If you are of the normal human-being population, we've all found ourselves in situations where someone completely obliterated the light within us: ultimate rejection...... resulting in secret hopes of one day: sweet victory.
Well, here's to an absolutely true story we can all secretly relate to and wholeheartedly celebrate with. Whether this finds you happily single, recently broken hearted, securely married, hot on the pursuit, or perfectly ..... you ... cuddle close and soak up this award winning true life victory.....a story not my own.........
The dreaded Ex just walked in. Due to your reagnited glow they instantly spot you from amongst the crowd. For some strange-incomprehensible reason they think they still own the seat directly next to you.... the one they threw away.
While engaging in directionless conversation with the Ex, the new and improved 'love' maneuvers their way over. In all his grand and unquestionable glory announces without a shadow to doubt, "Ummm, can you move over!!!"........ in such a way that all girls around raise their hands and sing praises to the highest!!! The new and improved has no idea who this seat-snatcher is; totally oblivious to the sweet victory he just awarded!!!
The staunchy Ex is totally blind-sighted, shaken from the sudden blow off the enticing spot he once occupied but now has to surrender. He moves over in complete disbelief. Only he is not the only person bewildered. In your heart as he moves, you know that even 'Sex and the City' could not have drawn up a better scene. No pre-arranged setup, not a result of bitter rage, no intentional hurting of feelings, but just the laws of....... happenstance.
As the camera zooms out and the lights begin to fade, in this moment, the Ex ends up scooching over next to your best friend who offers painfully discrete details as to who this new dream is. The Ex remains rigid on the edge of their seat sulking in defeat. Your eyes glimmer as you nestle back into the hunky arms of your new 'love'.
Here's to happenstance!
Thursday, June 30, 2005
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Need to lose weight, join our table......
Another day out to lunch... and no regrets after nibbling on Nonna's bread..... in my chosen company I am constantly absorbed in the best form of workout..... whole-hearted laughter. I am blessed in that each summer day I pout my way into the windowless office but undoubtedly leave a far brighter person and one step closer to my goal of a six pack!
Though I find the simplest of things drastically beautiful, the girls I work with not only exude it, but define it. These girls just so happen to be in my selective circle of soul-friends.... our friendship is drastically beautiful.
My assistant refers to us as the 'Sorority Sisters'... as a result of the overwhelming laughter that floats from our world and into the office all day long. We hold morning meetings to recap our exciting nights, solve each ones immediate travesties, compliment the most recent purchases, and discuss the latest world developments in the most non-dramatic ways of course.
The glittering light and unmatched energy that radiates from one is perfectly balanced by the elegant maturity and whitty repartee from the other. I somehow fit smack in the middle resulting in Triple Trouble.
Today, much like every day, stories from the past were flowing much like our tears! Out to lunch, we were surrounded by stuffy suits, intimate lunch-takers, and upright servers.... however nothing could hinder our uncontrollable laughter as character building memories were shared. It seems that everywhere we go, whether we're sharing or experiencing..... we walk right into new hilarious stories with no anticipation.
So, though working out is vital, if you need to lose weight and see a table full of boisterous beauties, I am undoubtedly out to lunch with exquisite entertainment.... and by all means, join our table. But two words of caution, there will be no dry eyes and a guarantee of extreme stomach soreness to follow.
How ironic that just yesterday I was researching health news and yet again the idea of laughter not only being good for the soul but now is great for the waisteline splashed across my screen. Well, we three are well on our way to long, healthy, skinny lives!
Though I find the simplest of things drastically beautiful, the girls I work with not only exude it, but define it. These girls just so happen to be in my selective circle of soul-friends.... our friendship is drastically beautiful.
My assistant refers to us as the 'Sorority Sisters'... as a result of the overwhelming laughter that floats from our world and into the office all day long. We hold morning meetings to recap our exciting nights, solve each ones immediate travesties, compliment the most recent purchases, and discuss the latest world developments in the most non-dramatic ways of course.
