God is Good

I’ve been smiling all day and smiling all night (I guess in my sleep) the past days.  I can’t tell you why.

 

 

Today at work, everybody seemed happy too.

 

A co-worker told me “You’re having a happy day, aren’t you? I could tell”.  He said I was bouncing as I walked down the hallway I might as well be whistling too.  He said he’s happy too.

 

Another co-worker called me to his office and I asked why.  He said he just wanted to tell me a joke.

 

Such a good day!  Such a good week too, considering that Monday was such a disaster…but that’s another story.

 

Oh, I have some new friends too!

 

 

 

Good karma is at work.

 

So thank you, God! 

 

 

 

 

EVERYTHING...

…that happens in your life is being for your best interest. 

 

Consider this…

 

Anything that annoys you is “for” teaching you patience. Anyone who abandons you is “for” teaching you how to stand up on your own two feet.  Anything that angers you is “for” teaching you forgiveness and compassion.  Anything that has power over you is “for” teaching you how to take you power back.  Anything you hate is “for” teaching you unconditional love.  Anything you fear is “for” teaching you courage to overcome your fear.  Anything you can’t control is “for” teaching you how to let go and trust the Universe.”

 

~ Jackson Kiddard

I think I heard God Speak to Me today...

“Beloved, never avenge yourselves, but leave the way open for God's wrath; for it is written, Vengeance is Mine, I will repay requite, says the Lord” Romans 12:19

 

It’s been a long time since I checked in! Words have been a struggle these days, especially amidst the very much convoluted thinking and unfounded drama wreaking havoc in our lives (thanks to hubby’s auntie who is basking in everyone’s sympathy for her much enjoyed “victim” status at the moment), with hubby appointed as the world’s greatest arch-nemesis of all time (thanks to rumor mongers who spoke too soon)….even if, truth be told, and reality be checked….seriously, he is the victim and it’s rather pathetic that defending him would actually raise more trouble in the already messed up situation. Catch 22, motha!

 

I seriously considered writing to everybody.  But I’m going to hold back for as long as I can.  For as long as sanity lets me.

 

Today…God’s word eases my burden.

 

I am holding on.    Hanging on.

 

 

 

 

Okay, one more time!!!

I'm bouncing off the walls! 

"My" Wooden Fence Template is back!  (yeah, I like to think it's mine even if there's probably a bazillion out there who thought of choosing the same one from Blogger Styles).

It's back once again!  And I don't know how many times I've lost it, pretty much gave up on it, only to gain it back and give it another chance.  It's a love-hate thing....but more of love, and just little "stupid" pain from knowing that one day, like any other random time that came, it might shut down again!  Well, it didn't really shut down, but it had a handful of problems with Photobucket...something I couldn't address myself.  But I'm patient this way....to a fault....welcoming the template with open arms again (because of LOVE), and hoping that things will change permanently....embracing it back like it never wronged me and believing that problems will no longer come...and it will be a perfect world again...forever.....and...like I never learned...and never will ...   *I'm beginning to sound trapped in the battered wife syndrome.*  Duh.

So yes, I'm happy and I'm celebrating. I really hope this will be the last of my Wooden Fence template woes. Because I'm beginning to think about pouring out the concrete on you guys, tee hee! Nothing can ruin my day today...even if I'm so close to cursing on the free donut at work that's supposed to be my lunch (because I was too lazy to pack a healthy one this morning), it's so laden with corn syrup even my ever-gustatory-enthusiastic tongue can't take.  Not to mention the top ramen option I have which is really not food but merely a tummy filler that can might as well be styrofoam, cardboard, or rubberbands dunked in hot soup. I'm gushing. 

It's supposed to be a lovely day.  And it is!  TGIF!

Anyhoozens...

HAPPY WEEKEND TO Y'ALL!

Here's a nice quote I picked up from Twitter last night:

The more I think over, the more I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.

~Vincent Van Gogh

(Yes, including those drama kings and queens whose minds are so convoluted that they are so hard to comprehend by normal people like you and me...and those who like to wreak havoc in your life right on the very moment that you're finally feeling happy, at peace and all that!)

(And yes,  I love Vincent Van Gogh too!   Faithfully!!!)

Speechless....still

Still doing something non-verbal at home as words continue to be squeezed off me at work. As of June 3rd, I've been officially tasked to facilitate most corporate communications by our COO (something I'm very thankful for), aside from my usual job responsibilities. The trust means a lot!

At home, I just continue to express myself with my hands for now, playing my favorites. Badarzewski and Drumheller.

Next....Mozart. It's ironic, but the sound silences my mind.

I'll blog more soonest...

Musical Chairs

Now you see it, now you don’t.

 

I got frustrated with the intermittent template problems I experienced with the Wooden Fence template so no matter how much I adore it, and how badly I want it, I was constrained to switch to a different one.  Hopefully, temporarily.  But I can’t trust the Wooden Fence template anymore =(  which breaks my heart. 

