The Spinning Teacup of Doom...

***The following blog contains personal thoughts and rantings of a deranged lady nerd.  All characters are a work of fiction.  Any likenesses to anyone alive or dead is strictly coincidental.  Also, do not judge me on my spelling, grammar, or punctuation errors.  I don't make mistakes; I make improvements.***

Hey guys.  So I know that I haven't been around much...again.  And for that I am sorry.  I would like to say that work has been keeping me busy, or that I have been partying it up downtown, or that I have been flying all around the world with Christian Grey in his private jet.  But in all honesty, I have just been lazy.  I have done posts on kids today, reinvention, and most recently dating.  But I haven't had anything interesting to talk about this month.  Or so I thought...

My mother's birthday was the 14th of this month and I celebrated by watching all 6 hours of the BBC miniseries of Pride and Prejudice and eating an entire pizza (not in one sitting, although I bet I could do it).  I have been in and out of The Bell Jar, and I am just starting to realize who I can really count on and what I really consider important in my life.  Ah, life.  That 4-letter word that we all try to overcome.  We fill it with people, experiences, memories and when all is said and done, we take a step back and look at the masterpiece that was and is our existence. 

There are so many cliches when it comes to life: 

Life is a party.  Wear comfortable shoes. 
Life is a roller coaster. You have your ups and downs. 
Life is a bitch and then you die.   There is no second part to that one. 

My favorite, however, is, "Life is like a spinning teacup.  Maybe everything will seem clearer after we sit and spin in it for a while."  Basically, this little gem is saying that you just have to get in the middle of all the crap and wait for the ride to be over.  And if you're lucky, after the dizziness wears off you will have a better view on how to deal with the amusement park of life.  

Or you'll just want a funnel cake.  Either way. 

I tend to write when I am trapped in the spinning teacup ride of death...or life.  Whatever you call it.  I write myself emails, I leave little notes, I even one time decided to mail a letter addressed to myself.  I find it therapeutic in a way, that no matter what is going on in life you can be alone with your thoughts.  You can jot down what is bothering you or what you are angry about at that moment in time.  You can focus your frustration onto what really needs fixing.  You might be spinning, your might be sick, you might want to throw-up, but dammit when your eyes focus on that one thing life gets a little more clear. 

Things are changing in the world around us.  Fall is here (or what Texas calls fall) and before you know it the holidays will be knocking on our front doors.  This year will end as quickly as it came and we will be left at midnight watching that ball drop making a resolution that next year will be better than the last.  I might be jumping ahead of myself, but I am already thinking of a good resolution.  This year has given me enough headaches, enough sleepless nights, enough heartache and more than my fair share of puffy eyes.    

With 2 days to October, I am already dreaming of next year.  I am planning, plotting, and figuring out what it is I will be doing and who I am bringing along for the ride.  There is plenty of room in my teacup.  I hope that you will enjoy the ride with me.  But if you scream in my ear I will punch you in the throat :)

I would appreciate you passing my little blog around, and leave me a comment of what your favorite "life" quote is. 

Dammit.  Now I want chocolate.