Snoring

The other night I was laying in bed, listening to my husband snore.

"I can deal with this sound," I thought to myself. "On second thought, I love him, but that is too darn loud!" I say out loud while simultaneously elbowing him.

"Huh? What's going on?" he asks freaking out, turns over and goes back to sleep.

I knew this would happen, but I had to get some sleep. There's nothing worse than lying in bed listening to someone else sleep. Is there?

This video reminds me of Stefan without all the coughing up cheeto business. Although sometimes in his sleep he......nevermind, but I will say it's totally gross. Anyways, this video makes me laugh, which is a lot more than I can say for his snoring.

"I love you, baby!"

Celebrate Diversity

Each and every person on Planet Earth has their own unique finger print. Everyone is different and that, in my opinion, is what makes the world go 'round.

I love having friends who are different than me. And trust me they are. Friends with different and unique perceptions, who come from various religious, professional and childhood backgrounds. I learn so much about life from the stories they take the time to share with me. One way to live isn't better than any other way.

There are as many ways to live life, as there are people living on Planet Earth, approximately 6.7 billion and counting. Each person is creating their own movie here on Earth. Some people prefer drama and some prefer comedy, while others are drawn to documentaries or musicals. Then there are those who seem to be living in a romantic comedy, which in real life is not that funny.

Although sometimes I wonder why everyone doesn't see things the way I do. My vision of the world could make the world a better place. But that would be so boring and may not work since everyone probably holds their own vision in the same regard.

The point of being on Planet Earth is to learn from each other's gifts and share our gifts with the world.

But in reality what frequently happens is people who are different are ostracized because they don't fit into the MYTH of the norm. People often fear what they don't understand. It's time to put fear aside and embrace love by listening to people who are different so we can understand where they are coming from, instead of telling them where we think they ought to be coming from.

Now is the time to stop taking away people's rights because they are different from what we believe is right. Opinions are like noses: every one's got one. As long as air gets through it, no matter the shape or size of the nose, then so be it. Rather than judging someone eles's nose, let's all take a deep breath together. Breathing is one thing we all have in common.

One of the interesting trends happening on the Internet is the level of honesty is higher through online communications than face to face. And I think this lessening of smoke and mirrors online eventually will filter down to face to face relations. People once thought that the Internet was making life less personal, but it's actually creating forums for people to be honest about who they are because they can connect to thousands of people similar to themselves.

Now there's a breath of fresh air.

A Bad Day of Surfing

A surfing company used to have an ad slogan that went something like, "Even a bad day of surfing is better than a good day at work."

And this explains why after getting slapped in the face by one wave, having another wave try to pull my arm out of its socket and yet another wave attempt to give me whiplash I love, love, love surfing.

Or having someone who doesn't know how to surf paddle straight out to the peak, I waited 10 years to paddle over to, or having some guy snake me because I'm a girl and he doesn't yet know, "mama might surf better than him, or getting snaked even when the surfer knows I can surf, I love, love, love surfing.

Or when I'm in the middle of a crowd that doesn't know there are rules in surfing, and instead believes it's a free for all, cowabunga, induced orgy, I love, love, love surfing.

Or when some grumpy local starts yelling profanities because he doesn't know how to cope with the surge in popularity of surfing that is causing CEOs and fortysomethings to take to the waves in the 1000s, I love, love, love surfing.

After all that abuse, which sometimes reminds me of a bad relationship I should probably consider leaving, even after hypothermia has set itself into my bones, I love, love, love surfing.

Prop H8: The Musical

One of my facebook friends posted an awesome video titled, "Prop 8 The Musical." I LOVE social networking for the very reason of sharing, sharing and more sharing. When celebrities join together for a good cause, I have to say, I'm nothing but impressed.

I adore a gr8 musical. This one is especially near and dear to my heart. Jack Black, as Jesus, is brilliant. Some of my favorite lines from the musical were, "choose love instead of hate and besides your nation was built on separation of church and state!"

If you have three minutes and sixteen seconds give this video a go. It's worth it.

Happiness is Contagious So Take Off Your Clothes

There was an article published in Friday's New York Times about how if your friends' friends are happy they can affect you in a happy, positive way. Click the link above if you need all the data to believe happiness spreads like wildfire from person to person.

I didn't need a study to know that. In fact, lately I've been noticing when people smile at me, in say the grocery store, I get this warm, happy, fuzzy feeling inside. True, sometimes it's because I just wet my pants, another lovely side effect of natural childbirth, but not always. How do you spell K-E-G-E-L-S?

Lately, I've been surfing with my SFF (surfing friend forever) and she's all smiles and happiness out in a line up full of grumpy, grouchy, stink eye surfers. I've noticed her smiles and our laughter having an impact on the surfing line up, even if it's a confused, "what's so funny? I don't get it?" kind of impact. Which usually makes us laugh more. Then, their stink eyes magically transform into smiles and they start laughing with us, even though they don't quite know what they are laughing at.

And we are so nice we often let the guys think we are talking secretly about them. Of course, sometimes we actually are talking about them. Like, when Not Smith paddles out. Smith is Samantha's boyfriend from Sex in the City(these are not real people), and there's a guy that surfs who looks just like Smith, so we call him Not Smith because he looks like Smith, but he isn't. I don't think he is, anyways?

Smith even shaved his head when Samantha got cancer. But unfortunately, Samantha couldn't deal with the side effects of monogamy and she let him go. Poor Smith.



This Photo is for those people who
don't know who Smith is. Now you do.

One day after my friend paddled in to go to work one surfer dude commented, "wow your friend sure is happy!"

"I know that's why I love surfing with her," I say. Even when she's frozen as a Popsicle and can no longer feel her feet, she's still smiling and laughing."