Inner Peace

I haven't been dealing well with things lately, and could use some inner peace, so I thought I would share this with y'all.

It's been said that the way to achieve inner peace is to finish all the things you have started and have never finished.

So, I looked around my house to see all the things I started and hadn't finished, and before leaving the house this morning, I finished a bottle of Jack Daniels, a bottle of Vodka, a bottle of Bailey's Irish Cream, a bottle of Kailua, a package of Oreos, the remainder of my old Prozac prescription, the rest of the cheesecake, some Doritos, and a box of chocolates. You have no idea how good I feel right now!

I wouldn't seriously take it that far, but I'm close!

Thank you!

Consider this your personal thanks for voting (hopefully you did!). I think that is one of the easiest things we could ever do, and it's also one of the most important. It's one of the many reasons I love this country... because we can vote... and yesterday proved what a powerful thing that is. It was an historic election in many ways. Not only did we elect the first black president, but the number of people who turned out to vote was amazing. And the number of new voters, and young voters! I think that says volumes for where this country is going. I do have to admit that I am very pleased with the result, and am looking forward to the next four years.

With that in mind, here's a great photo. This came to me in an e-mail (again, thank you PB!), with the title "Dancing with the Stars, Next Season." Enjoy!

Air Show

We went to the air show at Ellington Field last weekend as a way to kind of get away from everything going on in our lives right now. We love the air show mainly because a) Jay's life has revolved around the Air Force, since his father was a high ranking officer; and b) both of our grandfathers were in the Navy, and were around planes their entire lives as well. It was really cool to see. Some of those pilots who do crazy stuff in the air are crazy for doing what they do, but it puts on a good show. I got to see my favorite plane, the F/A 18... what a beautiful sight in the sky! And the Thunderbirds put on an amazing show. And, after a beautiful day, Jay and I are oddly tan and peeling... one more reason I love living in Texas! It's November, and we're sunburned! So, here are some pictures from the air show. Enjoy!

To middle initial, or not to middle initial?

Ok, so my last post was a little harsh, a little blunt, so I apologize. But thanks for the words of encouragement. I really appreciate it.

Have you ever wondered why some people insist that they (and everyone else) use their middle initial in their names, and others don't? More times than not, I include my middle initial. I have no idea why. I just always have (as far back as I can remember, at least). It's in my e-mail signature. It's how I sign my name. It's included in my byline when I write and distribute press releases at work. When I initial things, its always ALB (as is evident by the title of this blog). Yet, other people don't. PB (notice, no middle initial there), and I had this conversation the other day. Random, I know, but an interesting thought nonetheless. Don't ask me why these things pop in my head. Because I have no idea how that happens. It just happens.

If you haven't voted yet, please do. Early voting ends this week in Texas, so if you can't make it, please make sure you find the time on November 4!

Weekend

I don't know about you, but I'm glad it's finally the weekend. It's been a long week. Lots of late nights at work, and not much sleep at home. This week wasn't so good for me. I hate not being in my house. I just want to go home. But that's not possible right now. And I probably won't ever get to go back to that house. It looks like I'll be going back to a house on our property, but not the house that we've lived in for the past three years and fell in love with and went through so much to buy. It's hard. Very hard. I know I should be thinking on the positive side, so don't even go there, because I keep telling myself that's what I should do, but I don't want to think on the positive side right now. I want to go home. I keep asking why, and I don't get any answers. I keep wondering when things will return to "normal," but I'm not sure I know what normal is anymore. There is nothing normal about our lives right now. And we're not the only ones in this boat (no pun intended). We talk to our neighbors every night, and we see them going through the same things we are, and nothing about that is normal. Waiting on insurance, trying to decipher FEMA speak, wanting to wear a certain piece of clothing or outfit, and then remembering it got washed away in flood water, looking through floor plan after floor plan after floor plan, wondering how in the hell we're supposed to pay for a brand new house, searching all over for the mixer to make whipped cream for a piece of pie, and then remembering it took a swim... NOT NORMAL. So if you're wondering why I've been the way I've been this week, that's why. And that is also why I'm glad it is the weekend. Maybe I can at least try to salvage something out of the weekend. We'll see. Maybe a Buckeye win will help things..