I'm killing time in the library while my oldest finishes typing up a paper that is due tomorrow.
The library itself isn't a bad place. I spend a fair amount of time here choosing books to check out. When scanning the isles and books for something that catches my eye, I must be zoned into another world...or maybe I happen to visit the library when no one else is here.
Usually it's fairly quiet in here but not today. It's like a three ring circus and steady getting worse.
There is a sign on the front door that reads "Please turn off cell phones BEFORE entering the library".
Apparently the people that are here tonight just flat ass CAN'T READ!!! There are phones ringing...phones vibrating against the wooden desks...people talking on phones. Arggghhh...it's enough to drive me nuts.
I don't understand why they would be here to check out a book. Apparently it's a waste of their time and energy since they didn't READ the sign on the front door.
On top of all the phones making their little noises, there are kids running around playing, babies crying and people talking...LOUDLY.
Why do they put the computers right in the middle of the kid section anyway? WTF? Do they not realize that small children can get LOUD? I'm just glad I'm not doing anything more important than venting my frustration cuz I would be ready to jerk a knot in some little butts around here (well not the little butts.....the big butts of the parents is more like it but that's a nother story)
I want to know where the dour faced, stern librarian is with the ruler slapping against her opposite hand and her hair twisted so tight that she can't even smile? WHERE IS SHE?
Oh...I know....
She's probably disgusted with the whole thing and has ear plugs in her ears or maybe she said "screw it"....I've got better things to do......"Watch out Blogstream, here I come"
Grrr.....I can't even hear myself think in here. Stop the insanity someone....please!!!!!!
In my rush to get ready this morning I made a fashion faux pas.
Little did I realize that I threw on a red bra under a white top. Not only that. I didn't even realize it until I got to work.
The 'ol brain must have been still curled up under the covers where it was nice and toasty refusing to get up and function at such an awful hour.
Well, once you've screwed up in the fashion department...What do ya do? Nothing I can do but wear it proudly like it was intentional. I'm sure this only convinces the people around here what they already think. That I'm a nut.
Or... I could always take the bra off and let these babies get some fresh air. Which I'm sure would cause more commotion than the red bra under my white shirt
Imagine my laughter when I read my horoscope for today
Feel free to match your plaid slacks with your polka dot shirt today, dear Sagittarius. Accessorize with a dashing scarf and a striped jacket. Let the oddball within you shine brightly! This is a terrific day for you, and you should feel free to express yourself openly and loudly to the world around you. You should experience a great deal of self-confidence that you should take full advantage of at this time.
I always knew I was a little odd but damnnnn.....when it's written in ink??? Holy cow...it must be true
It took me awhile to talk myself into getting the tattoo. Then another short order of time to decide on what I wanted to permanently ink myself with.
The reasoning behind my tattoo is this: (and the small amount of Native American blood in my veins had a little something to do with it )
Legend of the Dream Catcher
From the Wounded Knee School, Manderson, South Dakota
Long ago when the world was young, an old Lakot spiritual leader was on a high mountain and had a vision. In his vision, Iktomi, the great trickster and teacher of wisdom, appeared in the form of a spider. Iktomi spoke to him in a sacred language that only the spiritual leaders of the Lakota could understand. As he spoke Iktomi, the spider, took the elder's willow hoop which had feathers, horse hair, beads and offerings on it and began to spin a web.
He spoke to the elder about the cycles of life . . . and how we begin our lives as infants and we move on to childhood, and then to adulthood. Finally, we go to old age where we must be taken care of as infants, completing the cycle. "But," Iktomi said as he continued to spin his web, "in each time of life there are many forces -- some good and some bad. If you listen to the good forces, they will steer you in the right direction. But if you listen to the bad forces, they will hurt you and steer you in the wrong direction." He continued, "There are many forces and different directions that can help or interfere with the harmony of nature, and also with the Great Spirit and all of his wonderful teachings."
