Very Interesting...

The Olympics are still as magical to watch in China, as they were when Atlanta hosted the summer games back in '96. They've been full of seemingly impossible feats, and have left me with tears of joy for the accomplishments of extremely hard working and determined athletes.
The only thing I noticed while watching tonight, was the way the Chinese Men's Gymnastic team gave each other high fives. It was almost as if they were forced to practice the proper mechanics of "the high five." I'm not sure if there is such a thing, but really. The all gave each other a high five with the exact same silly style. They would hold their hands in front of them at eye level, fingers together, arms slightly less than shoulder width. They would make eye contact, put their hands together, and then push their hands towards the sky while keeping their hands together. It struck me as odd.
Tonight, the Chinese men captured their long awaited Gold medal...but was the real winning accomplishment teaching the world the proper mechanics of the high five? Now THAT's a good question!!

I'm having a bit of difficulty putting my thoughts into coherent sentences tonight. I think I might have to put an APB out cuz my blogspiration seems to be lacking.

On a different note: I LOVE THE OLYMPICS!! I don't know what it is..but they always make me feel happy and giddy inside. Aside from being a homeowner, another future goal/dream/aspiration would be to attend the olympics (preferrably the summer games) I guess I'll have so start planning though, because I'm sure it would cost a few thousand pretty pennies!!

Right now, I feel like the only place I fit in is online. Should I become a hermit?

Baby Steps.

If you make it a goal to say what you think in order to attain harmony in your life, does that mean I should speak up if I'm offended? My parents taught me not to speak unless I have something nice to say, etc. So what if most of my thoughts seem to be very negative? I'm so confused. Does this mean there is something wrong with me? I'm having a difficult time figuring things out!!
I'm really making an attempt to follow through with what I say as well...this takes time and patience on my behalf (but it is something I am truly trying to work on). For example, I want to eat healthy. To attain this, I planned out my meals for the rest of the week, including utilizing left overs and transforming them into new meals. This should not only cut down on the amount of food I waste, but also serve as a healthier alternative to eating out. I also want to have a clean house. I know this cannot happen overnight, but it is something I am consciously aware of...hopefully I can achieve this goal sooner than later (and actually keep up with my housework for once).
Where am I getting all of these cock-a-may-mee ideas you ask? PBS....Suze Orman to be more specific. I happened to catch a talk she did to an audience of women about becoming a wealthy woman. I had never been a big Suze Orman fan, nor had I ever given her or her ideas the time of day. But for some reason, I was drawn to hear her ideas. She was not only referring to financial wealth. She took a more holistic approach. It was fascinating to listen to. Maybe it is because of the desperation I am feeling to be a financially free and unburdened person. Either way, her thoughts and opinions really stuck with me. Hopefully I can keep taking baby steps, and will eventually end up a wealthy woman. I know I can do it....I know I can!

Excuse Me.

Dear Taco Bell,
Why do I love you so much? You are so horrible for my heart, yet I feel compelled daily about once every other week to drive-thru and take a morsel (or five) home with me. You've become such a vice in my life...you even have the power to manipulate me into thinking you're good when I'm sober (your nemesis White Castle has MUCH to learn!).
Why Taco Bell....WHY?!

I'll understand if you don't respond...but I really hope (for my heart's sake) that you will...Until we meet again...

What's your song?

Music. It's something I know very little about. I'll even admit I'm mostly a Top 40's girl. I don't discriminate, the pop scene is just where I am comfortable...albeit country, bubble-gum pop, easy listening...
Tonight, as I was catching up on some great blogs, Gretchen Wilson's Homewrecker came on the radio...it got me to thinking how there are always going to be a handful of songs that bring you back to a specific time or place in your life. This song brings me back to a time when I was dating a man who I thought the world of, (Only to find out that he was a horrible person a few months later)...at the time, while we were dating, there was a sketchy girl who was half my size (and a huge bizzo in my biased opinion)...Me in my passive aggressive ways, would play this song on the jukebox where all three of us happened to work (me, the guy I was dating, and this girl)...My guy knew what I was doing..and so did this girl...but I didn't care, I used this song to express my disdain at the situation....and it.felt.great. (I've got a little bit of bad girl inside of me sometimes...)
ANYWAYS....
Jimmy Buffet and all of his glory will forever bring me back to a SCUBA diving trip to the caymans...oh, and/or this.
NSYNC (yes, I just said NSYNC) will always remind me of my carefree youth, where I was surrounded by fun loving friends who all shared the same amount of love for Justin Timberlake as I did.
Staind gave me strength and solitude to get through my parents divorce.
Music has the ability to remind me of good times and tough times with a single melody. That's some pretty powerful stuff if you ask me.
What songs bring you back to a time and place you'll always remember/never forget?

I'm So Proud!

Today is a momentous day. On this day, August 2nd, 2008, my son went NUMBER TWO IN THE POTTY!!!
He was glowing with pride, shouting "MAMA, LOOK,I DID IT!!"
It has taken a solid week to get him to overcome his fear and his thoughts of "I can't"...Do you want to know what finally helped him conquer his fear? Cheerios.
I threw a handful of cheerios into the pot and told him to try and hit them (standing up of course), and when I saw he was grunting, I told him to take a seat and try and do the DEED on the cheerios. He thought it was a game, and IT ACTUALLY WORKED!
If only there was nanny cam that could've captured the moment. Once he told me he did it, happy tears came to my eyes, I gave him the biggest hug imaginable, and went racing around my apartment shouting yippee, and yahoooo all the while whipping my arms above my head.
I know he'll still have accidents, but I'm still so very proud of him.
Today has been a GREAT day!