It hurts...

Today is the kind of day you spend dreaming about during the winter.  The sky is a deep blue, not a cloud in sight.  The sun is bright and warm.  The breeze is soft and a little cool.  Different shades of green meet your eye and go right to the 'pleasure' part of your brain, while you try to comprehend the magnificent colours of trees and flowers; shrubs and bushes.  It is so beautiful that is causes you to ache inside.  Not sure why, not a terribly painful ache, but it hurts...just a little. 

How can we, fallible humans, be allowed to enjoy such beauty?  How is it possible that the bleak grayness of this past winter has given way to such wealth of colour and we are able to enjoy it?  What gives us permission to bask in this springtime glory? 

Makes me feel insignificant and small...but also very content and peaceful.  Today is the kind of day that i wish to be outdoors until the sun sets, walking in freshly greened grass or lounging on a blanket enjoying a picnic..

The forecast for the weekend is supposed to be the same as today.  i hope it is.  Three days of fantastic Spring.  So beautiful....it hurts.

Good time of the year to be born.

ONE. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.

TWO. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.

THREE. Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.

FOUR. When you say, "I love you," mean it.

FIVE. When you say, "I'm sorry," look the person in the eye.

SIX. Be engaged at least six months before you get married.

SEVEN. Believe in love at first sight.

EIGHT. Never laugh at anyone's dream. People who don't have dreams don't have much.

NINE. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely.

TEN.. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.

ELEVEN. Don't judge people by their relatives.

TWELVE. Talk slowly but think quickly.

THIRTEEN. When someone asks you a question you don't want to answer, smile and ask, "Why do you want to know?"

FOURTEEN. Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.

FIFTEEN. Say "bless you" when you hear someone sneeze.

SIXTEEN. When you lose, don't lose the lesson

SEVENTEEN. Remember the three R's: Respect for self; Respect for others; and Responsibility for all your actions.

EIGHTEEN. Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship.

NINETEEN. When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.

TWENTY. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.

TWENTY-ONE. Spend some time alone.

Oh my word! Pull out already!

Today is a fabulous day - warm, breezy, very very nice.  i have some windows open and the sounds of the wakening city are coming in with the breeze.  Earlier i heard the children playing and someone was mowing their grass, adults talking and laughing - all very pleasant sounds.

However -- for the past 10 minutes, i've been listening to a man help a woman back her car out of the garage. Yes, ten...ten long minutes of..."back a little more, turn your wheel...harder..ok..now straighten it up, pull forward,,..no! no!  wait!  Stop! ok, try again...a little more, no..."  AND ON AND ON.  i've watched from my bedroom window as this tiny lil red car was trying to weasel it's way out of a very large garage.

Good grief...get out and push it - would be easier, perhaps!

Sheesh!  Women drivers!

Women are Funny Creatures

Funny things happen at work from time to time - not 'HA-HA' funny but certainly humorous to me.

i wear skirts/dresses almost all the time - there are very few exceptions to this.  i do so just to embrace my feminity and to look more polished/put together.  i am NOT though stuck-up or snooty..it's just that i like how i feel when wearing a skirt..and a short, swing-y one in the warm months makes for a lot of fun...uh...so i've heard ::cough, cough::

But i digress.

So...that being said, there are a few female co-workers who hardly ever wear a skirt but whenever they do, they come show me right away!  How fun is that?  And today  - one of the gals brought down her student worker, who was wearing an adorable skirt...

It just makes me smile happily to see other women able to enjoy dressing femme and i love making a fuss over them. 

Too bad i couldn't turn that into a business.

Make a fuss.com?  no?  ok..well, it was just a thought!

Drama, drama, drama

 Last night we had play practice which was in preparation for this Sunday's performance.  This musical is set in Jerusalem during Holy Week.  Choir, soloists and cast make up the entire thing.  Due to some odd circumstances, i've found myself the drama director just very recently.  i have no experience in this...other than any acting i did in high school (i was Jezebel in one play...and King Ahab was my boyfriend's brother - very handsome - hmm...good memories.  i had to stand and yell "Kill them!" or something else just as pleasant.  Needless to say "them" were glad that later in the story, Jezebel throws herself out of the castle window and dies and less than glorious death.)  But i digress...

So..yes, inexperienced, though i do have an active imagination and can picture how it might play (no pun intended) out.  Last night, we all were a bit stressed and feeling the pressure and one guy kept making little ad lib comments - sort of under his breath - but they were absolutely hysterical.

We renamed the musical:  The Borrowed Tomb: A Holy Week Comedy.

(ok, that's not funny - but it was at 10.30pm last night...)

Pick a Job..any job

When i complained about my job via email to my sister (16 yrs old), she replied:

.....hmm...you could work waitressing or housekeeping on a cruise ship, or become a funeral singer, a wedding arranger, a firefighter, a professional ski jumper, a haidresser or a clothes designer ORRR...you could just ruin government property and hold someone hostage and become wanted nation-wide : ))...i think you should start playing the lottery lol

love ya

A funeral singer??? Is there such a thing?  A funeral singer??????
i can't stop giggling over that one!

Mandatory Morning Person

i think if one is to be employed as a crossing guard for school-aged children, one should smile and be nice, instead of glaring at them and every motorist around.

Just a thought.