Flickr account.
See ya in the air!

I want to have my words DANCE!
Twirling and Whirling
With a cense of exhaustion
Overwhelmed with the loss of breath escaping from my smiling lips
The warm embrace of terms tickling my imagination
Blanketing and squeezing my ever evolving thoughts with comfort of knowledge

Who we are

We all have the language that we speak, that we are taught. Our FIRST language. This is the language that we are able to express ourselves the best in. But when you grow up and learn another language you then speak like a baby as you develop. But when it goes to showing other people your personal language you are an oddity and the terms that you use in your every day live become the obsession of the outsiders.
The question is that in today's Blogger and Flickr life how much do we really want people to know about ones self?
I mean that if I was to sit in a doctors office and over heard someone talk about something personal that they read on the internet, part of me would feel proud of my the unspoken influence but yet another would feel violated because these are the terms that are used with my family not the general pubic.

We all want to think the best of our predecessors but ultimately they are who we were.
Low expectations, lead great significance.

First off let me just say to those who really read this, "I am Sorry that It has Taken Me so long to write this, it's just that I needed to be Inspired."

My life not just life in general but MY LIFE...
I just wanted to be able to understand and relate to everyone I ever met and though that has been a tall order to fill for a little girl born in a county hospital, I think I have done OK.
And even though part of me feels as though I am bragging another part of me " the Mother Theresa Side" takes hold and tells myself that it is what it is. I am who I am and in that I have the ability to understand, sympathize, and talk with people of all ages and of different backgrounds.
I have been told that I have a great gift for insulting people or just saying the wrong thing to them. I didn't mean to turn out that way I just developed that TALENT. None the less I come off as a well mannered country girl, at work BUT the truth is I let the people see parts of me that I want them to see.
You know come to think of it I always wanted to be an actor and famous. Maybe I am an actor in my life playing the part that I am in for that time.
You see with you I am, or play, the person who can relate to you.