Saturday - What's A Girl To Do?

Life can be so boring sometimes. My mom use to call me a "dreamer" when I was younger. I always planned for things that would never come. I'm not very spontaneous you know.

Life is good though. I really can't complain much. My guy friend who recently got himself a girlfriend is still not talking to me. It's weird. I don't extend myself out there because of it. It's shallow, but I look at it as the phone works both ways. He has made no attempt to get a hold of me either.

My boyfriend has a house and his sister has pretty much taken over it. It really gets on my nerves that she lives there and does not have to pay any bills. She has been living there over a year.

I guess I am mainly rambling today. It's 98* outside so it's too hot to go anywhere. Besides, there is a ton of laundry that is begging to be washed. I guess I could give in to some chores today. Not my favorite thing to do unless I am mad, distraught, or restless. My job takes most of my energy.

Now look at me. I said that I can't complain much and I have gone and done just that. Human nature, I guess.

I'm Back

Got back from our Disney cruise to the Bahamas and had to turn around and get ready for our HUGE food show. We had over 100 vendors and tons of food. I am now extremely sick. I can't decide if it's from the vacation or what. I am probably overworked and tired.

The cruise was awesome. The boat was huge. I was on the 10th deck before we were leaving and I was looking out at the polluted ocean in Port Canaveral. I looked up and saw something flying toward me. It kept coming and wasn't stopping. I literally had to duck before a PELICAN hit me in the head. It was my first time seeing one. My kid was laughing at me and wanted to know why we had dinosaur birds on the planet. I started laughing and explained that it was a pelican.

We both saw the ocean for the first time. It's amazing to see how different the water looks when you get away from the port. In the Bahamas, the water was beautiful. I could see my toes. We went swimming and tasted the salt water on our lips. Gross.

Anyway, the trip was fun and relaxing and I will go on another in a couple of years. I would like to take an Alaskan cruise or Mediterranean cruise next. We shall see.

One more thing I would like to talk about. I have a friend who has a blog called 4th Avenue Blues. Andrew is a talented writer who lets us get a glimpse of what goes on in his life. He is thinking about closing the blog. If any of you get a chance to check out the blog and read a couple of posts, you will see what I see. Drop a line of support to him and encourage him to keep writing.

Stay cool out there people. It's going to be a scorcher this weekend.

One Is A Lonely Number

After reading a post from 4th Avenue Blues tonight, it made me think about people and how some may be alone. When I say alone, I mean that they have no one from the opposite sex to be with. They lack a companion. I find myself in that same situation sometimes even though I have a boyfriend. I feel like I am truly alone. And that's okay. The need for companionship is in us all. You would have to be the red dirt up on Mars if that weren't true. We all want to feel loved, we all want the attention that one gets from someone who is in synch with them. Sometimes, we have to wait for it. I had to wait five whole years before I would find someone. And it happened just like they say: you stop looking and then all of a sudden, there are potential men everywhere. I think I had four guys who wanted to date me at once. It was weird because I wasn't used to getting all of that attention. And it was great attention. However, after awhile, I got overwhelmed with it. I had been alone so long that I was very independent. I think that is what may be happening now. I feel like I am being suffocated a little and I need room to breathe. Is that bad?

Sunday Mornings

Sunday mornings are not what they use to be. Growing up in a small town, about one mile from town actually, it was so different. Back then, I didn't have to worry about work, responsibilities, the everyday go, go, go. I remember every Sunday waking up and helping my mom cook breakfast. It was always the same breakfast every Sunday: Pillsbury Grands Biscuits, bacon, sausage, and scrambled eggs. I would be in charge of getting the biscuits and setting the table. In my family we would sit on the floor around a black lacquered table. This is usually how Koreans eat. It was funny when we brought friends home and they would comment on the things that we did that weren't "American". For example, you take your shoes off before coming into the house and we always sat on the floor to eat, play cards, etc.

Anyway, back to my Sunday. This is the first Sunday I have not had to work an 8-15 hour day. I am going to pick up my mail from my home store and read what's going on in our division. Then I am going to clean my apartment. It totally needs it. There won't be any breakfast to cook, because now I skip breakfast entirely, unless I am at my parents' house for the weekend.

As I write this, I wonder about what my kid will remember when he is my age. It will be funny later in life to hear it. Sundays are truly the best day. People can relax before starting the mundane 9 to 5. I guess I got lucky this week. Hooray.

Cruisin' and Limits

I leave Wednesday for my cruise. It is a well deserved vacation. My kid and I are going to have so much fun!! We both deserve it.

I was wondering about people and their limits. Do people really know what their limits are in life? When it comes to abuse of substance or action, do people really know their limitations? I was wondering about it tonight after reading a post on a blog called 4th Avenue Blues. My friend Andrew has a friend who seems to not have limits. He has limits to the extent that he would hide alcohol from his mother, but has exceeded the "normal" limit by hiding a fifth in the bushes to satisfy his cravings. It just makes me wonder. I have limits for about everything, what I will and will not tolerate. I guess it just depends on who you are and the circumstances.

Anyway, like I said, I can't wait for this cruise. I wish I could take several people with me. It is too pricey and I wouldn't want them to go unless I could pay their way. It's that generous side that keeps getting the best of me.