Lego Vision show of revolving Hand Unloaded

Learning that I might be in the wrong profession when I'm a day late and a dollar short.  Blaming genetics on being given male pattern baldness.  Playing with privacy.  How'd she say 'don't worry' tour.  How'd he say 'we just missed her.'  How he asks if the Lord is still with him.

• Birds Ive seen in my yard and flying by
• Cardinals
• Woodpeckers
• Sparrows
• Geese
• Hawk (might be someones pet)
• Crows

Being blamed for losing your mind.  Looking the part but not playing it well.  A burrito from Tiauanna Flats, reading Romans 12:1.  Being badgered because all you know is a lie.  Because its too good to be true.  Needing to ignore myself and my intuition long enough to hear myself think.  Burned bridges.  Wages.  Trying to determine where God rests his hand again realizing that its where the power resides and is missed.  My mental absentee record causes me to outsource and gets me into trouble.  Pissing off city hall.  They want their recall numbers back.  Fashion ruts.  Fitness ruts.  Where's my strength and where is it spent.  Avoid being blind-sided.  Adult child concerned with being mistaken as a predator.

.......Cause there's this guy that walked in a bar and freaked out.... all because someone shouted "HoDown"....

Thank You

In the honor of the great comedic spirit within,  +Jimmy Fallon has inspired me to compose a post of all the Thank You notes I want to share.  The past few weeks have been a whirlwind of excitement for me and especially my husband, +Jesse Fearns . 

Video Link: Touring St. Louis 

Without the help of the following people, my journey would not have been possible.  Thank you, associates in Regency Square mall and surrounding shops in Jacksonville.  Without your patience and good fashion advice I would have gone on this trip looking like a complete disaster or just my ordinary self.

Thank you Lady at the desk in the Condo building on Prudential Drive in downtown Jacksonville.  Without your concern and swift response, I would have missed my flight trying to hail a taxi.

Thank you, Checker Cab driver #4550.  I was being a major pain in the ass that day because I didn't want to be late.  As the first passengers were being called to board the flight, I was standing in line with them sipping a cup of ice water from Starbucks.  You got me there in just enough time.

Thank you, people who sat next to me on those flights.  In a hurry that morning I took a shower after packing. When I arrived at my final destination I realized how ripe I was since forgetting to put on deodorant.

Thank you, Stylist next door to Beauty Max on Merrill Rd.  You helped me create the look I wanted to have by securing my hair up in a high pony with gel and hairspray, more gel, more hairspray, and a blast of hot air.  The style lasted 3 nights and 4 long days!

Thank you, Pet Sitters. My dogs and cat would have gone without food, water or potty breaks and clean litter if you didn't visit the house while I was away. 

Lastly, Thank you Jewelers in the Fresh Market Plaza on Atlantic Boulevard near San Pablo.  You checked the settings on my diamonds and made my rings sparkle without charge.

Video Link: Command Coins

 

 

   

What do we have in common? My questions about life in Another time zone

Recently I've taken to social networking with a different approach.  Why not build on the foundation that has been provided by means of  the internet and social media platforms like Facebook and Google to communicate something positive?  This attractive group of thinkers in Boston are.

I joined these sites in search of good conversation and to contribute something positive to a global community.  With that idea in mind, let me introduce you to +Ziad Visionary .

In the last week or so, my circles on G+ have doubled.  So many people from so many parts of the world right here sharing thoughts and feelings day to day.  More than just what we witnessed on the VMAs.  More than silly stunts and amateur youtube videos.  Something besides the political scandals.   Somewhat overwhelmed by the responses and random greetings, I met +Ziad Visionary Here's a short dialogue I shared with him after asking consent to blog about our conversation.

Here's to a completely sober funny bone

Here's to this bottle of wine going down the drain in my money pit. Heres to that devoured bird.  Here’s to recycling.  Heres to this stadium being filled and heres to building better leaders.  Heres to fueling my ego and believing.  Heres to mention of the sideways pulpit and finally, heres to making appointments. Ive completely misplaced my audience.  What do you want to learn today?  Will you respond to this writing with friendliness or hostility?  BTW enough with the formalities, I can barely drive as it is.  How are your demographics and attitudes again?
seems you’ve stumbled across this bit of internet fart from my desk because I have no grasp on the meaning of ‘world wide web’.
   
link to that post from here
Many many verses from a great poet have me mused at the moment. (Fightin was real, livin was hell.) Reading them over and over only help me to find the reason my 484 seems to be staring over my shoulder, out of patience, overworked and underpaid.  Not my fault someone knows how to work themselves out of a job.  We could do this all day but cant  get over the deep seated burn by my side that ensues.  Oh this hook I’ve grown to love so dearly with plugged ears might be the reason these hours and minutes seem to never take away, never seem to interact or respond.   My ear has long been away from the sound of these implosive groans begging for more room.  I see flowers and think, how disgusting! those little devils! making a stink and doin it right in front of me!  No wonder they stay blushed.  Oh.  That’s just me, standing up and not recognizing myself.  Now was that the phone I heard ring.  Too bad, I don’t know where she’s at or how those lights just turned on themselves.  Someone loves me some eggs and spam!
No, i don't intentionally sound like a miserable old woman reading to myself. just comes across that way.   Surely my joy is abundantly shown over the length of this silly note.  Would I rather read an article of newsprint, an article of clothing, or a note?   How about an overpriced tweet?
@snag-a-job Facebook
reading some of the posts here and seeking encouragement.
Just thinking about getting back into a serious job hunt has me rattled.
The competition out there is cruel I remember from past experiences.
Seems like I have to sell myself short just to score a position that takes more out of me than I can afford. 
Transportation to and from with a +170k mile vehicle, public transportation that would add 4 unpaid hours easily to a workday, the know it all associates, the need to know it all associates, the happy front needed to maintain working relationships, and the uniforms or dress code are things i do not look forward to. 
then of course my PDA would become an issue, warning me not to be preoccupied on the clock.
Seems like I'm just stuck with the mindset of a retiree who doesn't want to go job hunting or deal with middle management interviews for a minimum wage position. 
I'm satisfied.
Despite the difficulty admitting this, I haven't the motivation to be rejected, therefore choose not to pursue a job search at this time. this doesn't sit well with me. 
Any advice on getting myself out of this rut without lying to myself and further upsetting my household that's lost the ability to renew faith in attempts to map a career path? 
I'm an able bodied, intelligent homeowner yet cant see past the driveway. (don’t consider this your invitation either, tea drinker, aka well to do info hog aka nothing better to do than take this information, add me to some mailing list for bullshit work at your leisure data dump communication) Fed up with pretending that I’m not smart enough to make decisions for myself.  Fed up that this has become all about an individual rather than what I want to share.   These people and their dogs again…I’m over it.

go note don't worry its not reel