12.17.2008

a letter from Mama...

Getting this email this morning made me happy. i see where i get it from...she asked for coffee for Christmas.

Good Morning Steph:

The sun is shining this morning but it is really FROSTY outside - was
supposed to get down in the 20's last night!! BRRRR! I raised the blinds
to let the sun in and give us some warmth and turned the furnace on too.
Yesterday and last night we had a fire in the fireplace.

Thanks for your email from a few days ago. That will give me some Christmas
ideas for you. You asked about ideas for Papa and I.........well Papa can
use some Old Spice Aftershave (not cologne) in the classic/original
fragrance. He doesn't like the newer fragrance - I think it says "fresh" or
something like that. I wouldn't mind getting some "Dunkin' Donuts
Coffee" - that is soooooo good! Or some of that clear kind of bar soap that
Bath & Body sells in Cherry Blossom or Plumeria.

I finally got a little baking done the other day -- 2 batches of cookies and
some date nut bread and a little over a week ago got my fudge made, but
that's all. I may make some pumpkin bread. Not sure about Christmas but
will probably be here.

Well, I guess I'd better get busy. I've got some things I should to do in
my craft room today. Hope you have a good day.
Love,
Mama xxoo

12.16.2008

Photographs that made me smile today...

Vancouver: one day I hope to visit here...


I get to take a work trip to Orlando, FL and Disneyworld next month. I am pretty excited.


photos: Stuck in Customs...definitely my favourite photographer.

12.10.2008

listen to your brain..follow your heart.

"sometimes your heart sneaks out before your brain can catch it..." -a wise friend of mine

Are our brains constantly keeping our hearts in check? The brain reminds the heart of the past, the pain we've faced in broken relationships, and the hurt we may have caused others. Hearts are forgiving by nature but brains hold on to things and talk sense into us when it feels the heart is being exposed prematurely. When our hearts so desperately want to forgive, let go and love...our brain tells us to proceed with caution. Although the brain can warn and protect the heart it cannot dictate what the heart is feeling. sometimes you are so completely overwhelmed with genuine love for a person that little things slip past so quickly the brain can barely process what happened. It's the little pieces of the heart that slip through that we need to grasp on to...the words that are spoken without fear or hesitation, they are raw...innocent and in their purest form. Take them and tuck them away...those words are rare.

12.03.2008

Case Study part 1.

Introduction to my case study:

I have decided to jot down notes on a daily basis of weird things that happen involving a certain coworker of mine. Today I laughed so hard... just thinking about how amazing the blog was going to be. And so it begins...my newest case study. Enjoy. ~Steph
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11:01:45- he finds a dead cockroach (very stiff) on the mouse of his work computer. Trying to retaliate with a practical joke of his own...he contemplates putting it in our tin of holiday cookies ruining it for our entire department. Another coworker tells him "that is unacceptable."

2:44:22- randomly says out loud that he is "in love with vaginas"

4:00:12- he plays with a 5 year old's hippopotamus toy for a good 10 minutes until another coworker tells him that "they had enough" and "he got the point."

4:17:17- he spits out a white cheddar cheesepuff (left on his desk by coworkers) after we convince him it is a styrofoam packing peanut. Smiles and walks away leaving the chewed puff on the ground in our dept.

4:30:12- he picks up a new cheesepuff (still thinking it's a styrofoam peanut) and says, "hey guys, what does this look like?!" when clearly, it was shaped like a penis. He ripped off a portion of it and said that "he removed the foreskin" and was "shaping it" it's been 5 minutes and he is still holding the cheesepuff in his hand and said "why am i so fascinated with this? I have to go show _____!" then he walks out of the room.

4:43:43- "i knew it smelled like cheese! see they are cheese things!" (as he proudly displays the bag of cheese puffs)

4:49:05- he (with a scary smile and determined look on his face) asks "do you have tape, wheres the tape?" while another coworker tells him to "stop getting so into it". Using the two objects that have caused so many laughs previous, creates a Hippo toy with a man penis (from the styrofoam cheese dust goodness)

5:01:43- he says "i want to shoot these individually" (the cheesepuff and hippopotamus) "and photoshop them together so i can put it as my profile picture on myspace."


12.02.2008

an empty cathedral.

That night, every phrase that fell from her mouth dripped with rich, languid tones. Words swayed back and forth in her mind.... teasing one another before taking shape. She chose each word carefully...delicately, as if it would shatter into dust if she were careless in the way that she handled it. Just one word could damage the path of an entire future. Her eyes met mine. the hesitation behind them was palpable and bittersweet. My heart ached in silence for her...as my chest became an empty cathedral full of mixed emotions and echoing throbs. Then it hit me... everyday we wake up with a choice. A choice to grab what is ours and to hold onto it tightly. I pushed out my chair and walked away with a crooked grin. Her arms were full, and so were mine.

12.01.2008

when your own words fail...



...use someone else's.

this photograph makes me happy and a picture's worth a thousand words.

Happiness-The Fray (from their new CD that comes out Feb.09)

Happiness is just outside my window
Would it crash blowing 80-miles an hour?
Or is happiness a little more like knocking
On your door, and you just let it in?

Happiness feels a lot like sorrow
Let it be, you can’t make it come or go
But you are gone- not for good but for now
Gone for now feels a lot like gone for good

Happiness is a firecracker sitting on my headboard
Happiness was never mine to hold
Careful child, light the fuse and get away
‘Cause happiness throws a shower of sparks

Happiness damn near destroys you
Breaks your faith to pieces on the floor
So you tell yourself, that’s probably enough for now
Happiness has a violent roar

Happiness is like the old man told me
Look for it, but you’ll never find it all
But let it go, live your life and leave it
Then one day, wake up and she’ll be home
Home, home, home