¢ A brand new laptop that will most likely cost $130 in repairs.
¢ Hopes, dashed. Twice in the space of an hour.
¢ A huge bruised pinky knuckle FOR NO GOOD REASON.
PS. The cent signs? So that there can be SOME SENSE in my universe right now.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Floaty, flunky and floaty some more...
♥Wearing a kimono and black knee boots to work.
♥Getting to leave said work early.
♥A nap.
♥Getting to leave said work early.
♥A nap.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Dinner, Death and Destiny
♥Another new recipe: Bourbon Chicken over brown rice...and a house full of peeps who loved it.
♥Dexter, my new crush. Let's not discuss the black case of killing tools...
♥Today's message that can't be ignored or denied:
Tara, the trick is learning to maintain an unwavering focus upon your desired end result, your completed dream, the "finish line," without insisting upon, or even contemplating, its means of attainment, no matter how logical, obvious, or tempting it may seem. That's all you ever really need to know, Tara.
Tallyho,
The Universe
♥Dexter, my new crush. Let's not discuss the black case of killing tools...
♥Today's message that can't be ignored or denied:
Tara, the trick is learning to maintain an unwavering focus upon your desired end result, your completed dream, the "finish line," without insisting upon, or even contemplating, its means of attainment, no matter how logical, obvious, or tempting it may seem. That's all you ever really need to know, Tara.
Tallyho,
The Universe
Yesterday...
♥The house smelling of curry and incense while three generations of Geminiis bonded over Slumdog Millionaire. Theme night a la maison!
♥Dayquil. Even better...Nyquil!
♥The sound, the smell, the cold crisp freshness of rain this time of year. Umbrella, schmumbrella!
♥Dayquil. Even better...Nyquil!
♥The sound, the smell, the cold crisp freshness of rain this time of year. Umbrella, schmumbrella!
Thursday, January 14, 2010
January is here...so am I
I'm normally great at organizing my thoughts and making some sense of connection, practical application or meaning. Normally. Today I'm very far from that normal. Today I am jumbled up and randomly expressive. Here goes...
This week, I...
fell down. twice.
ate too much sushi.
emailed some truths.
emailed some fun.
flirted via text. plural like.
missed my momma...then drove to the airport to get her.
watched an entire season of a TV show on disc...it has TARA in the title!
napped.
worked.
acquired something illegally.
acquired something illegal.
dreamed of Seattle.
planned for Seattle.
quieted my mind.
stretched my body.
asked for what I needed.
made a promise.
wrote a poem.
listened to break up songs and realized there's no heartbreak left. whew!
raided a cherished friend's wardrobe.
forgave for no reason.
refused to forgive for good reason.
reached out here.
shut down there.
cried for sad and cried for glad.
cleaned, decluttered and donated.
finished an entire "to do" list.
accepted certain realities.
dreamed a brand new, bigger and better dream just for dreams' sake.
repaired a piece of furniture.
made kick ass Sangria...my own recipe!
got a package in the mail.
slept like a baby.
wished you were here.
This week, I...
fell down. twice.
ate too much sushi.
emailed some truths.
emailed some fun.
flirted via text. plural like.
missed my momma...then drove to the airport to get her.
watched an entire season of a TV show on disc...it has TARA in the title!
napped.
worked.
acquired something illegally.
acquired something illegal.
dreamed of Seattle.
planned for Seattle.
quieted my mind.
stretched my body.
asked for what I needed.
made a promise.
wrote a poem.
listened to break up songs and realized there's no heartbreak left. whew!
raided a cherished friend's wardrobe.
forgave for no reason.
refused to forgive for good reason.
reached out here.
shut down there.
cried for sad and cried for glad.
cleaned, decluttered and donated.
finished an entire "to do" list.
accepted certain realities.
dreamed a brand new, bigger and better dream just for dreams' sake.
repaired a piece of furniture.
made kick ass Sangria...my own recipe!
got a package in the mail.
slept like a baby.
wished you were here.
Friday, January 8, 2010
Friday's Four Beauty-full Things...
♥Fog for my morning walk...insulating out all the noise and mess...it's like nature's hug.
♥Heart-shaped cinnamon waffles in the waffle iron making the house smell all home-y.
♥A wide open Friday ahead, ready to be filled with fun and adventure.
and a fourth for Friday...
♥A date tonight...dinner, movie, laughter and catching up...with my minis.
♥Heart-shaped cinnamon waffles in the waffle iron making the house smell all home-y.
♥A wide open Friday ahead, ready to be filled with fun and adventure.
and a fourth for Friday...
♥A date tonight...dinner, movie, laughter and catching up...with my minis.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Lather, rinse, repeat...baby steps.
I have been invited today to the home of a dear friend. A dear friend who is off with her love, dancing in eternity. It is an invitation issued in loving kindness and generosity and I'm dragging my feet this morning. I miss her terribly but I smile when I think of her...my thoughts have created her smiling, angelic and gossamer. Today I will be surrounded by so many physical reminders of her...some of which will come home with me. I'm a little afraid of this reality. My thoughts are so much kinder.
I came on here looking for distraction, for somewhere to be where this reality is so far away. Instead I'm here writing about it. Mainly because just when I thought I couldn't do this Herculean task today, my inbox disagreed with me.
The Universe sent this:
I understand, Tara, that you must wonder, sometimes to the point of bewilderment, at what you're truly capable of doing. Yet, therein lies the "problem," because living the life of your dreams is far more about what I'm capable of doing.
Surrender -
The Universe
PS. Tara, all I need from you is a vision, followed by an unending march of little, tiny baby steps in its direction
I came on here looking for distraction, for somewhere to be where this reality is so far away. Instead I'm here writing about it. Mainly because just when I thought I couldn't do this Herculean task today, my inbox disagreed with me.
The Universe sent this:
I understand, Tara, that you must wonder, sometimes to the point of bewilderment, at what you're truly capable of doing. Yet, therein lies the "problem," because living the life of your dreams is far more about what I'm capable of doing.
Surrender -
The Universe
PS. Tara, all I need from you is a vision, followed by an unending march of little, tiny baby steps in its direction
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