"A Tale"...to be continued?

"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair." - Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities (1859)


I have had this lovely book, A Tale of Two Cities, since Christmas. It is currently sitting in a drawer, in a desk that is not mine. On the book lies a thin layer of dust. Every time I think of the book, even look at it - I want to read it. Hopefully over Spring Break, I will find the time. I think finding time for things that are important to you can "make you or break you" in this world. I find myself formulating all of these beautiful and of course picturesque ideas that will eventually (hopefully) take place in my life. I always tell myself I will be the next Jillian Michaels. Oh I definitely will find time to meditate and cook these glamorously complicated dishes. Notice my dreams never include cleaning up after my cooking adventure. I will read the Bible and finally become devoted to my glorious God. I will call up friends I haven't talked to in ages. I will volunteer at a food bank. I will stop being so stubborn and pick my battles more wisely. I will save my money. I will educate children on the terrible realities of obesity. I will shower, blow dry and style my hair daily. I will...


The list goes on. For all of us. And it will never stop evolving. We change, and clearly so will our list. Is the key to completing your list to let it evolve? To pick the most important things on it and just go for it? My father once told me "Don't ever quit." Although simple, this advice seems perfect. I won't quit dad, I promise. 


Here's to completing a life long "To-Do List" one significant task at a time. Hope you'll join me!
Cheers!

In the words of Rocky Balboa, "Going in one more round when you don't think you can - that's what makes all the difference in your life."

This is something I have always adored...

ODE TO THE BOLD 

Here's to the pioneers. To the inventor of the belly flop. To the one who added "mosh" to pit. To the first to look a bull in the eyes and say, "Yeah, I'm gonna ride that. And with one hand." Here's to the uninhibited. The 20 below zero, body-painted sport fanatic. The lovers that honor one another with tattoos. The streakers. And the mooners. Here's to the brave. To those who can't karaoke, but karaoke anyway. To those who've shaved off their own eyebrow, just 'cause. Or objected at a wedding that needed an objection (thank you, thank you, thank you). Here's to the rule-breakers. The fighters trying to bring the handlebar mustache back into fashion. Any couple who's ever been banned from a mall photo booth. And all the 4s out there who married a 10. 

-Del Taco-

Word Vomit Numbero Uno

I love when the music surrounds you. Simple as it may seem, surrounds your heart, your ears, your self. I love listening to music and just rocking out. I enjoy all types of music in some form or another. The brutal bashing of Screamo, the relatable strength in Country and even the sensual beats of Hip Hop. I am a woman of my generation, a beautiful work of art made from iPods, high gas prices and food from plastic wrappers. I express myself through my abrupt speech, my kind words and my consistent jabber. In the words of young Alice: "If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense." I appreciate the laughter, disagreement and love that takes place in my own home. I wish for peace but love to argue. Nothing is better than the comfort of your favorite things. My favorite things are TV early in the morning, breakfast for dinner and Baked Cheetos. Like anyone else, I have a past and a future. 

“Every morning in Africa, a Gazelle wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning a Lion wakes up. It knows it must outrun the slowest Gazelle or it will starve to death. It doesn't matter whether you are a Lion or a Gazelle... when the sun comes up, you'd better be running.” 

-Anon-