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!

♥Christa

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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.

Confession Wednesday has moved to Make It Monday. E-Fabulous and I (we’re neighbors across the parking lot) have decided we’re making dinner together once a week. We’ve kept it up for a solid 5 weeks now. Mom, you’ll be happy to know I insist on having a vegetable once a week whether I need them or not.

Tonight we were going to make souvlaki but we couldn’t find lamb. We got some take and bake chicken from Fresh & Easy instead. The potatoes wouldn’t bake though so we ended up taking them out of the oven, cutting them up, and frying them. And then the chicken took twice as long to bake as it should have. I suspect my oven isn’t what it should be.

Wow, has it really been since Halloween? I just don’t have time to do anything anymore. But today is not about complaints, it’s about being thankful. This year, I’m thankful to be employed. Not just employed, but employed by a fantastic company. I’m thankful for the new friends I’ve made, my teammates. I’m having a lot of fun with them. I’m feeling alive again.

Don’t get me wrong. Life after divorce has been great, but there were certain areas that I shut off. I’d joke about being dead inside, but it was sorta true. I don’t want to live like that anymore. Thanks for reminding me I’m awesome, and that I deserve to live life.

As always, I’m thankful for family. I’m alone here in AZ, yet I know you’re all there for me. I love your emails, your texts, your participation in the family website, and that you ask Mom about me. I love you.

I’ve been thinking about it for a long time I suppose. He knows I’ve thought about it on and off since the beginning. Lately I’ve been really unhappy in the relationship though. It’s not anything that he did or didn’t do; it had just lost something. Or maybe I’ve started needing something that our relationship just never had. I think that’s more likely, considering how we got together. Whatever it is, I’m following my gut on this. I wouldn’t have said anything for a while, wanting to be sure, but when it came up on Friday I found myself saying that I wanted to end the relationship. So Old Man Bobby and I have parted as dear friends, family even, in hopes that we can each find happiness. On to new beginnings for us both.

Things are not right. I’m in the doldrums. There is no wind in my sails. Old Man Bobby and I had been talking about moving in together. Tonight I told him I just can’t do it. Whether it’s fear of commitment, hormones, or what…I just can’t. It makes me sad. It makes me wonder.

And to top it all off the word that Rajko was certain he invented already exists. Sorry, Rajko, I was rooting for you.

Old Man Bobby’s aunt passed away Friday after a bout with pancreatic cancer. We had been waiting for it. It was expected. It’s still always a sad thing, losing a loved one. My heart goes out to Old Man Bobby’s family. Say a prayer for them, send them love, think positive thoughts, whatever it is you do.

In the midst of all this, a dear friend of their family, Kris, is fighting her third bout with cancer, which started as breast cancer. Think lots and lots of positive thoughts for her please.