Monthly Archives: July 2008

playlist 4 …

Another short list with a hidden theme – surprised? Enya is music therapy for me, relieving any stress I could have. Both Beth Orton and Heather Nova take me back to college days, and Walking on Sunshine makes me dance every time! Finally, Rusted Root rounds out the list, because no playlist is complete without them! If there’s anything on this list that’s new to you, try it! Oh, and let me know how it goes!



Song Title … Artist … Album
01. I Wish I Never Saw the Sunshine … Beth Orton … Pass in Time
02. A Cold Wind Blows Through Your Door … Bill Ricchini … Grey’s Anatomy, Vol. 3
03. Storms in Africa … Enya … Paint the Sky with Stars
04. A Day Without Rain … Enya … A Day Without Rain
05. The Thunder Rolls … Garth Brooks … Double Live
06. London Rain … Heather Nova … Siren
07. Rain on a Tin Roof … Julie Roberts … Julie Roberts
08. Walking on Sunshine … Katrina & the Waves … Anthology
09. Lightning Crashes … Live … Throwing Copper
10. Make This Go On Forever … Snow Patrol … Eyes Open
11. Artificial Winter … Rusted Root … Cruel Sun
12. Rain … Rusted Root … When I Woke


this is my life … key west ’08

I keep telling myself, “This is my life … this is my life.”

My dad and I became SCUBA certified in February of this year on the fabulous island of Grand Cayman. 10 dives over a 3-day period had both of us longing for our next dive trip just as the return plane touched down at Reagan National Airport. After some thinking, we decided on Key West – somewhere with a reasonably short flight, domestic so our unpassported family members can join us, and most of all, lots of clear blue w-a-t-e-r!


The end of May couldn’t come fast enough. There were 6 weeks to plan this getaway, and I had everything done in less than 2 weeks. Now that’s excitement!

In the meantime, our 6 person trip was reduced to 4 … mom elected to be the Daisy-sitter this time, and April had just gotten out of the hospital, so there was no chance she was going.


So the time finally arrived, and from the start, I realized this would be 5 days of bliss. We stayed at a friend’s house on the island, and honestly, this place could not have been any nicer. He’s a neighbor to Jimmy Buffett, if that gives you any idea. Seriously. Of course, he’s only seen him once and never met him, and we couldn’t even figure out which house was his, so that part of the trip was sadly uneventful. Believe me, I wanted to meet the man! Maybe next time?

The diving in Key West was amazing. With our cert dives out of the way and the comfort factor on our side, we were totally at ease and able to take it all in … and I mean take it ALL in. Several nurse sharks, countless lobster, tarpon, barracuda and stoplight parrotfish. Our night dive introduced us to a couple of spotted eels and an amazing experience of phosphorescence.

In addition to diving, and as recommended by our host, we booked a fishing and snorkeling trip with Captain Chuck while we were there. Captain Chuck was awesome, as was the snorkeling and fishing. But here’s where things get interesting.

We head out on Captain Chuck’s boat and reach our first snorkeling destination, Marker 32. While in the water, we catch up with a sea turtle who’s in the mood for some fun. We all spend about 5 minutes with this guy, as Captain Chuck and I are swimming around him, freediving down to take pictures, and just following his lead. It was so fun! We saw lots of lobster and plenty of different species of fish. This was Alli’s first snorkeling experience, and after getting over the nervousness, she loved it! Justin on the other hand, found that his stomach didn’t agree with the saltwater. Needless to say, it was not pretty.


Following our first snorkeling adventure, we headed to The Haystacks to do some fishing. We tried preparing an enticing meal for a barracuda that was making the underside of the boat his home, but he was far too smart for our tricks. All we ended up with were some yellowtail snapper that we had planned to feed to the tarpon back at the marina.


Fishing was followed by more great snorkel time, and by now, we had over 100 pictures, several of them just great! Captain Chuck took us back to the marina, and we had planned to meet him over at the fish cleaning station – it’s where the tarpon hang out. They’re amazing down there – they jump clear out of the water to catch the guts thrown over by the fishermen. Oh, and did I mention they’re 300+ pounds and oh, maybe 8 feet long!? Awesome! We get down there with three fish, so I told dad, Alli and Justin to feed the fish while I take pictures. Dad fed the first fish, followed by Alli, who more or less threw the snapper to the tarpon. Justin was up next, but before it was his turn, Captain Chuck suggested I hold the camera underwater and video Justin feeding the fish. Awesome idea! He added a word of caution, however – keep the camera close to the dock. Okay, no problem.

We get the camera set on video mode, and I attach the lanyard tightly around my wrist and hold on to the camera. Once we’re ready, Justin feeds the tarpon. Well, not two seconds after the tarpon eats the snapper, another HUGE tarpon eats the camera right off my wrist!!! No joke! Yeah, it scared the s**t out of me! I’m lucky he didn’t eat me! Remember, these things are 300 lbs. and HUGE.


We were told that they sometimes spit them up … they obviously can’t digest them! The marina manager was going to arrange for a search by their diver. That unfortunately came up short … no camera. We offered him a reward, and left him with contact information. A week later … no camera.

