I can think of about a million work-related things I should be getting caught up on tonight. And I had every intention of doing just that. Then out of nowhere all hell broke loose and I got blind-sided with bombs out of no where. Bombs that NO one should ever have to deal with in the workplace. I don't get why people can't act like the college educated adults they supposedly are and not like two-year-olds. BUT, that's work crap and not at all important. Long story longer...whatever motivation I had to put in extra hours on top of the 14 I've already put in has flown out the window.... so here I am at QLC. :)
For those who have been asking...no news yet on a move date. I have some...stuff... I need to get through first before I can discuss dates with the powers that be. But I am indeed still hoping and pushing for it. I am in dire need of a change of scenery, so the sooner the better as far as I'm concerned! I'm looking forward to a trip to NY next month as well and will hopefully be able to move things along then.
Been listening to a new album the past couple of days and would recommend it to you as a fun listen. Not anything crazy deep or anything, but the girl is beyond amazing on guitar...
Her name is Orianthi and you may recognize her from Michael Jackson's "This is it footage". Check out her web page here.
I’m not a fan of how I never feel inspired to write here anymore!
The job as me busy as usual. It’s like a roller coaster ride. I love it one minute, then hate it the next. Things have been getting better, though, and I hope to continue on this upswing. Better doesn’t mean easier, mind you. If things go the way I think they are going to, the responsibilities on my shoulders are going to be heavy…but could also take my life to that next phase I am so desperately seeking.
I was in New York a couple weeks ago and joked with my boss about how I didn’t want to leave. That turned into a discussion of me actually moving there. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know I’ve talked about it so many times but have yet to do it. But this time it feels right. If the relocation support is reasonable and I’m able to find renters for my house, I’m going to do it.
I think I need to.
I feel like I’ve been standing still while everyone around me has been moving forward. And I’m not talking about my job. That’s the one area of my life where I’ve found success. I’m talking about ME. What exactly am I doing with my personal life? Right now, the answer is absolutely nothing.
My friends here in Minnesota are all married or close to it. Some have kids. While I am so, so happy for them, I realize that’s not what I want for my life. Not right now. I’ve dated quite a bit over the past year or so and it just feels all wrong. Like I’m not supposed to settle yet. Like there’s more I’m supposed to figure out.
I have no idea what that means. But I think taking a risk will help me find out.
If a move happens, it’s going to be hard. It’s going to be downright terrifying. I own a house here. My entire family is here. And sure, I could just stay put and be comfortable. It would be easier, and quite honestly, cheaper for me to stay. But what kind of life is that? What is life without taking a flying leap into the unknown, just to see what happens?
I need to find out what it feels like to take that leap. To see what – or who – is waiting for me. To know I tried, instead of hid.
That’s all for now. Will keep everyone posted on if/when a move is happening… :)
The job as me busy as usual. It’s like a roller coaster ride. I love it one minute, then hate it the next. Things have been getting better, though, and I hope to continue on this upswing. Better doesn’t mean easier, mind you. If things go the way I think they are going to, the responsibilities on my shoulders are going to be heavy…but could also take my life to that next phase I am so desperately seeking.
I was in New York a couple weeks ago and joked with my boss about how I didn’t want to leave. That turned into a discussion of me actually moving there. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know I’ve talked about it so many times but have yet to do it. But this time it feels right. If the relocation support is reasonable and I’m able to find renters for my house, I’m going to do it.
I think I need to.
I feel like I’ve been standing still while everyone around me has been moving forward. And I’m not talking about my job. That’s the one area of my life where I’ve found success. I’m talking about ME. What exactly am I doing with my personal life? Right now, the answer is absolutely nothing.
My friends here in Minnesota are all married or close to it. Some have kids. While I am so, so happy for them, I realize that’s not what I want for my life. Not right now. I’ve dated quite a bit over the past year or so and it just feels all wrong. Like I’m not supposed to settle yet. Like there’s more I’m supposed to figure out.
I have no idea what that means. But I think taking a risk will help me find out.
If a move happens, it’s going to be hard. It’s going to be downright terrifying. I own a house here. My entire family is here. And sure, I could just stay put and be comfortable. It would be easier, and quite honestly, cheaper for me to stay. But what kind of life is that? What is life without taking a flying leap into the unknown, just to see what happens?
