Monthly Archives: November 2008

Or you could call it “MI” (mild insanity)

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One day a month, I normally experience that lovely thing caused by all of my hormones colliding, causing my sensibilities (and I DO have some) to explode and then dissipate into oblivion.    This is the thing we like to call PMS, or I am going to start referring to as “MI”.

Send me off to a hot bath with a cup of hot coffee and a chocolate (or six) and I’m good to go.    I’ll even volunteer to hang a warning sign: “You may want to consider just.. you know..letting me soak until my mood changes.    Yes, I know I’m a tad witchy today with no sense of humour.   Sorry.  It will all be fine tomorrow.  Promise.   Love you!”    I’ll even decorate it with little hearts and happy faces.

Of course, half of the battle is realising that your hormones have, indeed, collided.

In an effort to avoid the crying due to complete lack of sense of humour, I researched possible methods to avoid PMS altogether. They include drinking less caffeine (no), exercising 3x or more a week (ok), not smoking (not a problem) and avoiding chocolate (really not a big deal for me).

If these things might help me avoid being a wreck for that one day a month, it could be worth the effort.

I so like being a girl.  :D

Happy Birthday

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Happy Birthday

to my lovely boyfriend, whom I plan to spoil a little bit from remote today.   This man keeps enabling me to look on the bright side of life and be the best person I can be.   You bring joy to my life.   Everyday.    Thanks for being exactly who you are.

He said…

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Half way through a conversation, he explained that someone was “nagging me like a girl.” A couple of sentences later…

Me: “Wait a minute… ”

LOL

Hope is for Sissies

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Ever since I decided to wire cable TV into my daughter’s room, I’ve been able to watch “grown up” tv, like House, MD.     House is a big smart arse, IMO, to the extreme… almost annoyingly so.    

But I watch it anyway.

During tonight’s episode, House told his patient, “Hope is for sissies”.     Very profound, I personally think.

I used to hope for things I never thought would happen.   It doesn’t take much effort to hope, but it does to take calculated risks, or even to decide to get up and do something that seems a little scarey, 

The fact is that once a person becomes determined to do that thing (or those things) which has previously seemed like a pipe dream, a feeling of profound accomplishment and inner strength arise.   Impossibilities open up into possibilities, and really, the world opens up at your feet.

Hope *is* for sissies.

Flying In

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Every now and then, my mind wanders back to that moment when I was sitting on the plane, looking out the window, realising that I’m about to land in England to meet my boyfriend at the airport.

The thoughts flying through my head:

  • Wow, I’m finally here.  7 hours wasn’t that long.
  • Look, the sun is coming up (it went down at lightning speed to me, and back up again)
  • Hmmm…  look at the traffic… it’s really backwards (to me)
  • Look at the old buildings..
  • (Big smile)  OMG…  Ian is waiting for me at the airport!  (stares at Heathrow airport… thinks “OMG… again”).
  • Hmmm… how long will it take to get through border control?
  • Ummmm…   *will* I get through border control?
  • Are the questions over yet?
  • Yay!  I’m in!     Now, where do I go?
  • There’s my luggage (grabs it)
  • Wonders what I would have to declare in customs already.   Goes the “no customs to declare” way.
  • I’ll just peek through doorway into the arrivals lounge.   Notices handsome man in spiderpig t-shirt looking around.
  • (jumping up and down inside… and ever since, really)

This is what happy is.   :)    I recorded every second of my visit to England in my head.. meeting Ian, meeting Gem and Fletch, meeting family, adjusting to different ways of saying things, walks through the park and the market..  but mostly just relaxing and feeling at home.

I’ll be back.   :)