Lee MCQ

What's left to say....

And So It Begins...

I find it so hard to believe that the summer is almost over. School is about to begin, I will head to Flushing for the US Open very soon. I really wish that you could join me...but I will be okay if you don't. As I approach Labor Day, I start to look forward to the end of vacation, beaches and tourists and I look forward to the fall, reading and relaxing. To what are you looking forward?

Many people start to feel blue as the seasons change but I love it. Fall is definitely my favorite season. I can't wait for the crisp weather to nip my face and fall fashions to take over the streets. Fall fashions are much more interesting than the minimalist gear of summer. I know that it is hot but we all still need to keep it in perspective. At some point the midriff, halter, and thong cease to be attractive.

Fall is especially beautiful in Washington, DC. I love it here. Nothing beats the drive through Rock Creek Park or sitting along the Potomac looking into Virginia. You have to visit...it is amazing!

I found this picture and I loved it! To me ...it means "and so it begins." What begins, you say? Everything...the beginning of a new season, a new book, a new fire in my fireplace, another chance to hang out with my family...it is just beginning! What will you do this fall? Here is your chance? Don't miss it!

Peacefully,

Chocl8drop

Perspective

What's to complain about? This is such an amazing photo. Washington is setting for the day and for the week. One more day! I have not had the best attitude today...actually and honestly, I have had a pretty crappy attitude this week. Amazingly, I have this attitude for no legitimate reason at all.

I actually think that I was much happier when I had much less. Have I developed a sense of entitlement? While I am not sure what the problem is; I am sure that I need to get over it pretty quickly.

"I don't want to get to the end of my life and find that I lived just the length of it. I want to have lived the width of it as well." --Diane Ackerman

I hope that quote means as much to you as it means to me.

My Perspective,
Chocl8drop

Monday

Okay...it's Monday. It is amazing how we all work for forty, very long, hours each week and we take off for forty eight, very short, hours each week. Where does the weekend go? Don't get me wrong, I actually like my job. Like many, I complain often and to anyone willing to listen but I still like my job. Not only do I like my job, I appreciate my job.

What I have noticed is that my weekend activities directly impact my attitude towards my week. If I do something exciting then the excitement lingers throughout the week. When I am miserable, the week is miserable.

Maybe, I will forget about being excited or miserable and just settle on being grateful. I am grateful. I am grateful that I don't have this guys job.

I lived in Spain. I love the pagentry of bull fighting. Sorry PETA!

Gratefully,
Chocl8drop

Somewhere Over the Rainbow

Stumbled across this picture on the web as I was sitting wishing that I was somewhere else. Don't get me wrong, I am happy to be where I am but it would be great to be here. I can see myself sitting in one of the bay windows reading one of my Harry Potter books for the third or fourth time. By the way, the new Harry Potter movie opens tomorrow. I am looking forward to returning to Hogwarts!!

Every once in a while it is a great idea to escape from our reality. Escapism refreshes our spirit, energizes our imagination and most importantly, makes us smile. Where will your imagination take you...hopefully, somewhere over the rainbow.

Dreamily,

Chocl8drop

Kiss and Make Up Already

Why don't they kiss and make up? Armstrong is two seconds behind Contador and still in third place. Stay tuned....

Drama

Monday. Why is Monday such a tough day? I was off for two days. I didn't relax but I was off. I started my day off by wrestling with my daily problem of finding something to wear. Why do I have this problem everyday? It would be a great idea to pick something the night before, but would the battle be any less weary? I dreaded putting on my make-up, pouted while finding my shoes, and cussed when I could not find my Blackberry, and finally, almost lost my mind in DC traffic. By the time I arrived at work...I was exhausted. I JUST HAD TWO DAYS OFF!!!!!

I can sum my morning up in one word, DRAMA. My problems had nothing to do with work, clothes, make-up or traffic. I was determined to have a bad day, not that anything or anyone contributed to it. I woke up with my typical attitude of Monday, and everything associated with it being against me. The problem was that I was dealing with the DRAMA of not liking myself and anything associated with me.

A little later in the day, while washing my hands in the ladies room, I looked at myself in the mirror and I reflected on real DRAMA. The fact that I was standing there only because sisters before me who really had DRAMA. My slave ancestor sisters who saw their children sold on an auction block, my African sisters who are watching their babies die right now from starvation or AIDS. My sister, Sonia Sotomayor, testifying today in front of a Senate committee to become the first Hispanic justice of the United States Supreme Court while fighting partisan DRAMA. I am so proud of her.

While I cannot promise that next Monday will be great, I can promise that it will be DRAMA free. I owe that to my sisters.

Humbly,
Chocl8drop

P.S. Found this amazing photo on the web. I can't see her DRAMA because I can only see her BEAUTY. Trust me, her clothes and make-up were irrelevant this morning.