2011... Here I Come

2010 I guess looking back was about freeing myself.  I sold my safety net which was my house in the spring.  I never knew how much the back of my little head was holding on to the safety of it until it was gone.  I purged and let go of a ton of my possessions when we officially consolidated houses.  Up until then I was more of a visitor so far as my "stuff" was concerned.  My house just looked like I was maybe on extended vacation...all that was missing was my clothes.  Now that I'm squatting at the parental units beach place I have even less on the stuff scale.  I have very little and I want for even less.  I was getting a hard time at work the other week that I don't like things.  I said that I like plenty and it was requested that I name a few.  So for those of you that wonder what I like and what trips my little trigger here ya go.

Black and white pictures... I like the distance it creates from the distracting reality of color.

Wind chimes.

The beach...mid summer lying in a tidal pool or bundled up with not another soul in sight.

Daffodils...they make me giddy... I know the bull shit of winter is over.

The Wizard of Oz...play or the movie.  I can pin this one on my daddy.

Dogs and cats... Dogs more so than cats...being that my everyday life partner is one Mr Roger Dog.

Coffee

Anticipation.  It can be the greatest fear or the greatest turn on. 

Laughing out loud...when your by yourself or when someone says something surprisingly funny. I love surprisingly funny people.  I'm more the say what everyone is thinking girl on my own time.

A squishy mattress...my mattress from Nanner is by far the best hand me down of my life!!

Music and singing in the car to Roger.  I love shopping Itunes with a buzz...I come up with the greatest random shit.

Body boarding and playing like kid in the ocean.

Kisses...

Independent films and odd documentaries.

Living room dancing...by myself to my great random shit from buzzed music shopping.

Writing.  Getting things out of my head and onto paper is better therapy than money could ever buy.

Scuppernong wine.  I know...redneck.

Not being a grown up.  Regardless of the age of my human suit I take great pride in not taking the world seriously.

I've been trying to come up with some outlook for 2011...it hit me on the dog walk this morning.  I'm going to Live in the Moment...No Regrets...No Worries.  I'm sure that I will appear reckless to the outside viewer on occasion...consider this a warning.  Unlike some people I know that never have a thought that doesn't cross their lips...I'm much more internal.  There's an amazing amount of shit that bangs around in my head and never breaks the verbal seal.  I'm going to base decisions on Intuition and not analyze shit to death.  To borrow a song line from my most recent drunken Itunes venture.  I'm learning that life is just a leap of faith...You've got to spread your arms...hold your breath...and always trust your cape.

New Years morning I was standing at the kitchen counter eating lobster for breakfast.  I had white chocolate for dessert.  I said out loud to the dog "Fuck tradition...this is awesome".