Life Lately

I've been catching up on my reading lately for the past couple of months. Books-A-Million has since become my best friend. Not only is it liberating to be in a room full of knowledge, but also quite pleasant. There is certainly something about reading with classical/jazz music and the aroma of coffee. *Sigh* Yes, I love me some "Me Time". I've finished three books so far and they were all beautifully written. All three were autobiographies. I love growing older. You definitely start to appreciate the simple things in life.

On the contrary, I've also started watching "How I Met Your Mother". It's so funny how attached I've become to Barnie. I know this because "awesome" is my favorite word at the moment! It's also the only series after "F.R.I.E.N.D.S" that I am watching religiously. I know, it's so sad! ahaha I love that I can catch all the episodes on Netflix and I love how each episode offers a certain lesson on life, love, and all the mysteries in between. Guess what? I finally met the mother. Sheesh, eight seasons later! She's gorgeous and worth waiting for. I do also really enjoy the Shins' 'Simple Song'. It was a perfect song for a perfect ending to an imperfect era. Yet, it's a perfect song for a perfect beginning of another era. I'm excited for the last season! Speaking of songs, I also want to recommend another song that I heard from the latest X-Men movie. It's called "The First time Ever I Saw You". It's one of those songs where you have to watch the movie/show in order to appreciate the music unless you're just int othat kind of genre like me.

Oh, I wanted to mention that I've been bummed lately. My friend's grandmother passed away and she's broken over it. Also another friend of mine is moving away. Speaking of all this going away, I ran across a journal of mine the other day. I had some time so I plopped down for a while to read what my young mind was going through. I remember it like it was yesterday. One summer, my dearest friend of all told me that they might be moving away to Oregon. I was so smittened by our friendship that I couldn't imagine life in Georgia without her. I was sad but I knew I would look forward to every "next time we see each other again". I was able to make peace with myself and the situation that I was about to ajourn. Turns out, she didn't move afterall, but that was quite a scare to say the least. All these 'good-byes' I'll never get used to. My parents have been traveling lately and it is all for family functions due to deaths in the family. People my parents' age are all returning home one by one. It honestly scares me as I can't imagine life without anyone of my immediate family members. Honestly, I think I have attachment issues.

On a brighter but very embarrassing note, I stopped by the nearby Publix on my way home from work a couple nights ago. I stopped for one sole purpose. I needed to get a pregnancy kit as I am two weeks late. When I got up to the register, the lady scan the kit and my bottle of sprite. As I rummaged through my wallet for some cash, I heard the cashier asked, "Do you want to create a miracle?" I smiled, looked up at her, and responded, "Well, we're trying but we're not in a hurry." My smile faded as it was at that instant that I saw her pointing to the little pamphlet. As soon as I saw this I heard her say, "Well, I was actually talking about the Miracle Foundations." Embarrassed much?

On that note, I'd like to leave you with one last thought: “One of the lessons I learned from him was that you’ve never arrived, that you never get to the point where you are the best that you can be, and you should admit you are always striving to be better and to get better in whatever it was – as a football player, as a father, as a business person, as someone who was active in the community. You could always get better at something. Don’t just settle for where you are. I think I carry that more than anything. You can always be better. You’ve never arrived.” -John Stallworth (Hall of Fame wide receiver for the Pittsburgh Steelers; when asked about the recent death of his coach)