Update: Watches gone Wonkey!

PS: After I wrote "Little Ray of Sunbeam", my wristwatch apparently got jealous that I didn't take notice of his time as I did my Sunbeam on the wall...so he went all wonkey, yes, much like Harold's wristwatch in Stranger Than Fiction... apparently my wristwatch has a role model there.... Anyhow, my wristwatch, who's face is a brilliant array of sunny colors, went and slowed down by a few minutes! The bratchild! So it made me late to work! 

And now that it's daylight savings time kicking in, everything is kinda wonkey, except my Sunbeam somehow made it through the Spring Jump just fine.... As for the bratchild, he has finally realized (once I threatened to get out the other Lorus with a more sedate outlook on life...in purple tones) that his co-operation is paramount to retaining his position on my wrist!

Tanks!

For all ya'll out there having a boring/bad/laborious Monday morning! :-D Smile!!

So my boss and I were IM'ing back and forth and he says "okay, t hanks" then corrects it to "thanks". I thought nothing of it, then five minutes later I get another IM "You thought I said T. Hanks, huh? like Tom Hanks?.." and then says "I have plenty of typos" So I just laughed and said I looked forward to the random words to which he replies that he actually only types "tanks" to some of the guys who've been here a long time. So I laugh and tell him "Then I'd wonder when you were gonna come busting through the wall in some little commando tank! " just playing on the words, so he writes back, "lol That's easy to imagine, huh?... I guess I need to be nicer around here... =)"... "That's a good mental image... I need a mini tank"

Of course I was all for a mini tank, c'mon how cool, right?! Then five minutes later, I get a link from him to this:




"Yeah, I'd be unstopable... except that I'd be shooting paintballs..." But I quickly comforted: "Hmm...well, you'd really wreak havoc on the employees clothing! or cars... :- D" "That's how I'd keep employees from parking on the north side"

I like my bosses, they're pretty much hilarious. I've decided I am going to find some mini tank toy or something and get it for him! Anyhow, hope ya'll enjoy, I got some good laughs out of it! :-D

Little Ray of Sunbeam

The clock on my wall is pretty much my closest friend here in my house lately. He's the only one who has stuck around for some time. He knows, I really do rely on him to keep me on track.

He's pretty diligent in his duties as a friend and guardian (self-appointed you understand) and keeps me ahead of the times running a little faster than all the rest. As I sit and write with Trista in the evenings, he patiently ticks away, not at all perturbed that I'm not paying as much attention to the time he's trying to show me, but he is rather persistent! As he watches me every evening when I get home from work, I'm sure he's smiling at the oddness of me laughing hysterically as I type at my computer, but if he does, he keeps his laughter to himself, never judging me--at least not that I'm aware of! He even tries to get me to go to bed at a decent hour sometimes, the sounds of "tick tock, tick tock" growing louder as the silence of the night settles in. He even tries to rush me off to work every morning warning, "Rebecca, it's 7:45am! Time to start the car!" When really I have a few minutes to spare :-)

Yes, my clock on my living room wall has been a faithful friend, breaking the silence and providing a constant reminder, waving his hands around at me, letting me know time is passing, the world is changing, and I am a part of it. Are you?

You define your own happiness

Stuck in my head at the moment is Daniel Powter's Bad Day.... I know I often start singing a song I haven't heard in a long time when deep down it's what I feel like, but other times it has to do with something someone asks me. Why do people sometimes ask if you've had a bad sad day when you're pretty sure ya didn't do anything to make it look like it was bad, and in fact it wasn't bad? I don't know the answer to that, but I do know for myself, that when people put ideas out there about me, I start thinking, "Do I? Am I?" and I shouldn't be asking.... I haven't had a bad day since the first weekend of this new year, 2010.

My life is pretty much on a track that I'm loving, though I will admit this: I am struggling with one-two thoughts.... At the moment, I don't really care for the thought of getting married and the parentals really seem to be pushing at that thought lately...and then I really don't want to get old and be alone, but still, if the husband died first, which men don't statistically live as long as women, I'd be alone anyhow, so really, perhaps nothing to lose there.

I just can't decide if this conflicts with ideas I've held...I'm completely changed many thoughts, opinions, even some personality, character, temperament changes, and I'm loving it completely. But I almost feel guilty about it. Why? Yeah, well, I guess that has to do with the parentals and wondering what they'll think of my life choice... and... how these all effect my faith...my religion. I'm loving me, but I want to know, will it help me to love God more? 

I struggle with that last thought...but perhaps that's just the devil playing with me since I'm so happy now and not particularly focused on me, I have time to focus on things outside of myself now. For the past three years I've felt aimless, I have been aimless, no direction, no desire for anything in life. Now it's like I've been completely reborn. I've been given a new life with all the options and upgrades I've ever wanted and I thank God for it.

I am happy every day now

SNOW!

Okay, so I got a little crazy with the snow Friday night... :-D

The best month, but longest month of my life...

Sometimes...I feel a little fragile.

All week I've just wanted to sit down and cry...I didn't have time...so instead I listened to music most of the time or did things to distract myself. Why? I'm not sure...but I have a theory! though it's not bunnies! lol. I'm pretty sure I'm just mostly stressed out about everything on my mind. 

I need a break, I need to go on a weekend vacation. Relax.