 

So I hope this new template will suffice for now, until I find a permanent solution.

 

Maybe, I will be more inspired to write here now that I can actually “view” my posts without the pesky photobucket icons loitering like crazy.

 

 

Know Thyself

I made this today for Kat Von D's #asketchaday in Twitter.  I try to join the fun whenever I can.


Temet Nosce is latin for KNOW THYSELF.


The key to finding a purpose and fulfillment in life begins with knowing and understanding yourself. We are each born with this knowledge but finding a purpose and achieving fulfillment requires the sharing of knowledge, wisdom, and support. Each individual contains specific truths that should be shared with those we meet through nothing less than fate... (from Michael Dae)

The Fence Template is Back!!!

And this weekend rocks!!!

Temporary

I’m still “high” from my wonderfully touching moment with God last night at church.  So I won’t write anything about it yet.  I’m afraid that trying to define it will make it fizzle away.

 

But I’m just dropping by to explain why my beloved breezy “clear blue skies and adorable fences” template is gone.  Hopefully temporarily though. 

 

I have no time to find out but all of a sudden, the design components and images, apparently hosted by Photobucket are gone.  Surely, it’s not really my problem but the template designer’s account’s.  Photobucket says the bandwidth has been exceeded and we need to upgrade to Pro.

 

That’s what I get with freebies!

 

Anyway, I hope this regular template will suffice for now.  Until I find the solution.

 

Have a blessed Good Friday.  I’ll be back on Easter.

 

*luv always*

 

 

 

 

 

Still entangled...

in the Zentangle fever!!!

Tickled Silly

I nibbled on cold pizza all day at work yesterday and I just realized that when you feed your system with all that cold oily stuff, your Liquor cerebrospinalis seems to thicken as well. It’s just my silly imagination, of course, but yeah, as of this writing I reckon that my CSF from the lumbar region which normally contains 15 to 45 mg/dl protein and 50-80 mg/dl glucose (unless I’m really way off the norm as I am wont to be) is now 80% oily crust, 10% mozzarella, 5% oily mushroom, and 5% apple sauce (don’t barf yet, the latter independently, is what I have to deal with today since it’s the only thing left in my overhead file cabinet survival stash). That, or life just pretty much naturally slowed down today compared to the overdrive I succumbed to yesterday when we were severely short-handed by two people in my department while I had to squeeze in a little bit of paperwork organization for tax purposes – hub’s and mine, plus the monkey biz.  I finished with flying colors last night, with my accountant short of awarding me a cookie, so I’m happy.  Today is the calm after the hurricane. 

Anyway, cold-pizza-brained or not, I’m tickled silly. 

As I just made a little decision to scratch off a lil somethin’ in my humongous bucket list.  I’m going for it on Saturday, the 16 of April.  And I’m giddy and joyful as heck with my tiny secret!

I’m not telling.  Oh I want to tell so bad!  Maybe one day… *wink*

But don’t worry, it’s wholesome and fun and it’s definitely not against the law of God nor the entire universe.  I’m just thrilled at the prospect of feeding my heart with such glee this weekend…with just a little price to pay.  $78!!!  (Actually, times three, since I managed to twist the arms of my dearly supportive hubs, and my sister-in-law who is just as crazy as me! 

What’s in your bucket list?

Point to Ponder today

Compassion and tolerance are not a sign of weakness, but a sign of strength.

 

~The Dalai Lama

10 things to learn from Japan

I got this email from my sister today…

10 things to learn from JAPAN                          

1. THE CALM

Not a single visual of chest-beating or wild grief. Sorrow itself has been elevated.



2. THE DIGNITY

Disciplined queues for water and groceries. Not a rough word or a crude gesture.



3. THE ABILITY

The incredible architects, for instance. Buildings swayed but didn’t fall.



4. THE GRACE

People bought only what they needed for the present, so everybody could get something.



5. THE ORDER

No looting in shops. No honking and no overtaking on the roads. Just understanding.



6. THE SACRIFICE

Fifty workers stayed back to pump sea water in the N-reactors. How will they ever be repaid?



7. THE TENDERNESS

Restaurants cut prices. An unguarded ATM is left alone. The strong cared for the weak.



8. THE TRAINING

The old and the children, everyone knew exactly what to do. And they did just that.



9. THE MEDIA

They showed magnificent restraint in the bulletins. No silly reporters. Only calm reportage.



10. THE CONSCIENCE

When the power went off in a store, people put things back on the shelves and left quietly  

 

"I call upon you to draw from the depths of your being — to prove that we are a human race, to prove that our love outweighs our need to hate, that our compassion is more compelling than our need to blame."

–Elizabeth Taylor (RIP 3/23/11)

Zentangled!

Here’s what I’ve been busy doing the past days:

True to its name, it really relaxes me and helps me focus.  And helps me decorate my house for free too!  LOL.