December 5, 2010
I’m about to be 40. Yep. Me.
It’s not so bad. No one really believes it, so I guess I can’t complain too much. Thirty was actually much more difficult to face. I fell into the same trap many do. You have this list of things you want to accomplish before you’re 30, consciously or unconsciously. Well I had the husband. I had the house shortly thereafter. I am now free of both. Instead of kiddies, I have kitties (a cosmic joke turned me into a cat lady…or cat woman as I prefer to be called). No one considers calling the humane society if I leave them alone, so, another WIN for me.
What I’ve learned so far is that we play the cards we are dealt. Some people have crappier hands than others. It doesn’t matter who the dealer was. It only matters what you do with the hand. You always have choices. You can play it out and lose. You can play and bluff your way to a win. You can fold and save your money to play another hand. You can fold and go play at another table. It’s your hand. Play it however you see fit, but play it. Don’t blame others for your bad cards. Don’t scream and cry and demand a re-deal. Don’t try to get the other players to turn against the dealer. Don’t go to a higher power and try to get the players and dealers shuffled to your advantage. Just play, learn, and play better next time.
Of course that’s not all I’ve learned, but that’s all I have time for now. Time for bed. Even if Spider-Man is on.
Oh…and it’s still Rumspringa!
September 30, 2010
The daughter of one of my besties started up a blog. Her first post is about a movie named Timer. For the full discussion please visit Ms. Ashlianne’s blog. Here are my thoughts (with a few revisions) on the movie with the tagline, “If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?”
Truly a mind-blowing concept! I must see this movie.
Would I get a timer? I don’t think so. I don’t think I would ever trust it.
Would it show negative time? That is, would it tell you if you had already met your soul-mate, but he/she is long since gone from your life?
Does the timer take into consideration that everyone has a different idea of what a soul-mate is? What if you believe your soul-mate should be the lover you spend the rest of your life with but it turns out to be “just” a life-long best friend? Would you have passed on some really great relationships due to the misunderstanding?
What about beliefs about past lives? What if you weren’t meant to meet your soul-mate in this lifetime? Would you feel you were robbed if it never showed a time? Would you be questioning whether or not it was faulty your whole life, and whether you had missed him/her? Or what if you were meant to meet your soul-mate, but weren’t meant to spend the rest of your lives together? Meant To Be isn’t necessarily Meant To Be Forever. Would the timer count down to zero when you met this person but go blank again when they passed from your life, or would you be looking at those zeros for the rest of your life?
So many questions! Thanks for the discussion!
July 26, 2010
I had a great day today, thanks to you running around in my head telling me I could do anything good.
February 23, 2010
Posted by Christa under Life
| Tags: Life
, Missing Time
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I took a nap today. I never do this. While I needed the sleep, the nap wasn’t intentional, so I just feel like have missing time.
February 21, 2010
Posted by Christa under Life
| Tags: Bite
, Blonde D
, Las Vegas
, Make It Monday
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E, I can’t thank you enough for babysitting me in the ER yesterday. Your friendship is truly one of my greatest treasures. Only you could keep me laughing during a 4 hour wait to pay a $100 copay and get a big ass shot.
I’ll miss you tomorrow for Make It Monday, but I understand. Vegas calls. Have fun, girl. If you go to Bite, I’ll be so jealous. Blonde D and I will be enjoying her “pretend calzones” tomorrow.
February 19, 2010
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What’s going on with me? Busy. Busy. Busy. I am rarely home anymore, and haven’t had much time to blog. I find myself enjoying a rare day on my couch. Enjoying everything except that the reason I’m on the couch is that I am sick. Just a little cold, but I’m taking the rest while I can.
Happy Olympics, everyone!