Just Rannin' Around

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

I should've worn my swimsuit and brought a popsicle for lunch.

I really don't like to be dressed. Really if I had my way I would be naked all the time. It's been that way since I was little. For much of my life, I will admit that I was not the most modest dresser. Short shorts and a tank top is what you would usually find me sporting. I eventually made up my mind and started fazing those out and only purchased clothes that would cover garments. It was not easy for me to get used to having to be in so much material.

The situation at work yesterday and today are not helping me want to stay clothed. The air conditioner in our building has been broken and it is stinking hot and miserable. Now my office is typically a bit hotter than the rest of the office for some unknown reason that building maintenance has never been able to figure out (I had a co-worker that used to tell me that my office was the "gateway to hell" and I always joked back that that would make me the "gatekeeper"). However I am starting to believe that it is hotter in this building than it is outside . . . we are all sticking to our leather chairs (I know, over share).

I made lasagna for dinner on Monday night along with brownies smothered in vanilla ice cream. I have been bringing leftovers to work for lunch. A hot lunch just doesn't sound appealing in this heat wave. I should have brought the brownies and ice cream instead of the lasagna.

Monday, July 19, 2010

“Red is the ultimate cure for sadness”

The push to make a perfect card has been building. It is that time of year. I can’t though . . . my red crayon is missing. Red is my favorite color. It would be impossible for me to make a card without my red crayon. My red crayon is not replaceable. Another color will just not do.

Red is the color of my life.

I am all things University of Utah . . . a true Ute fan through and through. However imagine going to the football games without the red inside the drum. It makes it a bit hollow. A critical piece is missing and I know it. Let’s be brutally honest . . . red is the only color that works. Blue is completely not an option. Actually I think that I am going to throw the blue one away just to make myself feel a tiny better.

When I am drawing pictures my red crayon is the only one that works to draw a nice big heart and a gigantic smile. Without my red crayon there is no heart and the smile, while there, just doesn’t look or feel right. Let’s face it, the heart isn’t truly a heart without the red. Lips are supposed to be touched with red crayon to make them lively and vibrant.

Many of my most spiritual, inspired insight and revelation has been underlined, highlighted or completely colored in with my red crayon. Some passages in my scriptures actually look as if they are bleeding. Entries in my journal are as crimson as a rose. Thoughts in the temple are like the brightest bursts of red in the most magnificent sunsets.

For me, love can only be drawn with my red crayon.

Monday, July 12, 2010

"You've got three pairs. You can't have six cards! You can't have six cards in a five-card game!"

Faith: firm belief in something for which there is no proof

Hope: to cherish a desire with anticipation

Charity: benevolent goodwill toward or love of humanity

Inspiration: a divine influence or action on a person to receive and communicate sacred revelation

Discernment: the quality of being able to grasp and comprehend what is obscure

Knowledge: the fact or condition of knowing something with familiarity gained through experience or association

Wednesday, July 07, 2010

"Life is a gift, and it offers us the privilege, opportunity and responsibility to give something back by becoming more."

Random #1: I love to listen. Given the option to talk or to listen, I almost always choose to listen. This is true in groups and this is true in one-on-one situations. What I don't think that people realize is that I am also mentally making notes and carefully filing them away. I feel it is a privilege when someone is willing to open up to me and tell me things. Therefore I am not merely letting the information in one ear and straight out the other just waiting for my turn to talk.

Now I may be making a few people nervous right about now, but really there is nothing to worry about because I also keep all that information to myself unless I am asked by the person telling me to share it. I am a vault and nobody has the combination.

It is interesting the small things that can be learned about someone by truly listening. I think that I have surprised more than one person in my life by remembering things that they have told me about themselves.

Random #2: Tickets, tickets and more tickets. I have so many things coming up. A while ago I purchased tickets for July 17th because I knew that the event would be extremely great and very much enjoyed . . . not to mention that it was only a couple of days off on perfect timing. I have tickets to Deer Valley. Ben Folds is going to be performing with the Utah Symphony. It couldn't have gotten much better than that. Now it has come down to . . . who am I going to take now?

I was supposed to be going to Florida at the end of this month. I just cancelled all the reservations for that. One reason is that blast off has been delayed until the first part of November.

In August I have tickets to Pirates of Penzance, Dave Matthews Band and the Lion King. I also have a family reunion, a wedding and a camping trip up North. Follow that with the beginning of Ute football season and well, I have a lot of things to attend that I have to find people that have the time to come with me. It is getting more and more difficult with everyone being married with children because they have less time at their disposal for playing.

Random #3: It is not the year for doctors appointments. I have been cancelled on twice now. The first time was my annual and they actually called me an hour before my appointment to let me know he was at the hospital delivering a baby. No big deal other than I had to wait another month before I could get in to see him.

Monday was not a fun day for me. I had mentally prepared myself all weekend long. What can I say . . . needles really bother me that much! I got up in the morning and went to my appointment only to find the office closed. No phone call, no note on the door, no nothing. I was more than a little upset. I may or may not have cried standing in front of the office door. I was told yesterday when I called that they must have missed me when going down the appointment list. The doctor had been extremely sick and had to cancel everything. My appointment is now for next Wednesday morning.

Friday, July 02, 2010

"The pain of the mind is worse than the pain of the body."

Never would have I been convinced that I wouldn't mind the fact that the first time around didn't completely fix the problem and that I would actually look forward to going in for a second series of 30 shots on my legs.

I have to have my legs shot up again on Monday morning. Honestly I am looking forward to having the pain move to somewhere else in my body even if for only a fleeting moment. I figured it gives me at least 20 minutes while he is shoving needles into my legs and then another 45 minutes after that when my legs feel as if they have burst into flames and those flames are coursing through my veins. That's at least a good hour of focused leg pain.


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