Two weeks later … guess what!? I get an e-mail with a picture that looks an awful lot like the barracuda hanging out under the boat on our snorkeling/fishing adventure. Wait a minute … it is! The camera, though now useless and terribly corroded, has been returned, and the pictures are back! Sweet!

Welcome to my life … always an adventure!

moments …

Isn’t it awesome when you capture something special and unique at just the right moment? We all have them from time to time, so today, I’m celebrating a few that are near and dear to me. Here are some recent ones, in no particular order …

#1 … This is my very dear buddy, Mr. Bee. He was hanging out on the trash inside an open trash bag; I discovered him after I got home from work. It took a little bit of coaxing, but he moved over from the cardboard he was on to the bubble wrap. We had a blast together!

#2 … Aah, the wonder of a sprinkler!
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#3 … Yes, there is danger in me driving and having a camera nearby. On our way to Georgia, I balanced the camera on the wheel and ended up with this!

#4 … My two amazing nephews! I love this one because first of all, these two are too stinkin’ cute! On a more serious note, there’s movement, action and great expression!
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#5 … Pop! On our way back from a 4th of July trip to Pittsburgh, I occupied myself by taking pictures of anything and everything. That included this one of my husband blowing a bubble with his gum! Poor guy; I know I torture him with the camera.
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word of the week: (just catching up)

For several weeks now, my husband has been coming up with a word of the week. I don’t know about you, but I’m always up for learning more. These aren’t necessarily words we don’t know, but those we find we don’t use often enough. I’m forgetting some, but here’s what we’ve got to work with so far …


07.14 … juxtaposition: [n: juhk-stuh-puhzishuhn]
Close together or side-by-side.

06.16 … phosphorescence: [n: fos-fuhresuhns]
Luminosity following exposure to light or other radiation.
I personally loved this word of the week because I’ve been a part of creating phosphorescence. Night dives are the best, and typically, the divemaster has all divers kneel on a patch of sand and turn off their lights. Divers then wave their arms and the phosphorescence “light show” that follows is amazing! It occurs from plankton organisms giving off bioluminescence when disturbed, and subsequently, glowing blue particles can be seen moving throughout the water. Incredible!

06.09 … consist: [n: kon-sist]
The rolling stock, without the locomotive, making up a train.

06.02 … technocracy: [n: tek-nok-ruh-see]
A government controlled by scientists, engineers and technical experts.

how hard is it? .:|:.~ reflection 1 ~.:|:.

Now that I’m on a roll, I’m sure this will be one of many, “how hard is it” reflections.

I’m a busy person. I work a full-time job, am wrapping up my master’s degree, and have more hobbies than I know what to do with at this point. I don’t have time to waste, and I’m extremely conscious of that fact.

voodooChanging directions. When you go to any type of medical office, why is it that 9 times out of 10, you have to wait? I had an appointment this morning, one that was supposed to be a quick, “Let’s make sure the new contacts are cool and you’re on you’re way,” type of appointment. I took the first available because I couldn’t see s**t, so the sooner, the better.

I leave work, having planned just enough time. I arrive promptly at 9:45 am, and am told to have a seat in the waiting room and he’d be with me shortly. In hindsight, I need to change my definition of shortly if these people were right!

Shortly after I sit down, I hear my name in the background. The more I listen, I realize they’ve lost my chart! Oh, for the love of Pete! There goes all time consciousness … right out the daggone window! This was supposed to be half an hour, max.

I’ll spare you the details, but after an hour, they found my chart, and an hour and a half later, I was walking out the door. Through all of the “missing chart” chaos, no one told me what was going on, and I grew more and more frustrated as the time passed because I could hear what was happening. Guess it was a lesson in patience, and in the definition of the word, “shortly.”

My question is, “How hard is it?” They had record of pulling the chart last night, so I can think of only two or three possibilities here. This isn’t brain surgery, people. It’s simple … really!

Just another day in the life …

Oh, and if you happen to be my “devil” co-worker (You know who you are!) reading this, STOP stabbing the voo doo doll with my name on it, please! I’ve had enough now! You’re free to move on to the next person now!

lately …

I’m a happy, bubbly person. But today … argh.

That’s about all I can say right now. I have my moments; we all do. Throughout most of my life, they’ve been here and there; hit or miss. Over the past year and a half, though, I’ve been in this … let’s call it a funk. And even better, today, a moment hit like no other. Okay, so maybe there has been another like this, but it’s been a very l-o-n-g time.

I won’t talk about it here. It’s ongoing … and at times like these, it really sucks. And somehow, it’s indirectly placed me in this abyss … alone, and unable to fully communicate this crap to anyone.

I’m so confused. How do the effects of one thing change so much in life? This is not me. Yet somehow, it’s who I’ve become.

Eh, tomorrow will be better. It’s got to get better. It’s not all I’ve got in life, so I need to look beyond the tunnel vision. I have wonderful family, a great marriage, and for the most part, I’ve got my s**t together.

So tell me, why can’t I handle this???