Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Checking in

Sorry, no specific topic or anything of any particular interest. Just me with the normal nothing.

I'm sitting here at the computer listening to Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass. I made a playlist of it. I was showing Di yesterday how I have Playlist's of things that I create and listen to while I'm on the computer. Obviously, you can find any music you want. I got the idea of going back in time from Deb's Dean Martin song. Nothing takes me back like the Tijuana Brass. I can FULLY picture the house on Christopher...the stereo going...Mom and Dad dancing to this music. Isn't it weird the way music and smells take you back to a particular place and time? To this day the smell of Doublemint gum reminds me of David's friend Sam. I don't even remember his last name....if someone does, let me know.

Today I'm going to Mom's for a bit and then my hair at 4:00 and then dinner with the kids. The highlight of my week. I'm real perky cause all three are going tonight. I'm hoping it's one of those pleasant nights of sharing, laughing and talking. Occasionally it's a night of fighting and getting on each other's nerves and I spend the night trying to help everyone get along.

This Friday is my official three month marker for being off of work. (actually three months was two weeks ago but the severance started on March 6th.) I cannot begin to tell you how bizarre this experience has been for me. Of course, as expected, my mood and outlook change and flucuate. Sometimes I feel like a loser. Sometimes I feel sad and miss it. But more often than not lately, I am REALLY enjoying it. Every week, every day for that matter seems to bring something to do. Some things are really enjoyable and fun..some are fulfilling and meaningful. What amazes me is how God continues to confirm that this is all a part of His plan. Or at least He's making the most of it.

I imagine at some point in time I'll start to think about going back to work. Not just yet. I still haven't run out of the unemployment and the severance continues for a full year so.....for now, I just see what the Lord has for me every day and pray about it. It it the WEIRDEST thing to just hang out and pick and choose what I'm up to all of the time. If I didn't admit it was REALLY fun, I'd be lying. Of course the fact that we're not broke is part of it I imagine. But that will run out, and I'm aware of the fact that a plan will need to be made and put into action. But not just yet.....

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  1. It's sooo funny you would mention the Tijuana Brass..I was just thinking about that yesterday too...I can see dad too. He taught me to dance with him with that music. One of my rare GOOD dad memories...and the music brings me right back your right...I am surprised it is already 3 months..times does go fast...and you've discovered what I said, I never have a problem filling my day...I am glad you are enjoying your time off.....Have fun with your kids tonight...

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  2. I too am taken back into a different place and time. Here are just a couple, the song "Don't Go Chaning" reminds me of Jeff's friend Chad's wedding on the Queen Mary dancing with David. And the smell of straw reminds me of the little round purse with flowers on it reminds me of standing out front at Christopher for the first day of kindergarten, and Mary Morton looking on

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  3. correction "don't go changing"

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  4. So many songs can instantly do that to me. "Proud Mary" is Deb and I dancing in front of the mirror in our dimly lit bedroom so we could see how we would look later that night at the dance. I can see our micro mini skirts, ratted hair and pursed lips with white lipstick. We really did look pretty darn good.

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  5. haha Oh my gosh...yeah remember that?? I can still "see" ourselves in the mirror....so dead serious...swirling and gyrating around to the music...and yes, we did look pretty darn good... what would you give for just one pic of us on one of those MANY MANY nights?? A lot for sure....Oh and Donna, I remember that purse!! Oh Di, I just thought of another one...hahaha I can barely stop laughing to even say it.....The scene?? Laying depressed on the bed in a heap...the song?? Memories by Elvis Presley....hahaha

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  6. Deb, with the most recent letter in hand to be re-read a zillion times to maintain the feel of utter desperation.... MLOL And, I would give almost anything for a picture of us on one of those nights!

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  7. Di, or there was always the famous remark...."There's no one..." hahaha

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  8. Deb, remember tho' sometimes it was true! LOL

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  9. Oh that was the problem...it was VERY TRUE.....hahaha A very familiar pack of despo's....and us right in it....haha

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