Dang, I meant to blog more when I started this.
However, with Thanksgiving upon us, I wanted to blog a little (AKA a lot).
Anyone that knows me well, they know I like to 'take the floor' so to speak. In other words, if I like you and talk to you, I kind of feel bad for you at times because I do know some of my faults. One of which being a non-stop talker. The weird thing for most people is once a conversation starts, it leads to another and so on. About 5 hours later it will end with 'okay, talk to you soon!'.
I walk away knowing that person really does not want to talk to me soon because they talked to me for more time in one sitting than some people do in a year to each other. It's not that they dislike me, it's that they are overwhelmed by me. I know this to be true. I can take a simple conversation about the weather and next thing you know it turns in to quantum physics or ninja's verses pirates and who would win if there was a battle. (But hey, that comes with the package -aka- crazy talk and all).
I've recently found so many old friends on Facebook! It's pretty awesome. I'm not going to say I'm 'obsessed' with Farmville or Mafia Wars on Facebook but some people in my home may disagree. Of course those (or that) person is the one that just spent $35 for an OVERNIGHT delivery of a bulb that cost just under $90 for the 57 inch HD 1080P television he just HAD to have...for video games. (It was an investment for the family you know!) I'm not going to lie, I do enjoy playing Rock Band, which is dang near an obsession with our family but a family that plays together, stays together. I could go into how we have the entire set up, RB1, RB2, The Beatles and now Lego Rock Band. We also have a 'throne' for the drum kit, several sets of sticks, so many guitars we have a guitar stand and I have a mic stand with a drink holder. We do have the stage kit..fog, lights, strobe...all in sync with the songs you are playing...but we are not obsessed. :)
Since it's been a while since I have blogged most all of you know about my accident in July. I did become and still am to an extent obsessed with the fact that I could have died and was lucky enough to stumble away from a head on collision where I was going 40-45 and the guy that hit me was probably going about 40. I had some pretty nasty injuries including a separated AC joint and herniated diaphragm, etc but I lived thanks to being knocked crazy by an airbag and saved by my seat belt. (By crazy, I mean I was non-stop crazy talking and was mad I couldn't remember my birthday or anything else). The EMT's were talking to me and once I was in the ambulance they were saying Jennifer and that's when I said, "Hey, my name's not Jennifer!". They were all...'ummm, that's what you said'. It was at that time a cop came up after finding my purse and he had my ID so they knew my name. It was crazy I tell you!
I have a bad habit of saying, "I'm just saying..." It's bad when a co-worker says she's going to have that put on a t-shirt and on the back put 'It's a Bama thing'. The bad part is that she's Canadian. Weird, eh? (Note the use of my 'eh' as Canadians like that as much as hockey and maple syrup)
Of course, there are the other obsessions. Like the ones based on insecurities but I'll save that for another day. I'm not a poker player but I can put on a poker face all the while I'm holding my cards close to me...(i.e. cards being things you never wanted anyone to know about you including...well, I'll keep it at that for now).
I'm just saying...
I'm really proud of who I am and how I've developed myself over the past years.
I'm happy to say that I've worked hard to be where I'm at, even if it's on a path I never thought I'd be on.
I never was one of those obsessed females that had a goal of getting married and having kids. I never had the 'white picket' fence goal. I know I never wanted to be the stay at home mom. I never even wanted or considered having kids. When I thought about my future it was a military and then solitary non-committed life.
I think it's fantastic to those who can and do it but I also know it's not for everyone.
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you...
I'm thankful that I live where I do.
I'm thankful to have healthy, well rounded, not influenced by anyone or anything, independent children.
I'm thankful for the suffering in my life. With out it, how would I appreciate what I have?
I'm thankful that I work hard to be on the road to victory and nirvana. I know I have dealt with suffering and there will be more to come but how can you live a life of failure and blaming others for faults?
As much as I think about divorce due to religious issues (i.e. my husband thinking he's God)...I'm thankful that he's there to do all of the stuff I don't have to do. (Like order bulbs for the TV, reach the things I can't, be a good father, change the oil...etc)
Not that I can't do it but...I'm just saying...
To be angry is to let others' mistakes punish yourself.
To forgive others is to be good to yourself.
-Master ChengYen
