Saturday, May 28, 2011

pot? are you calling this kettle black?

mechanical issue caused a missed flight. i sit down at the local airport watering hole and order a sandwich.

can I get the onions grilled?

sure, no problem says richard the happy bar keep.

out of the depths of the kitchen rises my lovely sandwich . . . except the onions are raw. I politely call my darling richard over and ask if he would mind asking the kitchen to grill those bad boys.

of course! my apologies he states.

meanwhile I am on the phone chatting away when farm implement seller man sitting next to me says to richard, . . . and women wonder why men drink.

richard says excuse me to implement man and he proceeds to repeat it. louder. with a strong head nod to the left. which just happens to be my seat.

so answer me this . . . why does me asking for what i ordered and was told i could have make me the bad guy . . . high maintenance . . . bitchy woman? if I want something and it's bit right when it arrives and i get it fixed i think that's a good thing. no, that's a great thing! high maintenance my pearly whites! this chica takes care if herself.

and don't you forget it farm implement man!

Friday, May 27, 2011

just wondering

the world is definitely designed for more than one. sitting on the pier, walking the boardwalk, dining at 8 . . . twos, threes, families, friends, couples. seldom a single. is there a place they gather? is there a code to crack to be in the know? i am just curious.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

after all these years it seems to be surfacing . . . and i am surprised

somewhere along the way i forgot.  or i got side tracked.  or maybe i became lazy.  i am really not sure.  all i know is being the best has been replaced by doing enough. 

when i was a girl i lived at the dance studio.  i danced 6 days a week.  several hours every day.  i was hopelessly devoted to life as a dancer.  mother nature had other plans for my physique and i didn't have the right look.  and when i finally accepted that truth i never successfully transferred that passion and drive to anything else.

i think i shall find it again.  i can feel it bubbling up - and this is a good thing.