All the while the spider spoke, he continued to weave his web starting from the outside and working towards the center. When Iktomi finished speaking, he gave the Lakota elder the web and said . . . "See, the web is a perfect circle but there is a hole in the center of the circle. Use the web to help yourself and your people to reach your goals and make good use of your people's ideas, dreams and visions. If you believe in the Great Spirit, the web will catch your good ideas -- and the bad ones will go through the hole."
The Lakota elder passed on his vision to his people and now the Sioux Indians use the dream catcher as the web of their life. It is hung above their beds or in their home to sift their dreams and visions. The good in their dreams is captured in the web of life and carried with them . . . but the evil in their dreams escapes through the hole in the center of the web and is no longer a part of them. They believe that the dream catcher holds the destiny of their future.
What brings people together? Why do some people get married and stay married while others barely make it past the newlywed stage? The ones that stay married, are they TRULY happy? Would they change things if they could? What makes some marriages last for years while others barely make it past the newlywed stage? Why do some people choose to stay in an unhappy marriage instead of getting out?
There are a thousand questions that I could ask in regards to marriage and divorce.
Not that I’m really looking for the actual answers, it’s just that over the course of the past few days, marriage/divorce has been popping up in different conversations around me and it’s made me do some thinking.
Last Thursday, a friend came over for a visit. In the midst of conversation, I mentioned I was going to an anniversary party for some friends on Saturday. This then led to her talking about her marriage of almost 25 years and her divorce only a couple of years ago. She went on to tell me that she stayed because of her two kids but as soon as they were grown and she could make it on her own, she left.
On Saturday, while at this anniversary party for my friends, I overhear this man telling his stepdaughter that he told his wife that he didn’t love her like he should but he was content. They are both on their second marriage. This one is almost 25 years also.
The couple that the party was for was celebrating their 30th anniversary and seems to be happy as ever.
In the space of two days, I’ve heard the sad tales of love or what once was.
This doesn’t even begin to cover the number of people that I know that have been on different ends of the marriage spectrum.
My mom was married three times but has been single for almost my whole life. My brother has been married three times with each a failure. My daddy’s second marriage lasted for about 25 years before he died, while his first (to my mom) only lasted about 8 years. A neighbor of ours has been married for almost 25 years and both the husband and wife make no secret that they don’t like each other but they make no plans for divorce. My aunt has been married for more than 40 years, while my uncle is on his third marriage of just over 30 years.
This is only a handful of people I know that either have made it work or haven’t for whatever reason. Every marriage is different and every reason for staying or leaving is different.
It just makes me wonder why we do what we do as a couple. When people marry for love, supposedly for life, what happens in the years between “I do” and “I don’t”?
How can you marry the one you love and 10, 15, even 20 years later, wake up one morning and say “I don’t love you anymore”?
In some cases, it may be the years of physical, emotional or some other form of abuse that makes, usually, the abused pull the plug and say “I’m not doing this anymore” and that’s great in those cases.
What about the ‘normal’ cases. The ones where you’ve got the husband, the wife, the 2.5 kids, the dog, the little white house with the white picket fence? The so-called “perfect life”. When everything seems to be going like it should, what happens in these cases? Did these people just ‘grow apart’ or were they never that compatible to begin with?
What makes this person stay and that person leave? What is each person’s level of contentment? Why? Why do people get married/divorced? What’s the deciding factor in the decision to divorce? I don’t ask this same question for the reason for marriage because typically it is for love or what one thinks is love at the time.
Which makes me think…..
Does love really exist? Is it really everlasting? How do we really KNOW when we’re in love? Is there really a soul mate for everyone? If so, is our soul mate truly in our destiny?
Do we follow the signs of Fate?
What if we miss the turn at Fate and get confused at Destiny?
Where does that leave us?
How do we control what we can’t see?
Or is it really like the song says…”Often times it happens that we live our lives in chains and we never even know we have the key”???
or maybe she said "screw it"....I've got better things to do......"Watch out Blogstream, here I come" 
Not only that. I didn't even realize it until I got to work.
