2007

hap·py – [hap-ee]

characterized by or indicative of pleasure, contentment, or joy

Right.  So, I'm sure that people measure their "happy" in different ways and I'm sure that no one is perfectly happy, meaning that they have EVERY LITTLE THING THAT THEY COULD EVER WANT IN THEIR LIFE.  It just doesn't seem possible.  But, mostly, we get many of the things we want and most of the things we need and that qualifies us as happy.

I am happy.  I think I'm happy.  I thought I was happy.  I'm confused.

It's only a couple times a year that I am forced to take a good look at my happy.  I have a child and a significant other whom both love me dearly.  I have a steady source of income, a reliable method of transportation, a roof over my head.  I have family that supports me in any way that they can.  Why, then, do I question my happy?  Could it be that I'm just fooling myself?

All of this stems from a visit.  A visit from an old friend who probably knows me better than I know myself.  A plutonic friend, let me make that clear.  Somehow, this friend sees right through this facade as if it weren't even there.  I'm not unhappy, per se, but deep down, in the depths of my heart and soul, I guess I know that he's right.

I know that he also wants to see me happy, like the happy he's seen me before, but he also knows that I'm not in a position of life-changing movements.  I guess it's good to know that he's still there for me, as his parting statement was "Just let me know when you're ready to leave all of this."  Yeah, ouch.  Sigh.  I should get back to work.

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Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

So, my mom spilled the beans and told me that she got us (Lovey, Kiddo and myself) a Wii for Xmas.  Since I've been wanting one since last year, I'm super excited.  Now I'm reaching out to the Vox world for input on which games are must haves.  I'm guessing she got the regular package that comes with a few games. (She's really a trooper.  Stood in line on Black Friday, yikes!)

I like puzzle type games, Kiddo will like snow/skateboarding type things and Lovey will play anything.  It would be nice to have things we can all play together.  I'm open to suggestions!  Thanks!

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Monday of a short week

So I guess that Monday is never bad when it's followed by 'of a short week'.  We're basically rocking a 2 and a half day week (as are most people who are slaves to Corp. America) of today and tomorrow and an early dismissal on Wednesday to begin stomach stretching preparations for the feast in which I make myself a complete pig on Thursday.

For a long time, pretty much since I moved in with Lovey, I've been looking to create some of my OWN space in the house.  Between the combination of my laziness and well, my laziness, it hasn't happened.  Well, not until this weekend.  I managed to create some space for myself in the gym without compromising any of the space the equipment needs to be functional.  I went on a slight bender and bought a couple things and now, my space is complete.

It's behind a door with a lock and the ground rules of "If I'm in here and it's anything short of World War III, you'd better not bother me" have been laid down.  I know that some readers will completely understand this while others will say 'what's the big deal' but for me, I'm super happy.  Although now I have no excuse for not getting more work done, which is actually what I wanted.  So have a great Monday all and have a peek at my new corner.  I know, those walls are awful.

 

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The Lieday Frist – II

Another week has passed us by already and again, I have nothing of substance of which to speak so lists make it all better.

  • There are officially 47 days until I will be trying not to bust my ass snowboarding at Park City.  I am excited, although not as excited as some others in the house.
  • Having a heart catheter isn't as big of a deal as I originally thought it was.  Very quick procedure for which they didn't even administer any good drugs. (Not for me, for my mom)
  • Mom's fine.  Has a strong ticker.  Will probably be around for many more years.
  • I am an evil pop tart.  Chocolate Frosted Vanilla Creme, if you must know.  That is quite apt if you think about the structure of that pop tart as it relates to me.
  • NaNoWHAT?.  Not one word.  Thoughts bouncing around in my head but not one word on paper.    There's always next year.
  • I am finally getting my own "space" in the house.  Took some throwing out of stuff and there will be some rearranging over the weekend, but I will have a (small) space all my own to put a desk and a chair so I can work.
  • I made the biggest, unhealthiest, ooeyest, gooeyest 10 pound pan of macaroni and cheese last night.  I think the folks at work will love it.
  • I am 23 days away from being 34 years old and the nurse at the hospital thought that I wasn't old enough to DRIVE!  HAHAHAHAHAHA, um, I believe the phrase is "Black don't crack."  At least that's what my dad told me.
  • A friend of mine in NY who runs a business wherein he would love to have me come work as we've worked together before wanted to know if I could be like a timeshare.  Spend the summer in NY working and then come back to FL in the winter.  I found this amusing.  Also impossible.  Darn.
  • How much effort do you think it would take to get random people to give me 50 cents or a dollar?  Could I get 3000 people to give me 50 cents?  1500 to give me a dollar?  Just wondering.
  • Why does it cost $600 to fly to Honduras from Miami?  Seriously.  Painful.
  • Hi, my name is MiamiShyner and I'm a procrastinator.  Sorry I'm late for the meeting, but I kept putting off getting ready.
  • Oh, don't hate on my "boots walk".  Today, I just feel like I look good and therefore I will do the walk.  Strut.  Confidence.  HA!  That's hot.
  • Is it too early to start thinking about New Year's Resolutions that I'm not going to keep?
  • I do not have a penis (attached to me) so I wish I would stop receiving emails offering to enhance my non-existing penis.
  • Man, I'm just rambling.
  • Considering my lack of ability to focus, I sometimes wonder if I have adult ADD. 
  • SHUT UP AND STUDY!

Okay, that's just about enough out of you, young lady.  Go to your room!  And have an ass-kicking weekend all!

HEP!

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