Childhood Memories

When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?

I used to love thumbing through the stack of National Geographic magazines we had in our house when I was little. My love of nature was influenced by how much time we spent exploring the outdoors and also by the likes of Jane Goodall, Dian Fossey, David Bellamy and Sir David Attenborough. I loved the Life On Earth television series and Attenborough’s captivating passion for conservation. Bellamy was always fun to watch as he got right in there with plants and insects. I was mesmerized by Goodall’s interactions with Chimpanzees and Fossey’s work humanizing Silverback Gorillas. I often dreamed of visiting the far off regions explored in the shows and on the vibrant pages of those magazines. I dreamed of being a traveler, exploring and loving nature the same way my idols did. I wanted to be a photographer, I wanted to be the person who brought these places, people, animals and art to life on those pages I poured over in the magazines. I had one hell of an imagination when I was young, a fearless spirit and a love for learning. Sometimes I wish I could tap back into that kid and capture just an ounce of her unshakable confidence and her unwavering trust in humanity.

Random Tuesday Thoughts


Yeah I realize it’s not quite Tuesday, but I keep screwing up the automatic post thing so deal with it  that’s kind of random right? 

 Technically your “”Random Tuesday Thoughts are not really your “Tuesday” thoughts … So maybe we should re-name it “Random Thoughts Posted on Tuesday”. Just sayin’….

While on vacation at Sea World, we took in the Shamu Rocks evening show, after which Meg wanted to ask the trainers how old Shamu was and how long he would live there?  Great questions Meg! However, it was a little disturbing to find out I’m the same age as Shamu (cough.thirty.cough.four cough), whilst we might share the same age I’m determined not to share the same waistline.

Which brings me to  a Hasay update:  

 I’ve been doing good with my work outs and the scale is starting to show a little.  The rain has hindered our evening walks, but I’m still doing the core workouts.  My husband, ever humorous, keeps telling me he’ll give me a workout. Pfft… Men!  Why do they think gyrating their twig-n-berries in front of your face is a turn on?  Really? Come on would you get excited if I started flopping my National Geographic boobs around in your face?  What’s that?  You would?  Huh! Guess I need to brush up on my tribal dance skills.

Why is it when I get on my laptop everybody needs something from me?  Meggers wants to hang on my arm and stick her feet over my laptop or in my side and my husband decides that’s when he wants to ask me something or tell me about his day? What gives people?

Does anyone else miss the 80’s? I miss all the music, Madonna, Duran Duran, Wham, Whitney Houston (Pre-Bobby), etc.. and I say bring back 80’s garb too!  The Big belts, oversized shirts, spandex, rah-rah skirts and neon! I bet I could still rock a pair of hot pink leg 

Hmm where’d that ant come from?  Random!

Wonder if I’m the only person left in the world who doesn’t have a dishwasher!  Yep that’s right I don’t have one, I’m it! Well that is until Meg gets a little older. ~grin~

I miss when Meg used to ask me every night “When’s the sun come up Mommy?” and I used to always say “When the moon goes down baby!” Wish she’d ask me again it was like a little evening ritual. :0(

Flash thought, each of these random thoughts could’ve totally been a blog post, that’s like a weeks worth. Crap!  Now what am I gonna write about. Sigh!

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