live life to the fullest

in my life. I am taking a deep breath and looking at my options.

I had fallen into the patient syndrome of helplessness. It is time to stop that insanity.

My strong faith in my God has carried me through many hardships. So I have no reason to feel lonely or discouraged.

I have a nice place to live. I just need to make it comfortable for me.
I have a paid for car that has style (Mustang convertible) that just needs to be restored.
I have a good paying professional career if I made calls everyday.
I have family and friends that love me
and most importantly I have my health.

My God, I have nothing to complain about.

with my home projects I had planned for this weekend.

Mysteriously B disappeared when I brought out the boxes to be unloaded. I’m sure he is busy working with his friends somewhere.

I guess if I do a little everyday for a week or so it will start feeling like home. This is much more important to me than him anyway.

we run into some very strange combinations. Today’s blueberry pancakes with honey mango syrup was one of those experiences. Although it sounded okay it was not quite the right combination of flavors.

The mango honey may work as a glaze for a talapia…

a curiousity about life that is insatiable. It is what keeps me going day after day.

He also gave me the ability to enjoy my life. I adore this time of year.

This weekend is filled with opportunities to do just that. The Fall Gallery Night tours of the local art galleries is Saturday.

There is a Zestfest of spicy foods and condiments at Will Rogers Colesium…just to mention a couple of the things happening right in my neighborhood.

Next weekend is a 3 day free Jazz Festival on the Boulevard Music and Art Festival. Branford Marsalis and Chuck Mangione are headlining. They still need volunteers to help. Maybe I’ll sign up.

I really like my neighborhood.

“Opportunity’s favorite disguise is trouble.”

Without trouble there would be no progress or change. We would be happy and content living our lives giving no thought of anything different.

So with this in mind I am very grateful for the troubles I have had recently. They have opened up new opportunities beyond my wildest dreams.

just reminds me of how important it is to live each day to the fullest doing what you love.

Steve was a wacky hero of mine. His over the top enthusiasm for saving endangered species by being a crocodile showman was inspirational.

There are no guarantees that we will be here tomorrow!

my friend called to get together to celebrate her passing the Insurance exam. I am so proud for her! I know she will do really well.

She wanted me to come over and sit by the pool have a few drinks and flirt with the neighbors. Her apartment is next to the pool. I am trying to keep peace at home until things get straightened out so I opted to go with B to have barbecue at one of his friend’s house.

That was the best choice for me.

He makes progress only when he sticks his neck out.
James B. Conant (1893-1978)

Timidly,I have been peeking out of my shell these past few years daydreaming of a full vibrant life.

How silly was that?