No Rhyme or Rhythm

Wowser.  I haven't posted since the beginning of the year.  I guess you can tell that my other two photography blogs are taking up my blog time.  (Since I'm a photographer I'll call that a good thing.)

I have like 10 minutes before I am suppose to leave for a yoga lesson.  There is like a hundred things I could probably do with my ten minutes, but today I decided to write down a bunch of random things that have crossed my brain in the last few weeks.  There is no rhyme or rhythm to this post... so I'm assuming I'll have a hard time titling it.  Here we go.

1. Have you seen Tiger Seals?  I mean seriously... these animals are sublime, awesome, superb, ridiculous all came to my mind right then.  I'm not sure if any of those adjectives really describe these sea creatures- but I bet if  you haven't seen one yet you're going to google it right now.

2. People need to roll their car windows down more.  Fresh air is good plus it just makes you feel more alive.  Roll your windows down and stop spoiling yourself with AC.  (You must also listen to your music loud if your windows are rolled down... unless you are playing like Rap or R&B then you have my permission to roll the windows back up and stay away from my truck.)

3. I heard something the other day- in the first five minutes of talking to a new person you can determine their values.  They will more than likely discuss or somehow pop-into the conversation what is important to them.  For instance if they talk about their kids, obviously the value family.  If they talk about their career then they really value their job.  Interesting, I thought.  What would your top three things be in a five minute conversation?  These are mine:
              1. God (I'll be the first to admit that one is not easy to throw in when talking to a new person.)
              2. My husband/dog/family
              3. Photography Career

4. Crap my 10 minutes is already up and I'm not done unleashing.  ...How was googling the seals?

5. Orbitz Strawberry Remix gum is better than Extra Dessert Delights Strawberry Shortcake.

6. I can drive for five hours straight (well, with a pee break) simply by listening to music.  I love making new "mixes" for road trips.  I went to La Grande this weekend and made a pretty hefty one called "Country Car Ride."  I won't list all the songs on the mix because I believe it's like 3+ hours worth of songs (and no that's not even close to all my country songs.)  I will rattle off a few new favorites I downloaded.... 1. "Over When It's Over" by Eric Church.  2. "Nashville With Out You" by Tim McGraw. 3. "Chillin' It" by Cole Swindell.  4. "I Wanna Be That Feeling" by Bucky Covington (his name is cool too.)  5. "Runnin' Out of Moonlight" by Randy Houser.  6. "Tip it Back" by Florida Georgia Line.  7. "Backwoods" by Justin Moore.  8. "Drivin' Around Song" by Colt Ford.

7. I'm pretty sure I was born in the wrong era (I probably should've been in my 20's-30's in the 60s-70s) and in the wrong part of the country (I should've been born in like Tennessee, Georgia or Texas.)

8. I love the outdoors.  I love it when I'm hiking.  I need to spend more time outdoors.  I really need to go on one of those crazy outdoor photography workshops.

9.  I wonder how Veterans and military people feel about how we celebrate Memorial Day and Veterans Day.  I actually went camping with two Marines over Memorial Day and we discussed it a little bit.  I know we don't celebrate it the proper way- but I also think it makes them proud that we have our freedom to celebrate however we want, even if it is just grilling hot dogs.

10. It's crazy to think about one decision or choice in your life would've put you on an entire different path.  That if you would have made one decision differently you might not be sitting where your sitting,  living in the state your living in or married to the guy your married to.  For the record I'm perfectly fine with all three- but it's crazy to think about "If I would've done this... where would I be?"  I often wonder what I'd be doing or where I'd be living if I would've become a white-water-rafting guide.

My time is REALLY up now.  Until next time, keep skipping.
Aubrie

Boring White Guys

My friends and I were standing around in a parking lot chatting.  We were talking about relationships.  I don't remember what exactly we were talking about but it some how led to one of my friends ask the other "didn't you end up with a boring white guy?"  She said yes.  She repeated the question to another friend.  He said yes too.  She in turn looked at me and said "What about you?  Did you end up with a boring white guy?"  I smiled, gums blaring, and said "yes."  We laughed and she said "I ended up with a boring white guy too, because in the end they are the best."

It sounds almost negative to call my husband a "boring white guy."  In reality we all know,  or at least I know, that he isn't boring at all.  What she was trying to say is after all the jerks, weirdos, druggies, abusers, heart breakers and what-were-you-thinking'ers we finally settled down with someone who is sweet, caring, hard-working and as my friend would say "...and has a car!"  Yes my "boring" husband was exactly who God intended me to be with. God writes simple love stories and in the end there is nothing boring about that.

I realized today that David makes me a better person.  It's harder when he's out of town to get the simplest things accomplished, like putting the dishes away.  I know, I know we all do it.  Every married woman I know talks about how nice it is to just let things go for a day or two, it's an odd "break" from the mundane every day check list.  I'm certainly not the best at doing the dishes every day, but I try harder when my husband is coming home.  Some days I do out of guilt because I don't want to piss him off... and that's really not the attitude I should take.  Other days I do it because he worked really hard and deserves to come home to a cleared counter top.  It's not just dishes... I'm having a hard time waking up and going to swim practice.  I don't know why it's easier when he is snoring next to me, but it secretly motivates me to get up and go.  He motivates me even though he doesn't know he's doing it.  I am a better person when he is around.  Next time I get irritated that he's being an "anal-bananal" and I have to go do something (cleaning, organizing, preparing for the end of the world) I'll have to remember that last statement.

There are times that I wish we would've had this magical, movie-like love story where something dramatic would happen to thicken the plot and he would have to come chasing after me to not move to NY or to not marry that other guy.  And then I realize that life, as much as we like to compare it to movies, is not a chic flick.  Our love story is simple... we met, we dated, we got engaged, our parents both approved, we got married.  Boring, some might say.  But it's our "boring" and I love it.

Skipping,
Aubrie

PS. I did manage to put the dishes away today.