The glittering light and unmatched energy that radiates from one is perfectly balanced by the elegant maturity and whitty repartee from the other. I somehow fit smack in the middle resulting in Triple Trouble.
Today, much like every day, stories from the past were flowing much like our tears! Out to lunch, we were surrounded by stuffy suits, intimate lunch-takers, and upright servers.... however nothing could hinder our uncontrollable laughter as character building memories were shared. It seems that everywhere we go, whether we're sharing or experiencing..... we walk right into new hilarious stories with no anticipation.
So, though working out is vital, if you need to lose weight and see a table full of boisterous beauties, I am undoubtedly out to lunch with exquisite entertainment.... and by all means, join our table. But two words of caution, there will be no dry eyes and a guarantee of extreme stomach soreness to follow.
How ironic that just yesterday I was researching health news and yet again the idea of laughter not only being good for the soul but now is great for the waisteline splashed across my screen. Well, we three are well on our way to long, healthy, skinny lives!
Friday, June 10, 2005
Office Talk
Reiner: Just a reminder, I will be out the majority of Tuesday and all day Wednesday. Thanks!
Assistant: No!!!!
Reiner: No...... ???? I'm hungry.... will you get me something to eat?
Assistant: What?!?!?! OK I get it! Ask the fat chick if she's got food. She must have a stash some where. Probably keeps a fruit cake in her purse at all times!....Maybe she has a rotisserie chicken in her pants pocket!... You know I store food in my cheeks for just these occasions.
Reiner: You kill me.... YOU ABSOLUTELY KILL ME! Angie.... never mind about the food.... thinking of eating food that has sat in your cheeks.... well, I guess it would depend on how long it had sat there. I'm pretty hungry.
Assistant: Does it matter which cheeks?
...... dead cyber air ......
Assistant: No!!!!
Reiner: No...... ???? I'm hungry.... will you get me something to eat?
Assistant: What?!?!?! OK I get it! Ask the fat chick if she's got food. She must have a stash some where. Probably keeps a fruit cake in her purse at all times!....Maybe she has a rotisserie chicken in her pants pocket!... You know I store food in my cheeks for just these occasions.
Reiner: You kill me.... YOU ABSOLUTELY KILL ME! Angie.... never mind about the food.... thinking of eating food that has sat in your cheeks.... well, I guess it would depend on how long it had sat there. I'm pretty hungry.
Assistant: Does it matter which cheeks?
...... dead cyber air ......
Thursday, June 09, 2005
Fashionably Flawed
On one of my routine escapes from the office, I witnessed a tragedy in the fashion world. I swung by the Myriad Gardens soaking up the perfect green scene, enjoying the blue sky through my open sun roof and
grove' in to Maroon 5.... all that went to waste-side as I passed by a serious cry for help.
This woman.... this precious oblivious thing.... was walking across the main street wearing nothing more than a rusty old pair of running shoes, an oversized t-shirt, and what looked to be a pair of red underwear glowing from the short hemline of her shirt. A double take- this time with sun glasses removed- just to make sure it was a true vision of..... unfortunate boldness?????!!!!! Indeed. Red full-coverage granny-panties for all to see.
What happened to her missing pants....... should I have offered her the very clothes I was wearing.... I would rather endure the public attention of revealing my scanty secret apparel than let this little woman walk bottomless through the streets.
Downtown- you just never know what you're going to get........
grove' in to Maroon 5.... all that went to waste-side as I passed by a serious cry for help.
This woman.... this precious oblivious thing.... was walking across the main street wearing nothing more than a rusty old pair of running shoes, an oversized t-shirt, and what looked to be a pair of red underwear glowing from the short hemline of her shirt. A double take- this time with sun glasses removed- just to make sure it was a true vision of..... unfortunate boldness?????!!!!! Indeed. Red full-coverage granny-panties for all to see.
What happened to her missing pants....... should I have offered her the very clothes I was wearing.... I would rather endure the public attention of revealing my scanty secret apparel than let this little woman walk bottomless through the streets.
Downtown- you just never know what you're going to get........
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