So my mom and I took a plane to DC to where my brother lives and my dad was on a work trip two days ago. I went for a tour of the East Wing of the White House, went to the Natural History museum, and then spent the rest of the day at Arlington Cemetery. Beautiful places, went on my first cab ride and saw a secret service agent in SWAT gear come down from the White House roof. The next day I went to my brother's office and met all his co-workers, I even answered the phone and took calls for the White House comment line! My brother works in the correspondence office for the president so my family was also allowed a "departure photo" with President Bush since his time in office is ending. Now, I have never been called a President Bush supporter but I met the President of the united states. I was in the West Wing, waited in the Roosevelt Room and had my picture taken in the Oval Office in front of the Resolute Desk. That was cool people. He spoke to us all, asked what we did and thanked my brother for his service and we exited through the Jackie Kennedy Rose Garden. It was a truly surreal experience and even though I am unimpressed with his politics, I was still quite taken back by sheer realization that i was in the Oval Office with the President of the United States. My mom cried and Bush gave her a big hug and wished us well and said he would say a prayer for Steve's best friend who had left for Iraq that very morning.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Small Town Living
It seems strange, but i have been back in NH for about 24 hours and I already have two employment positions open to me. I have been keeping busy, unpacking, dividing things up for charity, organizing where new things and old things and exist happily together...it's mostly just busy work to keep me focused on something other than being sad though. I feel like people look at me and I don't "seem sad" so I must have been an awful girlfriend and a cold hearted bitch but I swear I am not. I am wierd with my emotions in the first place and then this has been such a long and drawn out process that i feel tired of crying by now, eventhough it is still new.
At the same time, I have never really been on my own, and Mike hasn't been for a long time so I am trying to look at this as a positive for both of us. Maybe new scenery will be good, help us grow and become our own seperate people and not just half of a couple, sometimes I feel like I am not really my own whole person yet...
At the same time, I have never really been on my own, and Mike hasn't been for a long time so I am trying to look at this as a positive for both of us. Maybe new scenery will be good, help us grow and become our own seperate people and not just half of a couple, sometimes I feel like I am not really my own whole person yet...
Friday, October 17, 2008
"I Love You"
It is interesting to watch different couples and how they interact with each other. At dinner the other night while having a joking "fight" about not filling the ice cube tray and leaving the toilet seat up, there was an older couple watching us, laughing and smiling as if we were so cute and in love and they were watching one of these adorable relationship building moments but...it wasn't. It made me think about how we show our affection, i know girls who call their bests friends "bitches" and middle schoolers who ignore the kid they "like like." When do we grow out of this? When do we need to stop trying to translate "i have grown accustomed to your face" and "as you wish" into "I Love You"s.
Now that I am walking into this world of dates, bars, and flirting, how am I going to know how to interpret advances? How and I going to be able to know when a guy likes me and when I am being nominated prom queen as a joke?
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Employment
To those who heard me before, I called it! The restaurant I was working in closed and I knew it was coming. Granted, it was dumb of me to stay but when I asked the opinion of my boss as to how long we had, he said there was 2 or 3 years left and now the restaurant is closed, about a month after I got that guess. Now I am faced with the possibility or working in another restaurant, and making money fairly immediately, or living off what I have saved and work on finding my career. I know for a fact that when I have money rolling in, I don't care too much about finding my career, as silly as it sounds, waitressing makes money, trust me. But I really don't want to be a waitress anymore and I have not saved up too much money, hello to paying back student loans! I have the opportunity to make a whole new life, I could move to Arizona or California and start all over and I just have absolutely no idea what to do. Its like being in school and your teacher tells you to write about whatever you want to, but you have too many choices... you don't really know even where to start. Maybe UNH is a good idea, maybe... maybe i just have no idea what to do next.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Blue
It wasn't out of the blue...
blue is soft and cool and calming
blue is a spring day on a picnic blanket in the park
blue is the feeling of flight and weightlessness with clouds
blue is the place deep inside your soul that is always comfortable
always welcoming
your favorite pair of PJ bottoms
This was not out of the blue at all...
this was harsh and cold
this was knives and pin needles
this was shock and scary thoughts of a life i didn't want
this was 'why are you doing this to me?'
what have i done wrong?
did i deserve this?
I feel sick
where are you going?
can you take me with you?
I need blue...
Monday, October 13, 2008
intro
Not much of an intro since most of the people to read this already know me and know my story. I figured with all the economic, political, religious, environmental, and every other ("crisis" is not the right word but the only one i can think of) I had some things to say, and if there happens to be an update of my life, where i am going, who i am seeing, etc... so be it.
the title may seem odd, i know most often reconnaissance is associated with discovering military information or geographical regions but i was referring to the more personal interpretation of that word, i was referring to the struggle to gain information from an enemy or potential enemy. In this case, that enemy itself being me. I need to uncover pieces of me and i think posting on these current issues and accepting new ideas, views, and opinions this can be a really great opportunity.
thanks :)
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