Beautiful Tangent

Dog Head Out the Window That dog looked so happy.  I think the window was too far down and the dog could have jumped, but I guess the dog likes his life and has no reason to run.  Humans are the same I guess, we could run at any moment an opening presents itself, however some of us choose to stay and complain.  I’m not sure if the window is open enough for me to move, but since I am happy there is no reason to test the opening.  I mean I could open the window some more, but it would require work.

My House Plant One of the living things I have that I have not killed.  I only water it when it looks like it needs it.  It gets a bit droopy, so little water and 15 minutes later it is beautiful again.  Now a puppy I don’t think will be that easy.  In fact I only have one plant that is doing well.  I keep a reminder of a former plant by my bed to let me know that I am not ready for anything more serious.  This pot of dirt is probably not a good health choice to have by my bed, but I am too lazy to deal with it.  Yet another reason for no doggo...I’m still too lazy.

Ant Hill Staying on the sand theme, ant hills are beautifully amazing.  The hill itself is not that  pretty, but when you think of how it is constructed, it starts to mimic the pyramids.  The ants have to lift and place the sand just so, to insure their home is safe.  I only envision this happening because I saw the Antz movie.  That’s based on reality right?  Ants are little workers and can carry 3 times their weight.  I once got asked in a job interview which animal I would like to be and I chose an ant.  Hard working, individually can shoulder a heavy load, and thrives in a team environment.  I got the job.

Sand Castle If I go to Barbados with the team we are going to have a sand castle building contest.  I think that they are so cool and some can get so high and complex.  Professional sculptures like the ones that work with ice have to spend tons of time learning their craft.  Packing the sand just right requires a lot of knowledge.  Those that live in warmer, beach climates have an advantage.  I should start thinking about what I will build.  Oh, I’m excited...now to figure out if Barbados fits within my budget and vacation time allotment.

The Little Mermaid I saw her tattooed on someone, and while the tattoo was not beautiful I do think the little mermaid was.  The red hair, the big eyes,  Why Disney decided she was a redhead, I don’t know.  Perhaps because it would contrast really well with the underwater world, Sebastian the crab and the seagull (who’s name I forget).  The people at Disney are so creative.  They are also important in brainwashing young girls.  Your Prince Charming is out there and singing will make all right in the world.  Maybe I am cynical, but that is just how I see it.  Perhaps if I had red hair and a beautiful voice I would have a different opinion.

Horse (again) They have such a muscular build, so strong and innocent with their big eyes.  I don’t know if they like us riding them?  I guess we will never know.  There are times when they throw us off, which means at that particular moment, they did not care for the rider.  Understandably there was likely an incident that led to the toss.  Today I saw polo on TV and decided that it is stupid and no matter how much money I have, I will never partake.  I’m not sure that girls can, but since I don’t really like riding it’s a moot point.

Fresh Coat of Paint Anything but the same colour over again.  I mean paint is something that can “easily” be changed, so why do the same colour.  This is the reason why my second coat always sucks.  I rush it because I am no longer excited about the new colour.  I have no idea how painters paint white wall, after white wall.  I guess the pay is good?  I bet they also have better equipment than my dad.  I think I used the same brush six years ago.  I guess with 4 kids you save money where you can.  

Roller Coaster The trust we put into the engineers. The safety tests that have to be done before I get dropped from that height, with nothing but a lap belt to hold me in?  I don’t even think about that on the ride, it is only afterwards.  It helps that the line is an hour long and in that time no incidents have happened.  The loops and the steel combine to make a thing of beauty.  At night when they are lit up, it’s breathtaking.  For those that can’t or don’t do the extreme rides, they do not know what they are missing.  I would hate to have an uneasy stomach.  Would I risk it, for the thrill?  

My New Ring I’m not even a ring person, but saw this one and fell in love.  I needed it, didn’t care if it fit or not. It caught my eye and that was it.  I was at a silent auction so the money went to a good cause and the ring ended up on my finger.  Not sure where I will wear the ring, or if I will even remember I own it.  Did that the other day, when I remembered I bought a new pair of jeans 3 months ago.  Bought and totally forgot.  Guess I really didn’t need them did I?  However I will not forget this ring, too beautiful to forget and not wear.  Well maybe not to soccer tomorrow.

Flying Through the Clouds Clouds remind me of cotton candy and when I was flying today I wondered when the last time I had some.  I also wonder if my tooth hurt when I ate it because of the sweetness.  After I got off the plane and was driving home with my mom I mentioned cotton candy and she said my cousin had got some at the show they were at,  My cousin is 25 I believe.  Cotton Candy not just for kids.

U pside Down World Changing perspective makes what you think you know different.  You notice things you don’t normally, it makes you think about what else you could see if you just changed the way you looked.  This journal for example.  Most of these things would never have made me pause before, but now because of this new perspective, I’m looking for beauty.  Watching for it and more importantly remembering it as I go about my day.  I now recall some of these beautiful memories, when I need a reminder of the beauty of our world.  A world that swings around and throws us for a loop, but sometimes that loop untangles us.

