We went on another hike today with Aunt Jennifer to Buckley Station. We hiked out to a special tree that she has named "Owl Tree." She explained that she often sees an owl late in the evening close to this tree. We walked up and John spotted the owl sitting on a branch. My pictures are not the clearest; but, if you look closely, you can see him or her.
I don't know exactly why, but, I hate lists. I think it has something to do with a past boss and her obsession with lists. She started her day off with a list and couldn't end her day until everything on that ridiculous list was crossed off. She really wanted me to have a list too. And if I didn't make a list, she would make some snide comment about my "list less" (no pun intended) day. Always implying that my work day would be so much more productive if I would only make a list.
My disdain for lists is deeply rooted. It's so bad that I rarely make a list to go grocery shopping. When I do actually take the time to sit down and write a list, I usually forget where I put it - causing me to walk around the grocery store trying to remember what was on my misplaced list. The funny part though, is when I am in the grocery store, I pine for my lost list. And when I return home and realize what I've forgotten, I usually vow to write a list next time.
I am coming around to lists, however. I witnessed my friend, Lyne, thoughtfully and respectively cross items off her list as we were packing up to leave Tahoe. The manner in which Lyne managed her list was very impressive and I made note of the stark contrast of her "list behavior" as compared to the "list behavior" of my old boss. As Lyne crossed items off her list, she seemed to become calmer and more sure of herself. My old boss just became more frantic when she crossed things off, it was like her life was dwindling away and she needed to find more "stuff" to add to the list.
There has to be a happy middle ground for the world of "lists." Maybe I will find it. Maybe I won't. I'll keep you "posted" (pun intended) on my progress.
On the advice of my Social Coordinator/Job Share Partner Extraordinaire, I went on a date with my hubbie last night. We started our evening with a dinner out at an Indian restaurant and then went to see the movie "Slumdog Millionaire."
We had a great time and even enticed some friends to come along, turning the evening into a double date. The process of double dating brought back memories of high school outings when we would go out for the evening in groups of girls and boys and fondly refer to it as "herd dating." Ironically, two of my herd dating gal pals now live on farms in southern Indiana. One friend raises Bison and the other friend has a number of different animals that she desperately tried to include in her Christmas card this year.
Let's come back to the present day and focus on last night's movie. I highly recommend it! Since seeing that movie, I vow to never complain again about my life. I look around my house and sing the praises of running water, flusing toilets, electricity and just modern day stuff! I will make only one more comment on the movie because I don't want to give anything away...the conditions that the characters in this movie lived through make our current economic crisis seem like a slight inconvenience. I hope you go see it and enjoy is as much as we did!
Social Coordinator/Job Share Partner Extraordinaire: Emily Bristow Double Date Partners: Steve and Mandy McAvoy Bison/Hell Raiser: Lisa Beck-King Animal Herder and all around great gal: Kelly Reese-Stevens