Weekend Update

Well hello, blog stalkers!   Hope your weekend has been exactly as you've planned.   As usual, I'm writing this on a Sunday.  I always have good intentions of updating my blog on a daily basis, but fall short of the goal.  So much life going on. 

Summer is in full swing, although today you wouldn't know it.  It's a balmy 62, cloudy and breezy  in the northland.  That didn't stop me from going on a 22.80 mile bike ride this morning.  I didn't intend to go that far, but the legs felt good and I was in the mood to ride.  I was ten miles in to the ride when my chain slipped off.  Not what you want to happen when you're riding in town, let alone out at Pipestem Dam...but I was able to get it back on and continued on my ride.  It was actually my first time out at the Pipestem.  I can't believe it took me until the end o June to get out there.  Pipestem holds a special place in my heart and I love it out there.  Today may have been the first time out there, but it won't be the last this summer/fall.

I had friends over to the house last night for drinks, dinner and a Netflix movie.  It was supposed to be a patio party with grilling and a fire pit, but the wind was horrendous and it was cold...so we moved it inside.  It was a great time - as always- with the ladies.  I'm hoping to do more of those throughout the summer - weather cooperating.  

Work is going ok, for the most part.   Just when everyone is seemingly working together as a cohesive unit, something (or someone) always seems to cause a rift and morale goes down the tubes.  It makes it hard to walk in to work in the morning.  I love my job and the work I do. I can generally roll with whatever happens, but lately it's getting harder and harder to do.  Handling the personalities, trying to be upbeat and a peacekeeper at work is difficult.  Working in a prison is difficult; the energy is dark and draining - but it's made worse when coworkers can't play nice.  But go to work I must - the benefits (health insurance) are needed - especially since T is on Medicare and needs my insurance as a supplement.  

This upcoming week/weekend is the Stutsman County Fair.   I may be almost 55, but I'm a kid at heart when it comes to the Fair.  I'm sure that I'll be making an appearance at least a few nights.  I know that T wants to go to the Rodeo at least one night as well.   And even more importantly, we'll be getting the customary foot long hotdog.  It is ALL about the food!

 

What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer, the fulfillment of the promise of the earlier months, and with as yet no sign to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever fade. ~Gertrude Jekyll

Lunchtime Musings of a Working Superwoman

Lunchtime musings of a working superwoman:
1) sometimes people are afraid to hear the truth as it causes them to face their own truth
2) if you think you're perfect and above reproach, think again.... we All have our issues,
3) sometimes criticism really is meant to be helpful, but it depends on the delivery,
4) seasoned veterans are called that for a reason...they've been through the muck in the trenches.  They know the score.  Listen to what they have to say,
5) talk is cheap, but it takes money to buy whiskey,
6) don't ever forget where you came from...we were all peons once,
7) when in doubt,  don't assume...Ask...communication really IS a good thing.  Really.,
8) sometimes you do really need to give a shit! Go out on a limb and stand up for what you believe in.  Don't let anyone quiet your voice or break your spirit
9)life isn't fair...if it were, there would be peace, love and harmony everywhere.  Let your character and integrity speak loudly. Make sure you've thought about the lesson you've just been handed and take every opportunity to learn from it
10) my musings are observations and opinions of mine...they're directed towards NO ONE.  However, if you feel I'm speaking to you or about you, I refer you back to #7.

5 Am Wake Up Call

The world is a bit different at 5 am.  It's quieter.  Less people milling about, less wind, less chaos.

I like this place and time.  It allows me to be my authentic self.  My soul is mine, my smile (or frown), comes truly from within and is unmared by influences of others.  My mood ..is simply mine. Unapologetic.

I can be free and uninhibited because no one is around to judge, to criticize,  to laugh or point.  People can be so cruel at times, can't They? Who are they anyways, these humans who dare to impose their will on others?  Insignificant.

I like this time...this awakening of the day, mind, and body.  Thoughts spread like wildfire across the blank, tired canvas of the mind.  The agenda a myriad of possibilities, hopes and dreams.  Some dashed before 510, others gain steam as the seconds become minutes.

Muscles make themselves heard throughout the little nuances of movement....moaning and groaning their response  to the gentle urgings of the awakening mind and body.

The breath, calming as it matches pace with the lazy heartbeat....steady, rythmec and determined.  Lifesource.

I like this time ...this wake-up call.