Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Real Life Emotions

nervous- unnaturally or acutely uneasy or apprehensive; to become nervous under stress.


stress- a specific response by the body to a stimulus, as fear or pain, that disturbs or interferes with the normal physiological equilibrium of an organism.


fear- a distressing emotion aroused by impending danger, evil, pain, etc., whether the threat is real or imagined, the feeling or condition of being afraid


pain- physical suffering or distress, as due to injury, illness, etc.


What do all of these words have in common other than they are all Real Life Emotions?

It's everything that I'm experiencing inside.


Today, I blocked out April 11th in my date book, and the 3 weeks that follow April 11th. April 11th will be surgery day, and the 3 weeks that follow will be the recovery time.


I will be having major surgery on my tailbone. It's something that I knew was going to have to be done, but I avoided it. Ignored it. Wished it away. Today, none of that was happening.


I find myself in an all too unfamiliar situation. I'm not good with surgery; I can comfort others going through it, but I'M NOT GOOD.


I'm nervous, scared, and stressed.

C-Wayne Gang vs Wild Hog


32 seconds to bag the hog.


respectable time.


but not quick enough to win a belt buckle.


there's always next year.


we'll be back!


video

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Outside My Window

The views from my window on Tuesday, March 22nd






sunrise on the atlantic ocean, virginia beach, va







the oversized plastic bag that stuck to the front of my car as i drove down I-64 East. All of the nice, concerned drivers in virginia felt the need to honk at me to inform me that the bag was stuck...as if i didn't see it fly out from under the car in front of me and the wrap itself around my grill???... no matter how hard i prayed that it would just hit the front of my car and bounce off... yea right!






the blue car in front of me is the guilty party who initially ran over the bag














cherry blossoms in full bloom










under water tunnel outside of norfolk, va








inside the tunnel



God truly blesses me with some of the most awesome views!





Monday, March 21, 2011

beaches, sushi, and.....rain

Happy first day of Spring!
This week finds me in Virginia Beach. It's the first time I've been back here since July of 2010. I'm staying in a hotel that allows me to look out over the Atlantic Ocean. Peaceful and beautiful!


Sugar white beaches, ocean for miles and miles, a few beach bunnies....and rain.

I went down to a lovely oceanside restaurant called Mahi Mahi's and dined on half priced oysters and sushi. It was delicious.

I couldn't help but have my face stuck to the window, admiring all of the people that were running, rollerblading, walking , skateboarding, and kissing with the ocean in the background.

I noticed two younger girls walking up from the beach and they only caught my eye because they were about 12 years old. I decided to watch them, mostly to see if there was any parental supervision around, but to see what they'd be up to next.
One of the girls was a little bit heavy and was trying to situate her tankini. Before I knew it, I was looking at this poor kids butt! Somewhere in the middle of pulling on her top, she grabbed the string to her bathingsuit bottom and untied it! As she struggled to cover herself up, her friend was doubled over laughing so hard she couldn't help. I found myself laughing to myself too! Although I do feel bad for laughing, it was a great end to days travels.


(sorry for the poor picture quality, but this is my view for the evening)

Thursday, March 3, 2011

My hearts in Africa

I recently spent 10 days in Kenya on a Mission Trip with Heart for Africa.


I've come to realize that I've left a huge piece of my heart in Africa.





The children of Tumaini Children's Home have it.





I'm certain that they are taking very good care of it.







They'll care for it until I can return.











Everyday, I'm reminded of the time I spent in Africa.

It's the memories of the accent they spoke with.

The way they latched onto me with complete and total love.

Being called Mora or Carlota...

Ahh, I long to be back there.