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Thursday
Dec182008

Still.

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I was looking through some photos I took with my new camera - and realizing that I have yet to put any of my latest photography on display - thought this was a good place to start... after all - it reflects how i'm feeling at the moment... randomly placed, slightly scattered, almost there - but not, a bit solemn... and finally, still.  Everything right now is... still.

:: Four more posts until the 100th post! ::

Tuesday
Dec162008

Tick Tock... What's up With the Clock?

Always interesting when I take myself out of girlfriend mode (which was not always so easy for me to do), and have an open conversation with my boyfriend about the venus / mars epidemic.  We were talking about this metaphorical "clock" that women are said to have when our insides start tingling... and we hear wedding bells and smell baby powder.  While I am convinced that I am timeless (metaphorically and literally), I do understand the notion of the clock... so I tried to duke it out for the women. It seems as if there is this stigma -- a scarlet letter or sorts -- associated with the "clock."  Men duck corners, and avoid big conversations for fear that the clock conversation is on the horizon.  Granted - alot of women get real bootleg with this notion, and in an act of desperation, give us classy women a bad name.... but in the end... we are women, and we can't control it.  God created us as loving, emotional creatures... and to bear children.  So it's only natural that we start to get the "itis" after a certain age... right? I guess.  For me - I think I have a different take.  Don't get me wrong, I fantasize about the perfect wedding, to the perfect man, on the perfect day.. .etc.  I stop at the magazine racks and look through wedding books... and I am in love with kids.  However - I don't associate that to a time persay.  I know I want it to happen... but since I have only one chance on this earth to get it right... I am okay with taking my time until I do.  Otherwise it isn't meant to be... Another caveat I will add - is that when I do find the right person, and I am convinced he is the one... my clock will likely start ticking.  But until then... I am on an indefinite snooze...
Monday
Dec082008

My Pretty Fine Clemetine...

Clementines.... mmmh. They are such a tasty treat aren't they? Unfortunately, these little fruitful blessings are highly seasonal - and are only sold for a couple months of the year. I do have a point, I promise... So we have this design brainstorm at work today, and my designer, though a little tardy, shows up with a bag of clementines. Uniquely thoughtful eh? As I handed out the napkins for some pre-meeting tastiness, my manager confessed to having never had a clementine! I know, pretty unbelievable right? Well, it gets worse... a fellow blogger (who is awesome) was using one of the office computers witnessed this monumental moment, and also confessed to never having a clementine! Can you believe it? Here we are, in a country where we can enjoy the fine delicacy that is a clementine for a couple months of the year, yet and still, we neglect to take advantage of it. Kind of a recurring theme in this society huh? Not taking of advantage of the little clementine's we come across. Needless to say, Steph (my manager) and DeDe (the awesome blogger) had their first clementine experience today - and I am proud to say, I was there to bear witness. They now know the beauty that is a clementine, and never again, will they let a season pass without partaking in the experience...
Tuesday
Nov252008

Nathaniels Sweetest November...

I guess around May - I started to write letters to my best friends unborn child on my blog. I wrote about 8 letters - usually about random things... printed them all out, and included them in a "scrapbook of sorts" that I gave her for her baby shower (not a Lu - like scrapbook, that's a little over my head). Anyhoo... in addition to writing letters, I have also had the sublime opportunity of enjoying her pregnancy, without enduring the physical elements... I got to watch her belly grow, I got to shop for clothes and toys, I got to put together a crib, and look at sonagram pictures... I even got to go to a birthing class (now that was a cool experience!!). But most importantly, I got to anxiously await the day when one of the most important people in my life - gave birth to what will become the most important thing in her life. And the day has come. Or rather... is coming. Tomorrow.... and I get to be there to greet him. Tomorrow, the world will be blessed with a little boy that will have the biggest heart, an amazing spirit, and a strength never seen before. I know this because he's surely going to take after his auntie mommy. He will likely get her randomness and her gas problems as well ... but a small price to pay. But in all seriousness - an amazing, strong, and selfless lady will give birth to an amazing gift. Tomorrow, the rest of the world will meet Nathaniel... and Nathaniel will meet the rest of the world. He has rocked his mommy's world for the last 9 months - and it's time to be introduced to the man behind the madness. He has an interesting life ahead of him for sure... and let tomorrow mark day one. I am absolutely beside myself with emotion - and I can't wait to meet the newest addition to my heart. Just thought you should know...
Wednesday
Nov192008

The Human Pee Effect

I know - sounds disgusting right? Well hear me out. So this morning, my boyfriend woke up... got out of bed only to step in a cold little puddle, left by the other boy in my life, my pup. Side note: Prior to hopping out of bed, we were wondering why my dog chose to sleep under the bed last night, I figured it was because he was cold-- it all became clear a few moments later. I mentioned to my human boy - that Alex, my doggie boy, was just marking his territory, and was basically trying to send a message. It his nature. This of course, sparked an interesting conversation. Without getting into detail, we started to ponder a world where humans went around peeing on things they deemed theirs. The last seat on a bus, an attractive man/woman, the last slice of pizza.... you get the point. While it would probably have a slightly adverse effect in the human world, than it does in the doggie world, it made for a stimulating conversation, over Aquafresh, flat irons, and face wash. I would guess that the term "pissing contest" came from this notion of "territory," brought to us by man's best friend. The Urban Dictionary defines it as: Two or more parties simply attempting to out-do one another, not for the sake of truly believing in their cause, but just to win in order to gain some kind of power, honour, or reward of some kind.. All that to say - in my mission to find a location for my business, the Pee Effect is metaphorically taking shape. I am truly about to roll up my sleeves, and get down and dirty with this process, in an effort to get what I deem to be mine. But not just for the sake of saying I did it, but because I truly believe in my passion, and finally feel like i'm on the right path. While I might not go pulling down my underpants and pee on a Realtor, or a commercial loft I see in my desired location -- I will have to claim it... and follow my own mantra of seizing the moment.