Ring Ring...

Lately I have noticed something about phones. A ringing phone often evokes some sort of emotion from me. When its an old friend's name that flashes across the screen...happiness. When its a bill collector...dread. When its a prospective new employer...nervousness.

Well lately I am waiting for a phone call. One that (not to be too dramatic) could realistically change my life. The silence of my phone is driving me crazy. Seriously...at this point I just need it to ring. Phones are strange things aren't they? They can bring simple chit chat or life changing news.

I sure am thankful for phones though...there is no way I would have survived waiting for the pony express.

Easter Candy

I have an amazing ability to save Easter (or Halloween) candy. I was always the kid that was still digging out chocolate eggs well into the summer. My sister was the opposite. Her basket was mostly devoured before we left for school on Monday. I had always thought my particular method of saving candy was far superior to hers. When I had a craving months later, I could simply consult my secret stash. I saved as if I believed I would desperately need a bite of chocolate and there would be none left on Earth but the few chocolate eggs in my desk drawer. (Not that that is where my stash is, so don't go checking my desk next time you need a sweet fix.)

I am a "save the best for last" person. I eat a sandwich outside in so that my last bite is the most delicious part. I eat all around a hamburger before eating the middle. In theory this is brilliant. Except when six months later I find a stale piece of candy I was saving and never got to enjoy. Or when I get full before I have finished my sandwich and have only eaten the outside and all I have left is the messy delicious center.

This principle stretches to other areas of my life as well. I have a tendency to wait. To wait too long. I want to wait until the best possible moment for everything. This is good sometimes but other times I have waited so long that all I have to show for it is a stale peanut butter egg. I'm not sure how to find this balance exactly but I have decided that I'm going to occasionally eat the best bite first. Instead of missing moments, I'm going to start enjoying them as they come. I may still wait sometimes but today...I'm going to eat my chocolate bunny.

First Post!!

This is my first post on my new blog. This will be a new experience for me and hopefully I will keep it up better than my past experimental blogs.

I hope to use this as a space to record my thoughts and feelings and hopefully some of the exciting or even mundane things that happen from day to day. Hopefully some of it will prove to be at least a tiny bit interesting to read!