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New Years 200_

So, here we are, on the verge of year 2003 AD Traditionally, this is the time of year for resolutions, which are to begin January 02, and I have gotten started on a few of mine.

First of all, I want to get myself back in shape, the kind of shape I was in before I moved back to Ellijay six or so years ago. Exercise, as most authorities say, is the key, but not eating so many Whoppers with cheese will help as well, I imagine. More lean proteins and complex carbs, fewer processed foods, and more--much more-exercise; yep, that’s my formula for success. I rarely have trouble getting started with the food change--I actually prefer the stuff that is better for me, but, you know, it’s just so convenient, driving up to that window and getting a meal-in-a-bag. Exercise, tho’, that’s the killer, just getting my rear up and getting started! But, I bought a new pair of crosstrainers (great after Christmas markdown, might I add) and I am gonna start breaking them in tonight. . .or maybe tomorrow. Anyway, those kicks will be out of the box and on the ol’ rebounder before the week is over.

So, I first resolve to take better care of myself.

Second, I am going to get back into writing regularly. This article is the beginning of that pledge, in fact. Writing is like exercise: hard to get started, but, once I do, I cannot imagine how I’ve lived without it. I don’t believe that writing falls under the old adage “use it or lose it.” The ability to write is a gift, I think, and you can waste your gift or not, but it is there, regardless, making you feel guilty that you are not using it as you should. I think that Erma Bombeck summed it up best when she said,

"When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left and could say, 'I used everything you gave me.'" --Erma Bombeck

So, I resolve today that I will not be one of those who has something left over.

Last, I am going to stop neglecting my friends. I started working in real estate this year, and I’ve gotten really busy with that, but it’s no excuse for neglecting my friends. Well, it is an excuse, just not a good one. Regardless of how busy I am with land and houses, there is always enough time to connect to those who are most important to me, and I must start honoring that fact.

So, I resolve to stop using work as an excuse for my recent communication shortcomings.

Well, there you have it, my goals for the new year ahead. Hopefully, December 2003 will bring an entirely new set of goals but, should year’s end see some of my list unaccomplished, I’ll try again in 2004. Improving one’s self and life is an ongoing process, after all, spanning the course of a lifetime.

Happy New Year, Everyone!



New Years 200_

So, here we are, on the verge of year 2003 AD Traditionally, this is the time of year for resolutions, which are to begin January 02, and I have gotten started on a few of mine.

First of all, I want to get myself back in shape, the kind of shape I was in before I moved back to Ellijay six or so years ago. Exercise, as most authorities say, is the key, but not eating so many Whoppers with cheese will help as well, I imagine. More lean proteins and complex carbs, fewer processed foods, and more--much more-exercise; yep, that’s my formula for success. I rarely have trouble getting started with the food change--I actually prefer the stuff that is better for me, but, you know, it’s just so convenient, driving up to that window and getting a meal-in-a-bag. Exercise, tho’, that’s the killer, just getting my rear up and getting started! But, I bought a new pair of crosstrainers (great after Christmas markdown, might I add) and I am gonna start breaking them in tonight. . .or maybe tomorrow. Anyway, those kicks will be out of the box and on the ol’ rebounder before the week is over.

So, I first resolve to take better care of myself.

Second, I am going to get back into writing regularly. This article is the beginning of that pledge, in fact. Writing is like exercise: hard to get started, but, once I do, I cannot imagine how I’ve lived without it. I don’t believe that writing falls under the old adage “use it or lose it.” The ability to write is a gift, I think, and you can waste your gift or not, but it is there, regardless, making you feel guilty that you are not using it as you should. I think that Erma Bombeck summed it up best when she said,

"When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left and could say, 'I used everything you gave me.'" --Erma Bombeck

So, I resolve today that I will not be one of those who has something left over.

Last, I am going to stop neglecting my friends. I started working in real estate this year, and I’ve gotten really busy with that, but it’s no excuse for neglecting my friends. Well, it is an excuse, just not a good one. Regardless of how busy I am with land and houses, there is always enough time to connect to those who are most important to me, and I must start honoring that fact.

So, I resolve to stop using work as an excuse for my recent communication shortcomings.

