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Ladies and gentelman.

Hold on to your seats.

The day has come that we have all been waiting for.

Yes, you know the day that I am talking about. I am sure that some of you have even experienced this day. It's one of those things that sneaks up on you without expecting it and before you know it....BOOM!

You have been tagged.

If you still don't know what I am talking about you are seriously missing out.

Today was my day...

 

Will you hold please?

Have you ever noticed that when you call a place of business, more often than not and only when applicable, they will ask you if you mind holding?

I have had this happen to me a few times in the recent days. And one day when I was feeling quite cantankerous the thoughts occurred to me, "What if I say no?"

Just imagine, you dial the number, listen to the phone ring and wait for an answer. The first thing you hear when the phone is answered is, "Thank you for calling (insert company name here), would you mind holding?"

Now what if I don't want to hold? And what if I say no? I don't want to sit here while you do whatever it is that you are doing and possibly end up forgetting me.

Sometimes you are just not in the mood to be put on hold, and it's not because you are impatient or rude. Sometimes you are calling right then, at the moment, because you need an answer right now. (I guess that it the flaw that lies within todays society, the desire to find immediate gratification in everything, but that is another topic for another post.)

I haven't had the opportunity to try this out, but I bet that 9 out of 10 times I will still be placed on hold. And to further this little adventure, what if my response to the question, "Will you hold please?" is "For how long?". Then what do you think their response will be? How often do you think they will actually listen for a response?

A Poem

Gather round little children,
Come, gather round,
And listen to the story of the great big hound.

This great big hound lived
long, long ago
In a little old village named Idontknow.

He was a sweet hound,
With friends, here and there,
Until one day he ate, the village hare.

Once his mind was made up,
There was no turning back,
Then all the villagers decided to attack.

Then this great big hound,
was tackled to the ground,
And locked up for life, in the village pound.

For this hare you see
Was no ordinary hare
It was the grand prize winner at the county fair.

It was prized by all
Villagers, near and far
Then the poor little hound was no longer the star.

So little children,
Let jealousy be
For you may become as the hound is, you see?

~Written by Me, Aug 10, 2006

Something to Ponder

Isaiah 64:8

"But now, O Lord, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand."

What does this mean to you and how would you apply it to your life? It's a simple question. Can you answer it?

Life is Good...

In Colorado.

For the past few months I have been dreadfully homesick. I have missed walking thru paths that are a part of me. I have missed seeing mountains that move my soul and warm my heart. I have missed feeling the joyful warmth of the sun on my face, even if there is snow on the ground. I have missed the fresh air, the babbling brooks, and the rustle of the leaves on the trees. I have missed my home. And finally I get to go back, not once but twice. I am so excited! Albeit, the first time will be for work. But I will be in the mountains for four days so who can complain? Then the second visit will be for pure fun.

And just in case you are wondering what Colorado is like. Here are a couple of pictures from my last visit which happened to be in January. I promise to bring backs loads more this next time.

These photographs were taken just out side of Steamboat Springs. It is absolutely gorgeous there during the winter and 10 times more incredible during the summer. It truly is a winter wonderland.

Can you imagine a place where the sun shines over 300 days a year? The best school days growing up were snow days. We would wake up in the morning to a blizzard, school would be cancelled and we would sit around drinking hot chocolate and watching cartoons. Or we would go outside and play in the snow, making snowmen and tunnels where we could. Then we would wait for the sun to come out. As soon as the sun came out it was only a matter of time before we took off our winter clothes and and ran around in the streets as the snow melted from the ground.
By the afternoon most of the snow would be gone and we were in heaven. Then as high school came around snow day meant that it was the perfect day to hit the slopes. Skiing and snowboarding was the way to go.

Ahh...the joys of Colorado. If you haven't been there I would highly suggest visiting. It is, after all, one of the greatest places on earth. And rumor has it that it is the number two place for singles in the United Sates...wait a minute what am I doing in Boston then...that is the question. Trust me, if I come up with an answer you will be the second to know.