I need to find out what it feels like to take that leap. To see what – or who – is waiting for me. To know I tried, instead of hid.
That’s all for now. Will keep everyone posted on if/when a move is happening… :)
If you’re from Minnesota – or know someone from Minnesota – you’ve likely heard a conversation like this:
Person 1: What’s goin’ on this weekend?
Person 2: Oh, headed up to the lake, you?
Person 1: Yeah, goin’ to the lake, too.
A Minnesotan would know to ask “Which lake?” :)
Almost everyone here in the greatest state in America has, or has regular access to, “the lake”. And by “the lake”, we mean any one of the over 10,000 within our borders.
Ten years ago, my parents bought a hunk of lake property in northwest Minnesota. On it was a 30 year old trailer. Oh yes, I mean the kind of trailer you find in trailer parks across the country. It was nothing special to look at, but we embraced it and made it our own. It was a roof over our heads and a place to take a warm shower.
The “cabin” had to be….explained… to newcomers before they made the trek up north with us. I knew friends we keepers when they not only stayed an entire weekend without running away screaming… but also loved the “chateau” just as much as we did. Sure you had to watch your step in the hall when you went to the bathroom at night. And sure one of the beds went through the floor one year. But that was part of the charm. :) Five years ago, some of my aunts and uncles bought a place on the same lake. To say the lake is a family affair is an understatement!
This summer, the old house was pulled out of the ground and will be replaced next week with a new place. A house with a solid foundation, TWO bathrooms and…ack…a dishwasher! The building will be different, but the place will be the same. A place where you unplug, let your hair down and not worry about how you look or what you have going on back in the city. A place for tubing, swimming and fishing... riding mini-bikes up and down a dirt road... and drinking beers around a bonfire.
All are welcome at the lake! Let's head north :)
The following starts out with video my parents shot of the cabin being moved out and is followed by a montage of photos taken over the years at the lake. Yeah, yeah, yeah… that’s right…I have a little country in me. Way, way, WAY…down inside. It only comes out at the cabin. :)
Enjoy!
Person 1: What’s goin’ on this weekend?
Person 2: Oh, headed up to the lake, you?
Person 1: Yeah, goin’ to the lake, too.
A Minnesotan would know to ask “Which lake?” :)
Almost everyone here in the greatest state in America has, or has regular access to, “the lake”. And by “the lake”, we mean any one of the over 10,000 within our borders.
Ten years ago, my parents bought a hunk of lake property in northwest Minnesota. On it was a 30 year old trailer. Oh yes, I mean the kind of trailer you find in trailer parks across the country. It was nothing special to look at, but we embraced it and made it our own. It was a roof over our heads and a place to take a warm shower.
The “cabin” had to be….explained… to newcomers before they made the trek up north with us. I knew friends we keepers when they not only stayed an entire weekend without running away screaming… but also loved the “chateau” just as much as we did. Sure you had to watch your step in the hall when you went to the bathroom at night. And sure one of the beds went through the floor one year. But that was part of the charm. :) Five years ago, some of my aunts and uncles bought a place on the same lake. To say the lake is a family affair is an understatement!
This summer, the old house was pulled out of the ground and will be replaced next week with a new place. A house with a solid foundation, TWO bathrooms and…ack…a dishwasher! The building will be different, but the place will be the same. A place where you unplug, let your hair down and not worry about how you look or what you have going on back in the city. A place for tubing, swimming and fishing... riding mini-bikes up and down a dirt road... and drinking beers around a bonfire.
All are welcome at the lake! Let's head north :)
The following starts out with video my parents shot of the cabin being moved out and is followed by a montage of photos taken over the years at the lake. Yeah, yeah, yeah… that’s right…I have a little country in me. Way, way, WAY…down inside. It only comes out at the cabin. :)
Enjoy!
A Missy Fix for today...
I say it all the time, but damn I love music. Such a cliché thing to say, isn’t it?
There is a lot of stuff I ‘like’ out there. But there is an extremely short list of artists that I love unconditionally. Where no matter how my tastes change, they will remain on my list of favorites. Those artists where I will curl up on my couch in the dark with my Sony V600s on my ears and the volume up as loud as I can stand it…
Recently added to this exclusive list of mine is Missy Higgins. A huge star in Australia and making a name for herself worldwide… I found her kind of by accident at the end of last year. I had helped a friend of mine get into a VIP show she was playing with some other artists and he took me along as his +1. I’m so glad he did.