Well, there you have it, my goals for the new year ahead. Hopefully, December 2003 will bring an entirely new set of goals but, should year’s end see some of my list unaccomplished, I’ll try again in 2004. Improving one’s self and life is an ongoing process, after all, spanning the course of a lifetime.

Happy New Year, Everyone!


Crushed

God help me, I have a crush.

As most all of you have already ascertained, I like the guys. Men just fascinate me. . .big, small, tall, short, heavy, thin, black, white, blue eyes, brown eyes, blonde, brunette, blue collar, white collar, no collar--I just do not care. Okay, I particularly like red-heads and a man over 6 feet tall just slays me, but, really, I just don't care: I love them all.

So, I hate having a crush. I like interacting with all of them, and crushes zoom you in on one particular target--I just hate it.

Crushes are just so overwhelming for me--for anyone, I would guess. They hit you so quickly and so furiously, consuming you completely, devouring your attention span, clouding your vision and, basically, just taking your ass to the mat, usually over someone you don't even know that well. And, for me, crushes are really annoying because, while I do generally flirt and interact with anything male, crushes seem to incapacitate me. I like my crushes, truly like them, but that is not the problem--my fear of commitment is not that perverse, I don't believe. No, I believe my biggest problem is my ego: I'm terrified that they will not like me.

I don't think I am unique in this. All you single gals out there, isn't that where we so often go wrong, don't you think? We invest so much of our ego, so much of our self-image in how a guy will respond to our admitting that we would like to go out with him, we will completely miss an opportunity to meet someone who may not have the slightest idea that we are interested, but may feel just as we do, if we would just let him know. Instead, we do just the opposite: we wall off our emotions, we give not an inkling of indication that we love his sleepy brown eyes or the way his hair scatters down over his forehead when it has gotten just a bit too long but, still, we expect him to read our minds and sweep us away, with everything working out in fairy-tale fashion.

Well, girls, I am here to admit that I am the worst of the bunch about this and, let me tell you, it does not work.

How should they know? Why do we expect them to read our minds? Better yet, why do we expect them to be willing to lay it all out there and ask us out, but we are unwilling to risk our hearts ourselves? Is that fair? No, it's not fair--it's just the way the game is played.

Well, I'm tired of that game--I'm gathering up my courage and starting a new one.

Anybody out there with a crush besides me? Anyone doing their best to squelch it, but finding that it just makes the whole thing worse? Well, here's my challenge to you, as well as to myself: let them know how you feel. Don't declare your love--no one but a stalker does that with someone they don't really know. But, ladies, for the men to do their part, we have to do our part: let them know that we are interested and would like to get to know them better. Then, leave the ball in their court. Maybe it will pan out, maybe it won't. But, if it doesn't, it will not be because we did nothing, and it won't be because we scared them to death. It will simply be because they were not interested. Hard to believe, I agree, but do remember: it truly is their loss, as little as it comforts the ego to hear it.

So, as I close, I am thinking of how to make my crush notice me a bit more and, more importantly, make him realize I am noticing him, as well. I'll certainly update you on my progress--let me hear from some of you about yours, as well!

God help me, I hate crushes.

Until next time, Ladies, keep on Cruisin'!

Mechele


CRUISIN’ AT THE D.Q.


What is it with people and their inability to enjoy life on their own?

It amazes me how many people out there feel that they must be in a relationship for life to be worth living. If they are not dating, they are wishing that they were; if they are dating, then they are wishing they were married; in the meantime, they are sitting at home moping, wishing they had someone to make them happy--the classic "if only" syndrome.

"If only" I had the time, I could be a great writer; "if only" I had a better car, I could move to Nashville and become a singer; "if only" I had more time, I could go back to school for my degree; "if only" I had someone in my life, I wouldn’t have to be at home bored all the time; "if only" I could find my soul mate, I could be happy.

Well, let me tell you something, chickies: you are not going to be happy with someone else if you cannot be happy by yourself.

I just cannot understand it, depending on someone else for your happiness, or even just for a little fun on Friday night! Just because you are not joined at the hip with someone, it doesn’t mean you cannot go out and have a good time on your own. If you are single, you probably have plenty of alone time, but it doesn’t necessarily mean that you are using the time to benefit yourself--you’re probably using it as time to m