Everyday Adventures

Sunday morning, sleeping in late with no obligations, worries or cares. My hand stretches out to lift the drapes having the sunshine peak into my bedroom and bring in the day. I recoil slightly and sink deeper into my sheets. Normally, my phone sounds the alarm and automatically I jump into the shower and race out the front door. My sheets are wrapped around me, so warm and soft- why can't it be a dark and dreary day. Never can I lay in bed on one of those bright blue mornings- I always feel guilty for wasting such beautiful weather and my inner clock won't let me go back to sleep with the sun shinning. After a few minutes of contemplation, I stretched out again for my phone and began getting ready for the day. Checking to make sure I haven't missed any calls, I playfully rock my boyfriend awake. Lazily he groans and stretches signaling his acknowledgment that he is being summoned awake. Finally after two or three more tries he is meekly roused and on his feet strapping on...

"Greater opportunities incur greater risk " which means that the days of cheap and effective oil is up. This speech this evening by the President of the United States was stirring, moving, and motivating that the time to embrace clean energy in now. BP is being held completely responsible for the compensatory damage costs to the surrounding areas that are being affected by the oil spill. (Though is seems as though this is more of a environmental catastrophe that is only going to get worse as the hurricane season draws nearer.) The entire development of the surge of oil in the Gulf is just astounding and those of us who are not part of the affected areas are dumbfounded at the toll that is being waged right off the coast of the Gulf. I understand the necessity of talking about the fisherman blessing but the President lost a lot of listeners during the ending. The devastation is incomprehensible and yet in order for us to overcome this disaster we must join together and act. B...

Photography is the capture of a moment in a refractive lens that burns the image on a disc/ memory card/ carbon film. It is the art or process of producing images of objects on photosensitive surfaces. Photography today is everywhere in the world carried around by explorers and tourist to the happy-go-lucky teenager who takes pictures of themselves to post on Facebook. It is a medium to be "artistic" or merely to capture a moment without having to put it into words. Photography can free and light hearten or an eye opening door unto the realities of the world that we live. Just as picking up a pencil and writing out a novel or brushstrokes across a canvas is a way to express yourself, a camera can also be that tool to construct your next masterpiece. So whether you are feeling creative or just want to remember what expression your son had when he took his first step across the back patio, go out- grab your camera and start shooting.

I leaned over to my co-worker and let him know that I was a curious and noisy person. "Is Shelia a curious person?" I logged in remotely in order to work alongside Richard and was conveniently commandeering Shelia's desktop as she was out of the office today. Shelia had been with the firm for only a few weeks. A quite and slightly reserved person in a high powered, male, testoster-roni type of profession, she seemed like a confidant. "Not quite sure, I don't really talk to her that much." His desk is less than a foot away alongside. "What! You don't really talk to her? She is practically another appendage and you don't talk to her? Where is she today? What is her life's ambition? Where is she from? Does she have brother's and sisters? At least give the poor woman some polite conversation." A blank stare glances back at me. "Do you ever just sit still?"

Introduction: Out into the world I come with my head held high and full of aspiration and sense of accomplishment. My foot sticks into the sidewalk and I fall flat on my face. No warning...just splat on the concrete. Laughing at my own inability to judge my own surroundings, as though I am a 7 year old who just skinned their knee, I gather myself together and continue to trudge the rest of the way to a nearby coffee shop. (Yes, this happens quite often that I fall down for no apparent reason.) Sitting down I look around fervently for the nearest outlet to "plug into life" and order a beverage, so as not to appear ungrateful for the space and utilities. Positioning myself with a quick sigh, I begin my own reflection on how we live, laugh, and love.