Such a talented pianist, guitarist and an amazing songwriter… a true artist.
I could go on and on about the various songs on Missy’s albums – and probably will highlight them from time to time here on QLC.
Today, I share with you “Scar” from her 2004 album “The Sound of White”. I was immediately taken by this song, as I think it really speaks to who I am and what I believe in. It’s one of those lyrics I wish I’d written!
There are a lot of ways to interpret this song and I believe that’s what makes it so brilliant. For me – and I’m sure for many others - it represents the reluctance to be labeled… refusing to force yourself into the ideals the world believes you should follow… realizing who you are and embracing it.
You should buy her albums immediately. Like right now. Open up iTunes and download them this minute. :)
Here's a live version of "Scar". Worth waiting through the cheering at the beginning. She is so flippin' cool...
He left a card, a bar of soap and a scrubbing brush next to a note,
That said "use these down to your bones".
And before I knew I had shiny skin and it felt easy being clean like him,
I thought "this one knows better than I do"
A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle
He tried to cut me so I'd fit
And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could've gone?
And doesn't it feel peculiar that everyone wants a little more. So that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?
So the next one came with a bag of treats,
She smelled like sugar and spoke like the sea
She told me don't, trust them trust me.
Then she pulled at my stitches one by one,
Looked at my insides clicking her tongue,
And said "This will all have to come undone".
A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle,
She tried to blunt me so I'd fit.
And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could have gone?
And doesn't it feel peculiar, that everyone wants a little more?
So that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?
I think I realised just in time, about my old self was hard to find.
You can bathe me in your finest wine but I'll never give you mine.
'Cos I'm a little bit tired of fearing that I'll be the bad fruit nobody
buys,
Tell me, did you think we'd all dream the same?
And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could have gone?
And doesn't it feel peculiar that everyone wants a little more?
so that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?
There is a lot of stuff I ‘like’ out there. But there is an extremely short list of artists that I love unconditionally. Where no matter how my tastes change, they will remain on my list of favorites. Those artists where I will curl up on my couch in the dark with my Sony V600s on my ears and the volume up as loud as I can stand it…
Recently added to this exclusive list of mine is Missy Higgins. A huge star in Australia and making a name for herself worldwide… I found her kind of by accident at the end of last year. I had helped a friend of mine get into a VIP show she was playing with some other artists and he took me along as his +1. I’m so glad he did.
Such a talented pianist, guitarist and an amazing songwriter… a true artist.
I could go on and on about the various songs on Missy’s albums – and probably will highlight them from time to time here on QLC.
Today, I share with you “Scar” from her 2004 album “The Sound of White”. I was immediately taken by this song, as I think it really speaks to who I am and what I believe in. It’s one of those lyrics I wish I’d written!
There are a lot of ways to interpret this song and I believe that’s what makes it so brilliant. For me – and I’m sure for many others - it represents the reluctance to be labeled… refusing to force yourself into the ideals the world believes you should follow… realizing who you are and embracing it.
You should buy her albums immediately. Like right now. Open up iTunes and download them this minute. :)
Here's a live version of "Scar". Worth waiting through the cheering at the beginning. She is so flippin' cool...
He left a card, a bar of soap and a scrubbing brush next to a note,
That said "use these down to your bones".
And before I knew I had shiny skin and it felt easy being clean like him,
I thought "this one knows better than I do"
A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle
He tried to cut me so I'd fit
And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could've gone?
And doesn't it feel peculiar that everyone wants a little more. So that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?
So the next one came with a bag of treats,
She smelled like sugar and spoke like the sea
She told me don't, trust them trust me.
Then she pulled at my stitches one by one,
Looked at my insides clicking her tongue,
And said "This will all have to come undone".
A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle,
She tried to blunt me so I'd fit.
And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could have gone?
And doesn't it feel peculiar, that everyone wants a little more?
So that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?
I think I realised just in time, about my old self was hard to find.
You can bathe me in your finest wine but I'll never give you mine.
'Cos I'm a little bit tired of fearing that I'll be the bad fruit nobody
buys,
Tell me, did you think we'd all dream the same?
And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could have gone?
And doesn't it feel peculiar that everyone wants a little more?
so that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?
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