Happy Hour Chatter

I woke up a little...blah.  I'm pretty sure it was because I ran out of coffee at home and didn't give myself time to get any at Caribou Coffee. Tom and I went to Fargo to his Aunt Adel Adelines 9th birthday party.  She's  the only one left of Ellas family.  She's such a sweet lady.  She suffered a stroke last winter and she's very fraile and weak.  She remembered us and when I had the chance to speak with her alone, she whispered, "I miss Ella, I wish she was here."  We cried together.  So do I Aunt Adeline, so do I. We had some stops to make, ate at Space Aliens and drove home.  It was a long, emotionally exhausting day.

I like full weekends, but they make me tired. Friday night started out great with my friends and I meeting at Shady's for drinks, food, laughter and friendship.   Donna, Vickie, Rick were there along with Kay (co worker, not necessarily one of my inner circle).  Anyhow, we had some drinks and just unwound from the brutal work week that is becoming the norm.  I do not know where I'd be if it wasn't for my friends.  They uphold me, listen to me, tolerate me, laugh at me, and are there for me when I need them the most.  If I haven't said it lately..THANK YOU! Saturday started out super early - 5:00 am - as T wanted to get up and go to an artifacts auction in Wahpeton.  I just got up and started my day by doing some final reunion shopping at Wal-Mart then taught two yoga classes. I rushed home, freshened up and drove to Medina for the reunion at 12:30.  Medina isn't our normal venue.  Normally we're at the Bunker.  But, due to some misu...

Every month I pamper myself with a massage.  It's an indulgence that is non-negotiable in my life. I need it for my well being.  It's time for me to go in to "the vault" with my friend, soul sister and massage therapist.   I've been going to her for 12 years.  When we are in session, we let it all go.  Not only is it therapeutic to have her hands working out the severe knots in my body, but it's phenomenal to experience the transfer of energy between two people.  She's a GoDesana oil guru as well, so I get her full knowledge in that area also. It's my time....it's All for me.

I absolutely despise drama and the tension that comes along with it.  Especially when there are unique personalities involved. But I positively abhor drama when it's underhanded.  How do you combat it?  How do you not let it affect you? How do you continue to be a positive person when you'd really love to kick everyone's ass to the curb? 

It's 9:30 ish on Sunday night.  Tomorrow is my early week as I have to report to work at 7 am. Last weekend I didn't ride bike at all. I promised myself that this weekend I would be out riding every day.  I made good on that promise. Friday after work I took the trails below the prison.  Not a real hard ride, but that's ok.  It's what I needed after the helacious week I'd just had. Yesterday I took off riding after spending some time with one of my best friends who's going through a rough time.  I rode pretty much from 100 until 400.  It was a great day of riding.  I swear I covered every corner of town.  Some I didn't know existed even. Today was a good ride.  I took the North Ridge Trail at 830 this morning.   It was cool, calm and beautiful.  I wasn't riding alone as I had two special souls with me...the ride was for them as much as it was for me. I am so grateful to my best friend who introduced me to riding.  I f...

It's Friday morning at 5:33 am.  I've been laying in bed awake since 4.  And of course the movie in my head has been playing the entire time. It's OK though, as the scenes in the movie were good.  I thought a lot about my parents, my friend Char, Terry,  Blaine and each of my circle of friends, So my Friday is starting out pretty good...tired but good.  It's Jeans day at work, the sun is supposed to be out (yeah!), my bike is loaded and my riding clothes packed. As soon as quitting time hits, I'm out on my bike! It's my therapy and I need it desperately after this week.

I had a rough Wednesday.  My sensitivity was on high alert and it didn't serve me well.  My workplace is not the most relaxed environment right now.  I've tried hard to be the office cheerleader but it's difficult when I feel the same scrutiny as the others. I had a meeting with my supervisor yesterday afternoon that didn't go well at all. She couldn't understand what my issue was.  When I get angry or emotional, I cry.  It's how I roll..my way of releasing steam without screaming or choking the other person.  I vented and found my voice through the tears.  It wasn't pretty. In retrospect the issue probably wasn't huge...but with my emotions on the roller-coaster ride lately, everything is feel is magnified by 10. So today, Thursday, may be good, or very very bad.  Let's hope I can put yesterday behind me and move forward with grace.

I failed miserably this weekend on a goal I had set for myself. ..I didn't get out on my bike.  It was something I'd promised myself as a way to help me through my S.A.D and depression. However,  I just heard the weather forecast for next weekend and I'm damn happy to hear it's going to be in the 75-80.  Yes!! I'm going to be riding Friday, Saturday and Sunday. .and that's a promise!

If you could know what the future held for you, would you seek that knowledge?  Would you see in to your health, wealth, relationships and change your destiny if you could? Or would you let destiny unfold on it's own and trust you're on the right path. What if found your future held sadness, darkness and trying times?  Would you run and hide or stand strong and fight? What if you could see and know those who will be your life walkers to the very end. Would you seek insight or would you trust your intuition and stay on your path?