Tsunam "E"

Water Aerobics, a system of physical conditioning that consists of exercises, which while in the water and when vigorously executed, invoke a temporary rise in respiration and heart rate. Enough said… it’s technically a form of the “E” word, yet it commonly doesn’t cause additional damage to the defective system that one would refer to as the human body, or lack thereof.

Do you think it's a bit ironic that women have infiltrated the exercise parlors of the male population, while there are still all female fitness centers that prevail? Hell No! While this was done in the name of equality and resolving oppression, in some degree it must have been out of a need to see what the man had that we didn't, or to prove a point of strength, mental or otherwise.

The men haven't opposed all female centers for very good reason. They subliminally understand that they would not survive in a world of death defying thoughts, silently piercing the air. Women in the front of the fitness center move in rhythm to the cable or an IPod, while the aero girls emulate their own brand of sweaty burlesque. If a man were to make it one step past that mob of hormonal imbalance, then he would chase after his fleeing fin spots, who no doubt ran in a panic from the water aerobics area. In the pool, the hormones that were once thriving in a pain free 20 something body, emerge like a spirited school of murloc's from World of Warcraft living with a Nemo like soul within. Here there are two basic species of water life that cohabitate the region, based on the vacillations with regard to the time of day and level of interaction, for which I’ll write further at a later date.

In short, prime time aquatic dweller I'm not, preferring no socialization or noise. It’s not bad, it's all about quiet focus! If there are numbers, we pass no judgments on one another’s hail damage. On that basis alone, we grieve for each, alone as a group.

As I do my Esther Williams moves in the far corner, a new sport emerges. The silent tsunami synchronized single swim! Stay clear float tube lady and freestyle momma doing the parting of the tide at pool center, my waves are large… Oh, and by the way hot tub queen, subliminally catch this… Move Over!…. my hail damage will need a few of those massage jets soon.

Ranking Time!

Family before business is how it is touted, but is this true? It is only as true as you are to yourself. It's not big business that commands and demands per say, it is a personal note of irony, when one finds there own branded sense of guilt in choosing which gets the marquee space.

I've always said, 20 years from now will big business remember you? No.... It is your family that will be by your side.

For years I've placed business before family with rationalization placed on the almighty paycheck, as well as continued employment and excelling in rank. Also, I have at times been an insurance whore. With a family, benefits are important.

The reality after leaving a child in the freezing ice waiting on a school bus so I wouldn't be 15 minutes late, my daughters missed 16th birthday due to a 13 hour inventory, working after hours while the kids (who were adults at the time) handed out trick or treat candy for me, and so on and on... It's time family really comes first! For those of you out there in constant state of paranoia pertaining to the third paragraph, give it up. When you make family plans, stick to them, as grandkids, kids, parents, and family as a whole are just the topping on the cake of life. You can have memories, but you can't have them if you weren't there.

Little Man, Little Man....

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Little Man, Little Man, where have you been?

I've been to your house to visit Kota Marie.

Little Man, Little Man, what did you there?

I sat quietly with her, upon the chair!

Picture taken 3/23/06

Melissa my true Angel, your Little Man is pure love!

My, My, How the Years Do Fly!

Flying time, wings or not, it doth occur. It's been over a year since my last post and I've now become a grandmother. Life is good when those unconditional eyes look at you! That's what it's all about.

Ok, for those of you wondering, yes, I'm still in the pod world. Enough about that, no more, no less, no thing I want to say.

Thank you Little Man for making me smile and to the Big Guy, thank you for loving us all.