Motorcycle Helmet This is along the same lines as a goalie mask.  They don’t need to be painted to their job, but people choose to have them represent their personalities.  I read a magazine that looked at the history of goalie masks and could not put it down.  The stories behind the designs and the details put into them.  The wearers are not simply hockey jocks but sensitive, funny, humble and quirky.  That is another thing I would like to do, paint goalie masks and motorcycle helmets.  How do I start this?

Race Car So tiny is the area the driver has to sit, I guess it is a profession for short people.  Similar requirements are needed to be a horse jockey.  These shorter people, especially males, have to look at this as a bright side to their “shortcomings”.  If they are successful at these jobs it can be very lucrative.  That being said I don’t think my future, rich husband will be short.  I’m attracted to taller guys, jockeys and race car driver need not apply.

  Lightning Both frightening and fascinating.  My Nonna said that thunder and lightning remind her of the war, a reference to bombs going off.  For that reason thunderstorms are not cozy to me.  If I sleep through them, great...but if I am not sleeping, I’m uneasy.  It’s not the actual storm that bothers me, but the thoughts of war that make me upset.  I wish war did not exist, so I wouldn't feel guilty about not living in one.  I’m free and I should remain humble to that fact.

Grass Clippings I see these and take a deep breath.  I love the smell of fresh cut lawn.  Living where I do, in a downtown condo this is not a smell I get a lot.  So imagine my joy when I saw the Body Shop had an essential oil for the home “Lawn”.  I bought it of course, only to realize that it was a car scent.  So now my car smells like grass.  Well only if I remember to plug in the light adapter diffuser.  I am afraid that I will forget to unplug it when I leave my car.  Since I already had one car go up in smoke, I don’t need another.  Insurance would start asking questions.

Posing for a Photo Saw someone standing and smiling in front of some monument when I was driving home today.  My original thought was “wow” I would have never thought about taking my picture there.  In fact I don’t think that in the year I have been driving this way home I have ever taken a second glance.  I have to work on my smile for photos.  I look old in all the ones I take.  Too many wrinkles when I smile full out.  I wish my face was fatter, as I lose weight I lose it in my face first, so I end up looking older, which sucks.  Time to find my angles.

Handwriting Not printing but handwriting (cursive).  It is flowing and feminine.  Well maybe not mine.  I don’t think guys write in cursive.  I really never pay attention, but since making this comment I will now. There are so many different fonts and more being developed as we speak...none of which are close to my writing.  If I ever get married and need to pick a font for invitations, I have no idea how to choose.  Can I leave that up to him?

 Hourglass Shape Some women pull off this shape without even trying.  They walk with confidence and embrace their curves.  I have boobs but no waist, so I wear a belt and try.  I don’t think there is a girl out there that is content with their body.  We are bombarded by “pretty” and convinced we need something we do not have to be beautiful.  Once we get that thing, there is something else...so the circle continues.  I don’t like the loop, but I chose to let it factor into my thoughts.  It is, however, what motivates me to go to the gym.

Streetcar Cable Web Yes they do obstruct the skyline, but the intersecting, crisscrossing system has a pattern that is anything but random.  Speaking of crisscross, what happened to that band?  After we “Jumped, Jumped”, what else if anything did they make us do?  I remember being really jealous of a friend who rode the elevator with them, while on a family trip to Florida.  See was so cool.

 Sidewalk Weed So determined to flourish.  The lack of dirt will not stop it.  When I saw the weed today, I decided that this image will be my go to when thinking something can’t be done.  The weed is also doing something no one wants to see.  We don’t like weeds, but they are important.  Why do weeds get a bad rap?  I’m going to think twice about pulling weeds, until I learn more about what harm they are doing.

 Road Construction Crew at Night So our days are less impacted, these people work at night. The lights of the machines flickering off my headlight glare as I drive past.  I can’t thank them enough for working as I sleep.  The world is a different place for these night workers.  The restaurant options are different, getting groceries after work might not be an option.  If you have a family with a different schedule you would hardly see them.  I think I would like to experience this lifestyle, however I’m doubtful I would like it.

  Blank page (again) I’m not just saying that because I failed to write the last few days, but a page could be anything.  It was also nice to take a break from having to write something.  Not that this is an obligation, but sometimes I just don’t feel like writing or in the last cases I was too drunk.  I feel sort of guilty for not writing, but didn’t lose sleep.

London Bridge The song comes to mind every time I see the bridge.  Since the Olympics have been on, the song has been on repeat in my head.  I know, lucky me.  The words don’t even make sense.  “London Bridge is falling down, my fair lady oh”.  What is the lady to do?  Why is the bridge falling?  Why is song upbeat, when the city’s symbol is crashing to pieces?  Who writes these songs?  Better still, who condones and promotes this morbid tune  Make is stop!