Be free-floating, allowing the situation to surround you, and be in it. Take in the full surroundings, including the temperature of the water.
This may bring incredible clarity, presence and focus. This is what is means to be a jellyfish.

Monday, May 26, 2014

Music Monday! Craigslist

It has been almost an obsession lately.
I hate it, but I love it at the same time.
Of course, Weird Al had something to say about Craigslist.

I have listed a good many things on Craigslist, after our massive purging over the past few months, and also years ago when we last moved.
Things we didn't want or need anymore, things we decided we couldn't move with us, things the kids have grown out of, furniture, cars, motorcycles, tv's. (Sadly, no slightly used sombrero to throw in.) 

Why give them away when you can get a little dinero?

So I listed, and yes I fielded MANY scams, dealt with ignorant and difficult people, even had someone try to return an item after picking up and taking home and fiddling with it. (I won't go into details about our newbie mistake years ago, like taking a check from someone wanted by the police for check fraud and writing bad checks)

I have had email after email, asking for explanations and haggling prices. And giving directions for pick up - I have never asked out loud so often why some people don't have GPS! (I am notoriously bad at giving directions....)

All of these the 'hate' part of the love/hate feelings I have for Craigslist.

But I do love it too, because for the most part the people I have dealt with have been great! They get something they wanted at a price they are happy with, I get rid of something we didn't want and get a little something for it. 

The added bonus is I don't have to put it in my car and take it anywhere, they come to me!

All a great thing when my days have been filled with the big change in our lives. It makes it easier to get rid of things, really.

I also feel that I am much smarter and more savvy in dealing with people after these experiences. I got pretty good at spotting a scam, there were certainly many examples I fielded. 

In case you might be interested in the listings I have they are!

Verizon Wireless Jet Pack WiFi Hotspot

iDog Soft Speakers - Set of 2

PS3 Tony Hawk Ride video game, board, and connector

Basketball Hoop - Sand Filled

Grid Wall Display or Storage

Rampage BMX System 20 Hard Tail Bicycle

Carrera DSY 100 Mountain Bike

And there may be more! 
Hubby just mentioned wanting to list some paint, 2 army jackets, and something else I forgot because I have so many things going on in my head.

So, thank you Craigslist, for the space to unload crap. 
Isn't it great to have one place to advertise your eclectic collection of trash TREASURE??
Even though it is a love/hate experience, overall, it has worked out pretty good. And thank you Weird Al for a relevent-to-me parody of a great band
Hope I didn't just jinx myself and now get a line of terrible people to deal with.....

Monday, May 12, 2014

Music Monday! Sing Along with Yellow Ledbetter

I love to sing to songs.
In the the car....even a little bit when I am on my walks with my headphones on.
(I sometimes even look around to make sure no one can hear me....sometimes.....)

When this classic Pearl Jam song came on the radio one day when I was in the car with my son driving, I said, "Oh Pearl Jam, I like this song!"
And because he was driving I could sing along with even more focus and enthusiasm!

When it started, I quickly remembered that THIS was the song that was THE WORST mumbling that Eddie Vedder did. (He did mumble regularly, and at the same time became known for his distinctive and powerful vocals....)
I garbled through the song, belting out whatever I thought he was saying, mostly making up the words really. After a short time, I thought it best to hum, and my son wholeheartedly agreed.

Imaging then, when I found the video with the lyrics! I could sing right along!! Join me, sing along!!

No, these words aren't really what Mr. Vedder was trying to say, although it sure sounds spot on. "Make me fries...."

As a bonus for this Monday, I am including that here, so you can see what he is really saying...well so 'they' say anyways.....and sing along with the correct lyrics. Sadly, they don't make much more sense...
(I usually save 2 videos for Two for Tuesdays when I miss Music Monday, but today, you get two. Happy Day After Mother's Day!)

Don't forget to sing daily, it is good for you, correct lyrics or not.
What is your favorite song to sing along with?

Thursday, May 8, 2014

Thursday Thought of the Day ~ Speechless

Sometimes there just aren't the right words.
Sometimes you just can't find the right quote, or saying.

Sometimes all you can do is just savor the moment, and bask in the warmth and love of the moment, and not try to put words to it.

Like when I got home on Tuesday, my daughter said:
"I got you something!"  
That was a surprise, and immediately I felt so grateful, not even knowing what it was.
My beautiful gift.
photo courtesy of Raige Creations.
But then, when I saw it was an Iris, purple and yellow (my favorite!), I knew just how thoughtful, and what a loving a gesture it was.

