Thursday, July 27, 2006

Pondering.....

So now the big news is Lance Bass "came out." Why is this news worthy? Is it because he's a "celebrity" of sorts? I personally could give 2 cents about Lance's sexual orientation. If he's found love, good for him!
Hmmmm I'm wondering how many folks would be grabbing the lastest People magazine if the front page said "Cindy comes clean. Yes it's true! She admits she is a hetero!"

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Peace.....

Every morning on my way down 840, I pass a rather large pond on the right side of the highway. It always looks so calm and peaceful. Every now and again there will be a couple of ducks out there, but usually the surface is smooth as glass.
I often think how nice it would be to sit out there on the bank early in the morning or at dusk with an old zebco rod & reel, casting out into those quiet waters, caring nothing about actually catching anything. Just going through the motions. Hearing the "whir" of 10lb test as it flies through the air...then the slow clicking as you feel the lure resist the water. Am I a fisherman? Heck no. I care nothing about catching fish. But the serenity that comes with casting your cares upon the water...now that's another story :)

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Shut up and take your whoopin!

Once again, Mindy McCready is in the news. Trial time don't ya know. Now it's cries that the police pulled her over to harrass her, not because she was driving poorly. She was in 6 inch heels, so when she removed them to take the sobriety test, her pants were too long and interfering and the rocks hurt her feet, so naturally she couldn't walk a straight line. Who could under those conditions? What was that officer thinking????

Trust me, if this gal was pulled over, I would have rolled my pants up and sucked it up no matter how damned tender my feet were to ensure that I walked a straight damned line if I were sober.

I know...there are always two sides. I'm sure she's a lovely person. But all signs point to guilty on this one. Why must blame always be cast everywhere but the rightful spot? No comeuppance.

Saturday, July 15, 2006

Good Ol' Summertime....

What is it about summer that makes me think of my childhood? Those hot afternoons where all us kids piled in the back of Grandma & Grandpa's old green Chevy pickup and headed to the creek. Beautiful crystal clear water that would take your breath away from being ice cold. The brave ones would dive in and get it over with while the wimpy ones would slowly inch our way painfully in until we were immersed. Once everyone was wet, the fun began! We'd swim and splash and dive and chase crawdads and minnows until we were exhausted. Sometimes Grandpa would try to fish upstream a bit, and every now and then caught one, which he'd release. When it was time to go, we'd pile back in the truck and head down the road. Good times. Thoughts that still bring a smile to my face and a warmth to my heart.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

In the garden of good and evil......

I've been contemplating this post most of the day. As a living, breathing, caring, spiritual individual, I try to be "good." I'm laidback, have a great sense of humor and most things slide off me like water off a duck's back. I do my best not to wrong my fellow man, and should I slip, I do my best to recover the wrong doing. Thankfully these intances are few and very far between.

However, these past couple of days I've been privy to some "goings ons" that are anything but good. In my world, what comes around goes around. You know...the karma thing. However, in this instance, what goes around keeps going around and though it is wrong in all senses of the word, it's going unpunished. This is frustrating the fire out of me!! I was so disturbed last night that I finally said "Okay God, you gotta take this because I can't worry about it anymore."

I just don't understand it. Why do people do underhanded things? Do they no longer have a conscience? Do they not believe that the wrong you do today will bite you in the ass tomorrow? Got news for you folks...it happens some time, some place, when you least expect it.

Friday, July 07, 2006

You know it's going to be a good day when....

I headed out the door this morning, just looking forward to getting the day over. Know what I mean? It's Friday. Just getting in the car when I look over at my neighbor's yard and there sits the cutest little black & white puppy I have ever seen! It looks to be Pit and it is looking at me like "well? say something!" So immediately I start cooing "Ohhhhhh you are sooooo cute" among other feel good puppy speak. He is wiggling all over and the tail is going like crazy. Now I can't wait to get back home to see if he's out. Smiles all around.

I then pulled into the corner Mapco to get gas. The pump would not read my debit card. This is crazy. It's a brand new pump for crying out loud! So I go in and there is a man at the register trying to pay with his debit card. Long story short, we stood there for some time and the line greatly lengthened because the cashier had to manually charge his card. Thankfully mine was fine when it was at last my turn. Now this minor irritation had thrown a wrench in my morning. Everything was going smoothly, but now I was running a tad bit behind. Current mood....grrrrrr.

I pulled on the interstate and, of course, had to wait at the light. There was a red jeep in front of me with the back opened so that the air was free flowing. I saw the driver look in the passenger seat for a moment and I assumed he had his child with him.....when all of a sudden....this beautiful big sweetie turned around and smiled at me!! A tail wagger!!!

What is it about dogs that is so calming? I can be in the worst of moods and see a tail wagger and all my troubles melt away completely. Immediate happiness. I no longer have my Big Sweetie. He's currently having a large time in Doggie Heaven. However, when I need a fix, I have visitation rights with the four legged wonders of various friends. There's Gaston....the cornbread jonesing cocker....Sasha....the bitchy but loveable dalmation mix....Debo....the goofy pit often referred to as "big dumb doggie" and max....5 lbs. of spoiled rotten yorkie. I'm Aunt Cindy to all of these canines and they know behond a shadow of a doubt when I'm around, they're going to get loads of doggie love. It's just the best :)

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

It's a funky kind of day....

It was a "Play that Funky Music White Boy" drive in this morning. Yes, it's Wednesday with all the characteristics of Monday after a long weekend. I figured what better way to up my mood than to play the funk on the drive in. Now normally I listen to country, but this day called for something else. The harder the rain came down, the louder the volume crept up. For all intents and purposes, it worked. I'm in a fairly decent mood.

I had a wonderful weekend. I didn't do anything overtly exciting, but the escape was fantastic! Saturday I returned Jes to her father and sister. A friend of hers caught a ride back with us. I was excited, because I figured two 14 year old girls would chatter and keep me alert. Boy did I miss the mark on that one! Headphones on...music up...let the snoring begin! I dropped them off in Memphis and headed home with a huge pit in my stomach. The same one I get every time my kids "go home." I don't think I will ever be rid of that feeling.

Sunday and Monday afternoons were spent at the pool with a friend of mine, baking in the sun. Man it was hot out! The cool water felt wonderful against hot skin. There were twin boys there with their grandmother on Monday. They looked to be around 5 or 6. The name of the game was "CANNONBALLLLLLL!!!" I got tired just watching them! They were so cute and lots of fun to watch. They made me remember all the times I had at the pool and lake with my cousins when I was little. Great memories....

Monday evening I met of friend of mine face to face for the first time We've known each other for 4 years. It was very special and that's all I will say for now on that subject.
Last night I was invited to partake in burgers and hot dogs and all the trimmings with friends. I have such wonderful friends. We're more like family than anything. It was a great time!

And now? Well now I'm trying to figure out how to make this day an adventure! I'll keep you posted on how that turns out :)