Just Rannin' Around

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Invitation to Italy.

I have had the opportunity to travel abroad to a few pretty spectacular places. There are wonders that will hold a place in my life, but I have to admit that Italy captured my heart. The ironic thing is that it wasn’t the typical city that caught my attention and drew me in, it wasn’t Venice at all. As a matter of fact, Venice was one of my least favorite places. It was almost as if the one thing that most women fell in love with Italy for was nothing that I found particularly impressive. I suppose that is due to my interest in getting away from the tourist spots that everyone gets to see and taking a closer look at places that most don’t bother to find.

I fell in love with Italy because of Lucca. Lucca is a small town out of the way which is forever seared in my memory. The time that I spent in this town captured the essence of exactly what I had been in search of. Here I quietly walked the old city wall and discovered qualities that would have likely been overshadowed had I never spent a little time away from the flash of the hot spots that they so like to show off. It wasn’t easy to find and when reaching the destination, I discovered that the language that I spoke was not as well learned in this area which caused some communication problems at first, however I was unwilling to give up.

Approaching the wall of the city was a bit intimidating for what was held inside was homes, family, friends, beliefs, the treasures that were beyond any earthly price. The wall was carefully constructed to keep invaders out. To protect all that was held with the utmost love and respect. The image of guards protecting every corner immediately filled my mind.

As I entered in the gate and slowly climbed the steps I entered a world that would take an eternity to explore. I started by walking around the top of the wall. It was on the wall that I became fascinated with all that it contained. On one side there were warning cannon balls that would knock me off if I threatened the safety of this world, while just up the walk a piece there was a swing set inviting me to get comfortable and let myself sink into the surrounding. It took me hours to just stroll around the wall and before I realized how long I had been allowed to stay, it was made known that it was time to head back to more tourist ridden areas.

I reluctantly left having not even been able to explore more. I longed to stay, to be able to feel the warmth and safety wrapped around me. The cobblestone streets leading to learning, laughing, tears, activities, romance, and more pulled at every desire in me to never leave. Descending out of such a place in heartbreaking and leaves one wanting.

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

I'm not quite sure what to write.

The last few blogs that I have posted don't automatically show up. Like the last one I posted on the 16th of February, but it didn't actually show up until a few days later. I know that there are a few other blogs that I posted that have yet to show up, so it is almost a waiting game wondering when they will magically appear. I guess I will have to post from home now because it is the posts that I send through my email that are getting lost or having some fun in cyberspace before finding their home.

I wonder if this one from home is going to work......

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Getting there.


Well my house is starting to look like something more than just an empty shell.  The entire house is repainted and I am absolutely in love with the way my bedroom turned out.   The wood flooring was put down yesterday and looks spectacular in the entry, dining room and kitchen.  All the new lighting is up and working.   New door handles are on, including on the front and garage door.


This Monday the tile in all three bathrooms is being installed and also the new carpet.  That means that, cross my fingers, everything is going to be finished on Monday and I will be able to put everything back in my house, make it a home and enjoy the smell of newness.   It will be nice to have it all back together for more than one reason.  Although I am getting fairly use to being in my little island in the middle of my room all the time.

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

When hell meets holiday....
Welcome to Valentine's Day!

Monday, February 12, 2007

To Whom It May Concern,


It has been twelve years.  We were young.  I was eighteen and you were nineteen then.   You were my first kiss and you made it unforgettable.  You were incredibly sweet and I always knew that you loved me.   I have a lot of cherished memories of you.  Why can't you just let it be?


You broke my heart and I felt miserable when I broke yours.  I forgave you, but I am still trying to fully learned how to trust or give my everything to a relationship again.   You moved when I did and continued to try to snag me back into your life for over a year.  Finally after deciding that I was not willing to go down that road again, you married someone completely opposite of me and proudly walked into my mom's office with her in tow to play show-and-tell so that I would find out.


Periodically you continued to show up to see my mom always asking about me, wondering what I was doing.  Then about five years later you made an appearance to announce the birth of your little baby girl.  You told my mom that you wanted to tell me and so she gave you my number.   You called and wanted to take me to lunch.  The conversation ended when I told you the only way that I could agree to do that was if your wife came with us.   I haven't heard from you since, but you still visit my mom. 


A second child was born.  Again you filled my mom in on the details and then questioned her about me once again.   This last visit concerned my mom.  You were sad….not so much for you but about me.  You wondered if you could have changed the past at all if you would be in my life and I wouldn't have to be alone.   You wondered if you ruined me.  Your heart is still broken. 


It has been twelve years.  Why can you still make me cry?

Friday, February 09, 2007

All the silky locks.....
It is gone.  I can't say that I like it, but it was for a good cause.

Thursday, February 01, 2007

My house is in shambles! 


For those who think that my house is never a mess, I invite you to come over and take a look from now until the middle of March.   Just make sure to wear shoes so it doesn't hurt when you step on exposed carpet tacking.


Many thanks to BP for coming over last night and doing all the heavy lifting and moving of furniture, along with pulling up of carpet and several other things!


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