There are a million little things in this big ol world that make me happy...The last few moments spent waiting to get on the plane to go on a long trip. Music. A great poem discovered, writing one myself(well maybe not great but good to say the least). Orange juice. Bananas. Strawberries. Football! Finishing the last page of a book you've loved...bittersweet. Developing the photos from a trip. A great cup of coffee. A really fun day a work. A long hike. The view from the top of a mountain. Saving all the money you needed to go on your big trip. Bagels with cream cheese. Lying in the sun thinking of all the wonderful things and people you have in your life. Knowing you are not alone, even when you are. Incense. A song that steals your breath and touches your soul. A kiss that does the same. Plants. trees. daisies. Dogs. cats. song birds. Animals. Truly good hearted people. Friends. LOVE. Falling in love. Knowing you have loved. Friends who love you. Knowing there is a reason for everything. The morning sky and the smell of dew. The evening sky and the smell of the ocean. The way my feet feel in the sand. The wind on my face. A really great joke. A terrific glass of wine. A strong, cold beer. A day spent with all your friends. A day spent with your best friend. A day spent with no one but yourself. Hammocks. Waves. Exercise. Picnics. Dancing. The Sun. A rainy day watching movies with someone you love. Snuggling. A great movie. Chocolate. Something that really makes you think.
Watching the sunrise. A long drive. Sunsets over the water. Seeing new places. Really feeling. Crying. Smiling. Laughing. Popcorn. A bottle of Coke. A long walk to clear my head. Margaritas. Making someone laugh. Just being here.
Monday, July 17, 2006
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
America's birthday...
Well, I felt compelled to sit down and let you all know what disaster awaited me and my roomate on the 4th.
The day started out perfectly normal. I worked in the morning and had plans to head to New Braunfels for the afternoon.
After work I headed home to meet my roomate and we loaded up in my car. Off we went, first stopping for gas and a few groceries to tide us over for the evening. Then on down the road. ( Let me also say that I was either getting sick or having the worst allergy attack of my life. So my roomie was driving and I was feeling overwhelmingly exhausted) About the time that we reached exit 201, yes exit 201 which I am now very familiar with, we heard some noise. Of course we both assumed that it was simply a blowout and figured we would just need to change the tire, no problem right? After we were stopped we of course realized the tires were fine, so what could it be? "Pop the hood" I say. In about 30 seconds I realize we have blown a belt...damn. Stranded we are, yes.
Phone calls are then made and soon my dad is on his way to save the day. Mind you, by the time that my dad arrives the roomie and I have been there for almost 2 hours.
We attempt to change the belt but no sooner than we had begun it starts to pour. And I mean pour... thunder, lightning, not the perfect car repair weather. The daylight is also fading.
Now the last thing that i really want to do is leave my car parked where it is currently. So knowing, full well, that my dad cannot fix it in this rain I have to figure out what to do. I finally realize that I have roadside assistance on my car. So I begin the process of trying to get a tow. Finally, a tow trick is on its way. So I tell my dad he can head home.
Well, My roomie and I hang out waiting for this truck. And about 2 hours later it arrives. Exhausted we pile into the truck. Now remember that it was around 4:30pm when we pulled our car onto exit 201. And at exactly 11:15pm we arrived at my dad's house. Over six hours later.
And as I crawled into bed I realized "Shoot, i missed the fireworks." :)
The day started out perfectly normal. I worked in the morning and had plans to head to New Braunfels for the afternoon.
After work I headed home to meet my roomate and we loaded up in my car. Off we went, first stopping for gas and a few groceries to tide us over for the evening. Then on down the road. ( Let me also say that I was either getting sick or having the worst allergy attack of my life. So my roomie was driving and I was feeling overwhelmingly exhausted) About the time that we reached exit 201, yes exit 201 which I am now very familiar with, we heard some noise. Of course we both assumed that it was simply a blowout and figured we would just need to change the tire, no problem right? After we were stopped we of course realized the tires were fine, so what could it be? "Pop the hood" I say. In about 30 seconds I realize we have blown a belt...damn. Stranded we are, yes.
Phone calls are then made and soon my dad is on his way to save the day. Mind you, by the time that my dad arrives the roomie and I have been there for almost 2 hours.
We attempt to change the belt but no sooner than we had begun it starts to pour. And I mean pour... thunder, lightning, not the perfect car repair weather. The daylight is also fading.
Now the last thing that i really want to do is leave my car parked where it is currently. So knowing, full well, that my dad cannot fix it in this rain I have to figure out what to do. I finally realize that I have roadside assistance on my car. So I begin the process of trying to get a tow. Finally, a tow trick is on its way. So I tell my dad he can head home.
Well, My roomie and I hang out waiting for this truck. And about 2 hours later it arrives. Exhausted we pile into the truck. Now remember that it was around 4:30pm when we pulled our car onto exit 201. And at exactly 11:15pm we arrived at my dad's house. Over six hours later.
And as I crawled into bed I realized "Shoot, i missed the fireworks." :)
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