Fall

Fall

I love it when you wake up and realize that fall has finally arrived. You’re laying in bed, and slowly open your eyes and attempt to take a breath through your nose...which you quickly realize is not an option, and remember that because of your clogged snout you were breathing through your mouth all night. Then on to step two….the mad dash to the hot shower so you don’t freeze your butt off in the cold air between your warm sheet and the hot H2O. Unless of course, you decide that you don’t really need to shower this morning, in which case you stay in bed an extra half-hour and then try to warm your cold clothes up with the blow dryer or by shoving them into the clothes dryer right before putting them on.

Yeah, that part is refreshing [smile]….the tormenting parts are those falls that shoot from “Mondays high’s in the mid to upper 80’s” to “Tuesday night’s low’s will be mid 30’s for the night, make sure to get an early start to scrape your widows tomorrow!” And of course the weather people are all perky like the general public actually wants to wake up the extra 15 minutes to scour our windshields from the white ice particles that prevent us from distinguishing the road from the sidewalk. Oh, but it doesn’t stop there…..the forecasters then let us in on the fact that not only will the temperatures go from 80’s on Monday to 50’s on Tuesday, but the rest of the week will do the SAME thing. So we end trying to figure out which is better: sweating in a warm winter fleece, or freezing in a short-sleeved blouse.

Yeah, I love fall….the changing colors of the leaves, the fact that I’m no longer expected to shave my legs, my dripping or stuffy nasal cavities, the altering sweating and freezing my body must undergo, the fact that it is vital to straighten my hair to prevent illness. [Sigh], I LOVE this time of year [smile].

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*maike rinaye*

step up, take the lead, shall we dance, dirty dancing....love it.

To dance is to live….or at least to live more enjoyably….salsa is still incredible and it’s great to know that we still got moves! This place in Indy is fantastic…seriously….chicks in free before 10, crowded dance floor, not really sketchy at all [sorta ritzy], and fabuloso dancing!

So this week…hip hop….2 weeks late, which sux…but [shrug]….better to start 2 weeks late, than to never start at all, right? [how many other clichés can I use?].

I have a job [finally a way to finance my life!]. This morning I actually got up and thought to myself “yay, tomorrow I have to go to work!”….and then I smiled at myself and hoped that I would be able to continue that for the majority of my life…here’s hoping!

God’s great…nope, better than that, he’s amazing. And I thank him for what he’s doing in my life, that’s for sure… good, bad…. easy, hard… enjoyable, bearable…..etc.

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*maike rinaye*

real life vs. television

I’m pretty sure that if Maury would come to our neighborhood he’d have an entire season’s worth of subject matter just from the people who live in our apartment complex. Crazy, huh? And really sad too.

Just this morning, we had the widows open and I was still laying in bed when I overheard a conversation that went something like: “...Anyone can be a father, just put your d*ck in some woman and there you go….but it takes a bigger man to be a daddy!” I prayed for her and for him. That’s one of those things that you will hear all the time on trashy shows like Maury and Montell and Jerry Springer…but in real life?! Right outside your window? Yeah, it’s crazy how real some television is for some people and how made up it is for others. It’s hard realizing that stuff really does happen and that it’s happening to people I have met and know.

Crazy.