the couch again..

Mark Gungor, who I love love love says this about men - they spend aloooota time in their "nothing" boxes....:-/...(well aint that a suprise:-/)....but wait, it gets better..my ABSOLUTE best, is all the guffawing, slapping of sides, snorting, and "hi-fiving" that happens, when he announces this....seriously????.....how is that a good thing?.....and then they wonder why they die young???? (rolling eyes) ..it's called "lack of exercise"...!

....c'mon...are we really going to pretend we're suprised though, at this 'insight' into the male pysche (they have a psyche??)....you just need to observe them on the couch to know that that's NOTHING *REMOTELY* happening...right there.....(grin).....but the truth is, in my house, if everyone was on steroids like I am, things would be GREAT we'd have a problem....ish.....confession time...i think I'm half woman, half Ninja.  I mean I must be...if you SAW the stuff I get up to, you'd be a believer.

SO I'm pondering on the fact that there MUST be something in it....the *nothing box* thing, but it does beg the question....I mean if God made man in his image, and they spend aaalll that time in their *nothing boxes*, then HEY???.....doesn't it make you wonder...just a little....about ....you know...what's REALLY going on "upstairs"???...

After deciding I've SERIOUSLY got to give this nothing-ness-less whateva, thingiemajig a try (it was either that or exercise ie. a no-brainer) ....... I found these beautiful words about a slower pace of living, written by Victoria Moran....i hope it inspires you to gear down to first, if you're behaving like a woman possessed feeling like you need it....

Here goes...she's just...sigh....a genius at work, a master of words, who's sees into the hearts of so many of us...

"I want a life with less stuff in it - fewer clothes I don't wear, less mail and less paper; fewer to-do list items that don't make my heart sing. I want everything in my home to either do something or mean something.

I intend to travel less - only for real fun or real money.

I want less email and the nerve to not answer it if I don't feel like it, and maybe not even open it if I don't feel like that. I want a clearer calendar and a shorter tax return.

I look forward to divesting from my wardrobe any garment that has "sweat" as its first syllable.

I relish the thought of knowing less about Brad and Angelina and more about me. I crave the chance to do more work that matters and less that spins my wheels.

I want days to be longer so I don't have to choose between mediation and writing in my journal, or between yoga and Pilates, my husband and my daughter. Long days would mean making dinner from scratch and writing with a pen. Days like that would put empty spaces in my life so if something wonderful showed up, there would be room for her to sit. I want more time to spend with my dog. (If I had the time, I'd get the dog.)

I want to live in the day I'm given and stop defusing miracles by needing them so much.

I want to spend more time with the people I love and the ones I find interesting.

I yearn to immerse myself in the sacred and be choosy about the profane.

I choose to live my life now and never again strive to reach a goal unless I should happen to take up hockey....

sigh....Happy Wednesday GF's.....swopping the mood....cappuccino's for cocktails......