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The Ugly Duckling, Part 2

*laughs*
Well, I'm not sure I can still really explain all the thoughts I've had about the ugly duckling story. When I was younger, I perceived it to be more about looks, and being patient, and that things would change (as in, I suppose you grew up and looked better). heydaya interpreted it recently as finding somewhere you fit in, which actually caused me a good deal of thought.

And what I thought was, what if you spend your whole life looking for only *one* place that you fit in? What if your ugly duckling phase was really a series of ugly ducklings, and you became a swan in more ways than one? What if we have pigeonholed ourselves into thinking that there is only one place you fit in, one place you belong, when instead there are more? How many swans never metamorphose from their ugly ducklings because they didn't think they were in a spot where they were supposed to be, so they moved on to a new spot? What if you spent your life waiting for your spot to come along, but it never did? What if you were too afraid to change? what if you were a swan all along, but you never realized it, because you didn't think you were supposed to be a swan for that particular spot?

I just threw out a lot of questions there. Maybe these don't have answers, and maybe they do.
I think everyone has more than one swan in them.
Discuss!
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Playing hooky when the car goes to shit

I played hooky from work today (even if I did patch in to read emails). Got in the car this morning, started off down the road, and it was vibrating. Badly. Stopped at the gas station at the intersection, looked at things, dithered, and decided to hell with it and went home. The Man played hooky too, and we took the car to the Honda place and then went and had a nice day.
Only to be ruined by the Honda place calling to say that I have about 3K worth of shit wrong with the car! 3 broken motor mounts, faulty wiring, some other stuff that has to do with gas flow control that I don't know what the hell it is. Timing mechanism. Augh!

So, the car is 8 years old and over a 100,000 miles on it. It's not like we weren't expecting some of this. But we were waiting until next year to buy a new one. So, VERY uncool news!

We're fixing the basics and hoping we can limp along until next year. Dammit.

At least it was a beautiful day and I got to eat fantastic Indian food.

Other than that, it sucked.
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Garage Sale Mania!

Today our community held a community garage sale. Which means, they put up the signs and if you want to participate, you can. So we did. Made a nice little haul! But more importantly, I was able to dispose of a good deal of clutter, which makes me very happy indeed!

It is so true that one man's trash is another man's treasure. Now don't get me wrong, because I am a fan of visiting garage sales myself (and buying at them as well). But honestly, some of the things that we sold just make you scratch your head. And some of the things we didn't sell surprised me, because I thought they *would* sell. Since we have a large Hispanic population, we get quite a few Hispanic visitors. What interests me is that most of them arrive driving $40-60,000 vehicles (I'm talking high dollar pickups and SUVs, predominately, including a few Cadillac Escalades!), but will stand and argue about taking a dollar off of a $3 item. Perhaps all those dollars they shave off allow them to buy nice vehicles, who knows? It's still sort of interesting.

Of course, my youngest promptly went down the street and blew her earnings on a high tech scooter, which was actually a good bargain for 10 bucks. I didn't dare visit any because my objective was to get rid of things, not acquire them! Some of the neighbors did, though, and I laughed when I saw them toting home new treasures.

All in all, a good day. beautiful weather. Spring has sprung!
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Quick update

*laughs*
Since it *is* my anniversary. I haven't forgotten about the vacay pics. I still can't get some of them off the computer to the other one (long story!). But, here is a couple until I can work on it more. Other than that, Spring is here in all its' glory and we've been more active outside, so less puter time for me. I didn't realize how quickly time passes, and how long it had been since I'd updated!
So, for all my friends who are inundated with snow, here is just a glimpse of some lovely tropical beaches. Enjoy, and I promise I will work more on this stupid puter problem!








dreaming girl

Happy Anniversary, sweetie!

We have been married for eleven years today. And what years they have been! We've been through some crazy, wonderful, joyous, horrible, sorrowful, peaceful, tempestuous times together. And through it all, we've weathered all the storms. With two hotheads like us, that's pretty amazing.
I love you sweetie. There is no one that compares to you. May we have many, many more.
bubble dreamer girl

La Vie en Rose

The Man and I just finished watching this movie. I can see why she received the Oscar--what an amazing performance! We didn't even mind that the movie was in French. I got to work on my very rusty French. I had always heard the song La Vie en Rose when Paris was mentioned (it's even in Ratatouille, a Disney movie!) but I never knew the name of it until tonite. When I looked up the lyrics, I realized why. What a beautiful, romantic song, perfect for the City of Love (yes, I know the technical nickname is the City of Light, but it will always be the City of Love for me, even though I'm pretty sure that might officially belong to Venice or someone else)

So, instead of Green Beer and the luck of the Irish, I leave you with the English Translation of La Vie en Rose.
*sighs dreamily*

Oh, and I am working on the picture thing--technical difficulties. Argh.

Hold me close and hold me fast
The magic spell you cast
This is la vie en rose
When you kiss me, Heaven sighs
And though I close my eyes
I see la vie en rose
When you press me to your heart
I'm in a world apart
A world where roses bloom
And when you speak
Angels sing from above
Every day words
Seem to turn into love songs
Give your heart and soul to me
And life will always be
La vie en rose
I thought that love was just a word
They sang about in songs I heard
It took your kisses to reveal
That I was wrong, and love is real
Hold me close and hold me fast
The magic spell you cast
This is la vie en rose
When you kiss me, Heaven sighs
And though I close my eyes
I see la vie en rose
When you press me to your heart
I'm in a world apart
A world where roses bloom
And when you speak
Angels sing from above
Every day words
Seem to turn into love songs
Give your heart and soul to me
And life will always be
La vie en rose
not silent, defiant

Argh!

I am technically cursed, retarded, whatever. I hate machines!

that is all. Oh, and some memage I stole from meathiel



You Belong in Paris



Stylish and expressive, you were meant for Paris.

The art, the fashion, the wine!

Whether you're enjoying the cafe life or a beautiful park...

You'll love living in the most chic place on earth.



Why does this result totally not surprise me?? I was born to live in Paris. Actually, I think I did, once.*

*yep, past life stuff! *grins*
lovely tree

I'm baaaaack!

Well, we are home. what a blissful, wonderful trip. St. Thomas was fantastic! As was St. John, and Jost Van Dyck, etc etc. I will update more later, as I am trying to get my pics downloaded and am frustrated by apparent technical difficulties.