Is it time for vacation yet?

3 1/2 weeks after coming back from Cabo San Lucas I'm ready to go on vacation again. I guess that's because it's saturday night, and I'm at work dealing with psychos on my weekend off. Yep, you read that right. It's my weekend off yet I'm here on a Saturday dealing with psycho people. It's all good, because as it turns out this is overtime for me, but at the same time. Even my overtime payrate doesn't compensate for the madness that usually ensues when I come into work on a Saturday. Yesterday, friday was hellacious enough that I don't really think I needed to come in to endure the madness today, but alas I was helping a friend out. Sometimes I think I should have my head examined for helping people out. I came in today as a favor to someone and I can't help but feel like I'm being stabbed in the back. Oh well, as Alanis would say, "You live, you learn..." I'm beyond ready for my trip to LA.

Wrong Number...

Don't you just hate it when people call you and they've got the wrong number? It's a nuisance to most, but to nightshift workers it's especially horrible. You're sleeping during the day to keep yourself from falling asleep when you're at work and the rest of the world is sleeping and you're having to deal with people dialing the wrong number. I can handle an isolated incident every now and then, but when they hang up and call right back several times as if the number has magically changed that drives me nutso. Thus I will try to survive tonight with less sleep since I had a 'wrong number' dialing me today. ARGH...

"Hakuna Matata"

Okay, so I'm not quite sure if that's the spelling of the phrase Timon and Pumba coined, but it seems to apply to life in general. Since it's the summer it is my new phrase of choice. Supposedly, it means "no worries." I think it's a good phrase and following Kristy and I going to see the Lion King last night it now applies to everything. I think it's just easier than stressing out over something you can't really control anyways. Whoo...Hakuna Matata...I'm glad I don't have to go to work tonight though, because then I'd truly have to see if this way of thinking actually works or if it's just my mantra of the moment.

"Hakuna Matata"

Okay, so I'm not quite sure if that's the spelling of the phrase Timon and Pumba coined, but it seems to apply to life in general. Since it's the summer it is my new phrase of choice. Supposedly, it means "no worries." I think it's a good phrase and following Kristy and I going to see the Lion King last night it now applies to everything. I think it's just easier than stressing out over something you can't really control anyways. Whoo...Hakuna Matata...I'm glad I don't have to go to work tonight though, because then I'd truly have to see if this way of thinking actually works or if it's just my mantra of the moment.

"Crazy"

Ever have one of those days where everything you're feeling and/or going through can be summarized by a song. Maybe not some "popular" song that's playing on the radio right now, but something that sticks to you and speaks to you at some particular moment that could be from even before you were born. Today I feel like "Crazy" sung by Patsy Cline sums up many of the emotions that I've been going through over the past couple of weeks. Maybe it's hormones or maybe it's the misalignment of some planets or something or other or maybe it's just a mood. I guess that's one of the luxuries we have about being human. Moods are allowed. Granted excessive deviations in mood are usually not tolerated well, but on the whole moods can change and while people may feel there is a deviation from the norm you're allowed to run the gambit of emotions before someone says something. So maybe now and then it's not all wrong to feel a little "Patsy Cline Crazy." I guess as long as you don't take it out on everyone around you or commit to something too serious it's all good. Well, I guess this "CRAZY" better be getting ready to go to work.

Expectations

Webster defines this as "Eager anticipation."

With that being said...Sometimes expectations are the fuel to our fires. We expect to get a new job and it drives us to work harder to make a better impression. We expect to finish school so we do it without questioning and then when it's over there's a sense of loss and longing to go back to what we had before. I think the same is true in relationships. We set forth expectations that "society" has put forth for us of how a relationship should "feel," and how roles should be played out by members in the relationship only to be thwarted by reality. When reality comes into play the expectations have to be thrown out the window, and sometimes it's the exact throwing of the expectations out the window that leads one to dissapointment of further expectations.

It's true for all relationships...friendships, lovers, family members, and even those that you've known all your life that don't fall into any of the above categories. I guess the point of sanity is when you can balance yourself between the expectations and reality. It's a constant process and the only way to continue through it is to truly throw expectations out the window and just attempt to live. One day at a time...one foot in front of the other and keep going. No matter what life throws at you or how often you want to throw your hands up in the air and scream bloody murder. Just don't become so jaded towards expectations that you forget to love and love with your whole heart. Love your friends, love your neighbors, love your family and most of all love yourself because without it you might forget all about expectations.

Happy Anniversary!

My favorite "new parents" are celebrating their 4 year anniversary today. Happy Anniversary !!! Here's another picture of the "happy family" only hours after Ms. Victoria was born.

She's Here...

My newest "niece" is here. Baby Victoria came early on Friday. We're all very glad that she's here. Well, I'd be more glad if she were here in Houston, but LA will do for now. Can't wait to go and see her.