Archive for August, 2009

I used to be a little boy….

Tuesday, August 18th, 2009

I used to be a little boy…so old in my shoes

Cell phones definitely permeate our lives. Recently I had my first experience with a cell phone at a funeral. Right in the middle of the service a phone went off. I see it happening. Someone forgetting to turn their phone off. Not realizing that they may get called. The part I don’t see is actually taking the phone call and walking a mere six feet away and talking. People are definitely interesting. That’s all I’m going to say about that.

The funeral was my grandmothers. It was a very nice service. It brought to mind different memories of her. Happy remembrances of her life. Funny little moments. She was such an animal lover. I hope she enjoyed her life and went peacefully.

“I used to be a little boy, so old in my shoes” is from a smashing pumpkins song. I don’t know the meaning of the total song, but that line has always stuck in my head. At the funeral my grandfathers grave was there. I used to think that I was about 11 or 12 when he passed away, but now realize I was 9. I was the oldest grandchild and the only one allowed to go. I remember being proud of that fact. I was old enough to go. It was a special feeling. I felt so old in my shoes. Then I saw the open casket. It was my first experience seeing what death meant. I was then the little boy crying. I still have remembrances of that day. I wasn’t ready for it. It was a day that I thought I was a “grown up”, when really I wasn’t even close.

I don’t know what else to say.

Red and green flags

Saturday, August 8th, 2009

Green flags and red flags. I was recenctly hanging with a friend and she was telling me about this guy. As I heard more and more about the circumstances I kept going that is another green flag.

Red flags in terms of dating… In a relationship it means there are signs that maybe it isn’t meant to be or you need to end it. Something isn’t right once too many red flags accumulate. It all depends on the severity of those flags.

It can also refer to the possibility of a relationship and a red flag indicates that maybe it won’t be a reality. Or it can be such a vivid red that it says don’t even pursue it because it won’t happen.

So the green is the alternative. It is what we want. It was so green in her case. It was cool to get the phone call saying I was right about it. They are now dating.

Was eating with a friend the other night. The green flags were flowing for him.

I met someone. She was cute, kind, and intriquing. I knew nothing about her but wanted to get to know her. Just got the sense that it was someone that I could enjoy hangi g with. Someone that could help you grow as a person. Then the red flag was waved. The big one that says it just isn’t going to happen.

Three to go

Saturday, August 8th, 2009

I’m down to three. Alaska, Florida, and Delaware are the last three states that I need to visit… I just went to north Dakota and realize I need to do the last three sooner than later. Just need to find the fundage.

My friend flew me out to st. Louis to drive back to Boise. We headed to south Dakota so he could see the sites. We made a detour up to north Dakota. It was the state that I least expected to ever visit. Along the way we saw Wall drug, rushmore, crazy horse, and sturgis during the 69th motorcycle rally. Today we hung with his Aunt and explored yellowstone park.

It’s been an adventure…