I have been afflicted with wanderlust ever since I was a wee child. I had an old beau who used to tell everyone that I'd go for a ride across the street. Now that I'm older, I have more refined tastes. My new criteria is that I'll go anywhere as long as I've never been there before.
Oh I understand the people who go back to the same vacation home every year and see the same "summer people," but honestly I couldn't do it. There is something wonderful about visiting a new place. I love the sounds, colors, smells and the people. It's even better if it's a different country or language. I don't mind sounding or feeling like a dope as I try to communicate as I've had no trouble depending on the kindness of strangers.
My ultimate dream, of course, is to travel the stars. For years I've wanted the USS Enterprise to come and take me to boldly go where no one has been before.
Maybe it's a genetic thing or an aspect of my insatiable curiosity or, could it just be spring fever?
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
Spring Is In The Air
Whenever I am tempted to whine or complain about my lot in life, I hear my mother in my head telling me to count my blessings! Although at times I am tempted to say, "Count This," I know she is right.
Spring is truly a time for renewal. Whether you celebrate Easter or Passover, it is good to take stock after a long, hard winter and just enjoy G-d's glorious earth. Today the sky is blue, the sun feels warm on my face and there is a little nip in the cool breeze that brings the smell of the fecund ground awakening. This morning I heard the bird my father called Pedro singing his name to the others of his kind heralding a new dawn and his return to warmer climes.
New shoots are poking through the softening turf promising color and fragrance. In Vermont, the sap is running and the deer are abundant. There are so many wondrous sights, smells and sounds, that it is impossible not to be affected by their presence. Go outside and breathe it all in and then come back an leave me a comment.
Spring is truly a time for renewal. Whether you celebrate Easter or Passover, it is good to take stock after a long, hard winter and just enjoy G-d's glorious earth. Today the sky is blue, the sun feels warm on my face and there is a little nip in the cool breeze that brings the smell of the fecund ground awakening. This morning I heard the bird my father called Pedro singing his name to the others of his kind heralding a new dawn and his return to warmer climes.
New shoots are poking through the softening turf promising color and fragrance. In Vermont, the sap is running and the deer are abundant. There are so many wondrous sights, smells and sounds, that it is impossible not to be affected by their presence. Go outside and breathe it all in and then come back an leave me a comment.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
New Friends
When my children were young, I always encouraged them to make new friends. No, there was nothing wrong with the old ones, it's just that new friends enrich your life and keep you from falling into a tired routine.
I'm so glad to say that I now have a new group of friends! I've never met them in person and they come from all over the globe and with a vast variety of life experience, but we share the common interest of writing.
What is so spectacular is how welcoming, friendly and helpful they are. They read my stuff, leave positive comments and are oh so patient with how technically inept I am.
So today's blog is a big thank you to Michy, Jean, Lindsey, all the folks at Accentuateservices.com Writer's Forum and Associatedcontent.com
You see, Mother does know best!
I'm so glad to say that I now have a new group of friends! I've never met them in person and they come from all over the globe and with a vast variety of life experience, but we share the common interest of writing.
What is so spectacular is how welcoming, friendly and helpful they are. They read my stuff, leave positive comments and are oh so patient with how technically inept I am.
So today's blog is a big thank you to Michy, Jean, Lindsey, all the folks at Accentuateservices.com Writer's Forum and Associatedcontent.com
You see, Mother does know best!
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
How Green I Am
Hello fellow bloggers! There are two kinds of people in the world; the cautious and the reckless. Can you guess that I am the reckless type? No? Well, let me clue you in.
A few months ago, I became a statistic. Nothing random or tragic happened; it's just that my last child went off to college leaving me with an "empty nest." Now there were lots of things I could have done, like turn into an alcoholic, dyed my hair blue, taken a lover, etc. but those choices didn't interest me. So what did I do?
That's right - I started writing on the Internet. And now I write for Helium, AC and my very own blog. The thing is, I have no idea what I'm doing. And instead of lurking around, I decided to just jump in and learn on the job. How is it going, you ask? It feels exhilarating. I feel young, alive and enervated. The best part is all the wonderful people I've met on line who have been so helpful. So while it's not easy being green, it is fun!
A few months ago, I became a statistic. Nothing random or tragic happened; it's just that my last child went off to college leaving me with an "empty nest." Now there were lots of things I could have done, like turn into an alcoholic, dyed my hair blue, taken a lover, etc. but those choices didn't interest me. So what did I do?
That's right - I started writing on the Internet. And now I write for Helium, AC and my very own blog. The thing is, I have no idea what I'm doing. And instead of lurking around, I decided to just jump in and learn on the job. How is it going, you ask? It feels exhilarating. I feel young, alive and enervated. The best part is all the wonderful people I've met on line who have been so helpful. So while it's not easy being green, it is fun!
Monday, March 10, 2008
What Women Want
I don't know why guys find the answer to this question so elusive. After all, we know what guys want. Guys want to be really, really close to a woman who will leave them alone! I didn't make that up but I've heard that line from different sources so I don't know to whom to give credit.
Women are easy. We want Rhett Butler in the bedroom, (OK Johnny Depp for more modern women) Emeril in the kitchen, Indiana Jones in the cruel, cold world and George Clooney on the dance floor. In short, we want our man to fulfill all the things we've always dreamed about since we were little girls. Oh, did I forget the white horse and the armor?
Sorry, ladies, the sad news is that the men are just as confused as we are. They have no more of a clue on how to make a relationship work, keep us safe, nurture us and make us feel secure as we have. And maybe that's the message; we have to find out together and muddle through the best we can.
Women are easy. We want Rhett Butler in the bedroom, (OK Johnny Depp for more modern women) Emeril in the kitchen, Indiana Jones in the cruel, cold world and George Clooney on the dance floor. In short, we want our man to fulfill all the things we've always dreamed about since we were little girls. Oh, did I forget the white horse and the armor?
Sorry, ladies, the sad news is that the men are just as confused as we are. They have no more of a clue on how to make a relationship work, keep us safe, nurture us and make us feel secure as we have. And maybe that's the message; we have to find out together and muddle through the best we can.
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Welcome Home
When Johnny Comes Marching Home is a song we all know and love. It evokes the sentiment of wanting the war to be over so our loved ones can finally come home. But what will they come home to find? A country struggling to survive in a global world where the economy no longer promises the American Dream to everyone willing to work for it.
What happened to our young men? Look at pictures of 20 year old men from the 1940's and compare them with today's 20 somethings. In the good old days, the young men were working, getting married, supporting themselves and planning for their glorious futures. Today's young male hasn't completed his education, is permanently perched on his mother's couch, addicted to video games, unemployed and unmotivated.
Where did we go wrong? Why don't boys feel competent and confident in their abilities to navigate through life? Why don't the usual role models yield a finished adult? Drop me a line, I'd like to hear your thoughts.
What happened to our young men? Look at pictures of 20 year old men from the 1940's and compare them with today's 20 somethings. In the good old days, the young men were working, getting married, supporting themselves and planning for their glorious futures. Today's young male hasn't completed his education, is permanently perched on his mother's couch, addicted to video games, unemployed and unmotivated.
Where did we go wrong? Why don't boys feel competent and confident in their abilities to navigate through life? Why don't the usual role models yield a finished adult? Drop me a line, I'd like to hear your thoughts.
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