We had been going for walks together the past few days, noticing all the blooming Iris flowers around. I then got to tell her the story of how I insisted the Iris should be my wedding flower, in October. 

Note: they bloom in the Spring. So this request was a tall order for an October wedding! I insisted, so of course we only had a few, and had to supplement with other flowers....yes cheap flowers I wouldn't have picked for my wedding flower, ever. 

We had to use Carnations to fill in. Normally I don't like them at all, as I to me they mean death and funerals.

I could go into that association, but will save that for another time, or perhaps no one wants to hear how Carnations only make me think of my Grandfather, and the strange and scary feel of a cold stiff hand....

Long story short, in order to get my desired Iris, I had to sacrifice in other ways. So Carnations it was.

All this was just a short mention on our walk, but she remembered and brought me home an Iris. Purple and yellow, just like my wedding flowers. 

I was so touched. There are just no words for the thoughtfulness and love that went in to this gesture.

Then I found out she had to pull off the side of the road on her way home from class, and get out of the car to fetch this flower for me. I had originally thought she got it while walking by on her way to the car, but no. She stopped her journey to get it, clip it, and bring it home for me.

There are no words I can find to let her know how much this tiny gesture means to me. My heart warms every time I see it, there right next to my little Jellyfish collection. 
(each one of those jellies is also a thoughtful gift from someone special in my life)
The view at my kitchen window.
Warms my heart every time I see it.

photo courtesy of Raige Creations.
And then I think how much I am going to miss her when she if off at college, far far away. There are no words for that either. I am not ready to try to explain the empty space she will leave. I cannot linger on the thought of getting through the days when she is not around.

Sometimes there just aren't the right words.
Sometimes you just can't find the right quote, or saying.

Sometimes all you can do is just savor the moment, and bask in the warmth and love of the moment, and not try to put words to it.

Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Walking on Wednesday ~ One Less Thang

My new mantra of late - That's One Less Thang.

Even spoken like Forrest Gump.

Because every time I finally get rid of something I have been trying to unloaded for a long time, or every time I cross something off my long, long list, or every time I pack yet another box, I utter:

'Well, that's good. One less thang!'

A sense of relief, even though I have much, much more to do.
Many more boxes or bins to load with things we just can't part with.

Many many trips to storage, for the things we have to ship.

Every day something added to the list that I can't forget to do.

Thankfully, not really too much more to purge, compared to what we started with.

But each thing gone, packed, and crossed off the list is one less thang.

And that ain't so bad. 

Do your mantras change? 
Mine sure do, like here, here, and here just to mention a few.

And one here that I still say so often (thanks again hubby!), as that day will soon be here where we are actually where we want to be.

What is your latest mantra?

Monday, May 5, 2014

Music Monday! How Bizarre....

Sitting in the living room yesterday morning we heard loud thumping upstairs.

It sounded like a large animal jumped down off of something and the ran full speed across the room. Several times.

All I could do was giggle a little, knowing it was our small, barely 18 pound mutt of a cat doing the things crazy cats do: run across the room for no apparent reason at high speeds.

The strange thing is, there is no furniture left upstairs. So what did she jump off of? There are boxes, but most are low to the ground so the big thump had me stumped. The only tall box is the one our large screen tv came in. The tv is gone now, but for some reason we still have the box, and it is over 3ft tall. I doubted she would jump up that high, plus the sound came from the other side of the room. Was she on the windowsill?
Source xbox music

These sounds continued for about 5 minutes. Back and forth, thump, thump, then the clomp clomp down the stairs. I just thought is was funny, and even strange in a way.

So hubby said, 'How bizarre'. And then there it was, this one hit wonder, stuck in both our heads for the rest of the day.

How Bizarre by OMC.

Our kids thought we were nuts, having never heard the song. Yes, they thought we were bizarre, singing along with the New Zealand rap song.

Add to that the bizarre living conditions we now find ourselves in:

We look around and see boxes everywhere, shelves now empty of the nick nacks displayed in the kitchen, the mantel now bare of the photos and collectibles there just a week ago, a tiny tv and small old sofa we all squeeze on to watch out shows. All in our face, bizarre.

So, the lyrics stick with us too:
How bizarre 
How bizarre, how bizarre 

Ooh, baby (Ooh, baby) 
It's making me crazy (It's making me crazy) 
Everytime I look around 
Everytime I look around (Everytime I look around) 
Everytime I look around 
It's in my face

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