Tuesday, November 28, 2006

A cuppa Joe

Today as I looked out the window at work, the fog rolled down the mountain and swirled around the Springs. It wound around the trees and seemed to dance around the twinkling Christmas lights.

Tonight I am going to be surrounded by wonderful women. And though we have only known eachother for a couple of months from summer camp, being around them feels like home. Perhaps a spiritual home. The first night I came, I felt not only acceptance, but also love. The type of love that surrounds and hugs you like a warm blanket. I like that feeling.

And so I brave out into the icy cold to grab a cup of java and to talk about love.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

The Stranger Next to Me

Yesterday I flew back home after going on vacation and I have a confession to make....

Whenever I'm waiting for the flight, I always scope out my fellow passengers.

And try to find the hottest guy.

Secretely I wish they would sit next to me in 28D. And suprise, suprise, they never do. They sit next to Miss America over in 11F.

I guess I should have realized that this pattern will always repeat itself. And yesterday was no different. I scoped out the hottie going to Denver. He sat next to Miss America, and I got to sit next to some random 55 year old from Ft. Collins.

Now, I'm not knocking on the older males from Ft Collins. It's just that we have absolutely nothing in common (other than the fact that we both thought it would be smarter to fly than drive to San Antonio.... but really that's a no-brainer)

So I'm sitting next to Mr. No-personality and I feel obligated to start a conversation with him. I did make the attempt, and you can generally determine within 5 minutes of meeting someone whether you will have stuff to talk about. And we didn't.

So with another hour and 35 minutes, I watched some random TV.

My point is to this random babbling is, why do we talk to the stranger beside us? I knew that the probability of me running into this guy again was about .000056%, and yet still I felt a need to have a somewhat ackward coversation with him.

I guess that's just the way the crow flys.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

From the quiteness of the trading desk....

Today I have been doing alot of thinking about my life, my future and my dreams. This is something I journaled about a couple of days ago and I thought you all would like to know.... Or not know. I really don't care. This is me and this is where I am.

Dreams? Wow. I haven't thought about that in a long time. To be honest, I'm right in the process of giving up a dream/hope that I have had for so long. Probably so long that I can almost taste it.

But I think I've almost turned that dream into a god of sorts. I think about it constantly and wonder how it would ever evolve.

The dream in and of itself is not a bad thing. It's the worship of the dream that is. And I guess that's partly why I need to give up the dream, give up the hope and give it over to You.

Maybe my dream will never take place. But I nee to be secure to know that if it doesn't then You have bigger and better dreams than I have.

To you O Lord....

Monday, November 13, 2006


Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog
Where no one notices the contrast of white on white
And in between the moon and you the angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right...

Saturday, November 11, 2006

My Hat

I got a hat today and here is my haiku about it:

My Hat is way cool
It keepeth warm the dome piece
Reverberating

Haikus are so nice
but sometimes they don't make sense
Refigerator

Saturday, November 04, 2006

Crested Butte

So I finally decided to figure out how to add pictures. Here are some pics from the trip to the Wildflower Festival in Crested Butte. It was a fun and much needed break.





My friend Gwen taught me the fine art of eating oatmeal out of the packet. It's a fine balance of adding boiling hot water to a paper packet while trying not to give yourself third degree burns.







We ended up staying at a campsite called O Be Joyful. To get to the site we took a Suburu over this stream. I guess that's what suv's are made for....

The girls were awesome, the time was awesome, but the best part was the view.....


And the campfire.....

Friday, November 03, 2006

It's beginning to look like Christmas

And it really shouldn't.

Because according to the rules of decorating for Christmas, it shouldn't officially begin until noon on Thanksgiving day. I'm pretty sure that's the earliest that you could technically put up the lights, the tree and everything else.

At my parents house, we don't put up the lights, garlands and tree until the day after Thanksgiving. On that glorious Friday, we all wake up early (meaning my sister drags us out of bed)and hit the shops at 6 in the morning. After that we decorate the tree and generally argue on what to do with the garland. We argue about it every year so I guess it's pretty much tradition now.

Anyways, back to my point. We shouldn't be decorating for Christmas...yet.