In the past few months I’ve lost 3 people in my life. My father to leukemia in October, my father in law to a heart attack in December, and yesterday, my beautiful 25 year old niece to a car accident. I wish I could feel anything other than what I am feeling right now…such an overwhelming sense of profound sorrow that it hurts. I feel sorrow not only for the loss of such a beautiful, talented and funny young woman, but also for my sister who lost her only daughter yesterday. In this time of grief, my only hope is that people do not preach to my family about their religious beliefs. I know there are many who will think that it is in the best interest of the person grieving to share their “spiritual wisdom” with that person, but that is not the case. A note to religious people: It comes off as rude, uncaring, and self serving when someone forces their beliefs on someone else, especially in a time of grief. So please…Just tell the person you care, that you are there if they need a hug, and show compassion without preaching. As someone who is not religious at all, nothing will make me close off to you more than preaching at me. That’s not me being rude or antagonistic, it’s me stating a fact. We live. We die. And right now, all I can say is this: Death sucks.
It snowed more than they said it would last night. I wish they’d get their facts straight.
The temperature is well below zero this morning. I hate the polar vortex.
I question the sanity of anyone who likes this weather.
I question the sanity of me for living here in the winter.
There are 56 days until the first day of spring. Yes, I’m counting.
Today I’m glad I work from home, because driving in the snow sucks.
Blogs are great for avoiding things you don’t want to do…like work.
Why can’t I win the lottery so I can be done with this work stuff forever? Oh right…I never play the lottery.
Two cups of coffee, and I still feel quite out of it. Hopefully the third cup will jump start my brain.
I’m an early riser. I always have been, and probably always will be. I come from a long line of early risers, so it’s pretty much in my blood. That’s why I usually blog at the crack of dawn. It’s the only time when the house is completely quiet and I have a moment to myself. Most mornings I sit here, in my jammies, hair uncombed and no makeup on, sipping a cup of coffee and staring mindlessly at the computer until something comes to me to write, which eventually something does. I think the reason I can write so easily in the morning is because I’m comfortable, there is no one to impress…just me, my thoughts and the computer. This got me thinking….I’m really glad I don’t video blog. If I did, I’d have to get dressed, fix my hair and put on a little makeup. I mean, really, who wants to watch a woman in her oversized pajamas with no makeup, rambling at a video camera and drinking coffee. Then there’s the whole what to say thing. When I’m writing, I feel comfortable partly because I don’t have to worry about anyone staring at me while I’m putting forth my randomness. If I sat in front of a webcam I’d be very self conscious and probably just sit there and stare at the camera and either giggle or say “uhhhhh” a lot. Once I did start speaking, I’d second guess my words and probably wind up screaming and throwing something at the camera. One thing I am certain of…I’d feel like a dork.
So rest assured, any videos you see here will be of music or of a comedian…not of me. That’s a promise.