CaRRoTToP's blog: "You've Been Tagged!"

Instructions...... Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose at least 5 people to be tagged, listing their names . Don't forget to leave a comment that says, "You're it!" on their profile and ask them to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you. 1. I love chocolate and believe it should be a major food group! 2. My favorite band is Fleetwood Mac 3. I truly believe that Mean people SUCK 4. My kids are MY LIFE and my greatest accomplishment 5. My favorite season of the year is fall 6. When I love someone, I love them deeply 7. Once I call you friend, I will be loyal and defend you to the bitter end...but if you lie to me, it will be like I never even knew you existed. 8. Did I mention I like chocolate???? oh yeah and steak & baked tater.. Mmmmmmm lol 9. I am CRaZyY!! (in a good way) 10. My worst (and at times, best) quality is STUBBORNESS!! I am tagging Shaneomack33 (of course!) Diffgirl, Desperado, Princess Di, Prince of Pirates, and Pirate Queen...love ya all!!

ALL I REALLY NEED TO KNOW I LEARNED IN KINDERGARTEN (a guide for Global Leadership) All I really need to know about how to live and what to do and how to be I learned in kindergarten. Wisdom was not at the top of the graduate school mountain, but there in the sand pile at school. These are the things I learned: Share everything. Play fair. Don't hit people. Put things back where you found them. Clean up your own mess. Don't take things that aren't yours. Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody. Wash your hands before you eat. Flush. Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you. Live a balanced life - learn some and think some and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day some. Take a nap every afternoon. When you go out in the world, watch out for traffic, hold hands and stick together. Be aware of wonder. Remember the little seed in the Styrofoam cup: the roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody really knows how or why, but we are all like that. Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the Styrofoam cup - they all die. So do we. And then remember the Dick-and-Jane books and the first word you learned - the biggest word of all - LOOK. Everything you need to know is in there somewhere. The Golden Rule and love and basic sanitation. Ecology and politics and equality and sane living. Take any one of those items and extrapolate it into sophisticated adult terms and apply it to your family life or your work or government or your world and it holds true and clear and firm. Think what a better world it would be if we all - the whole world - had cookies and milk at about 3 o'clock in the afternoon and then lay down with our blankies for a nap. Or if all governments had as a basic policy to always put things back where they found them and to clean up their own mess. And it is still true, no matter how old you are, when you go out in the world, it is best to hold hands and stick together. [Source: "ALL I REALLY NEED TO KNOW I LEARNED IN KINDERGARTEN" by Robert Fulghum

The moonlight shown upon the shore where I saw my windswept sailor bow... His cloak, it billowed in the windy night as he gently knelt and kissed the ground. His gaze, it fell upon my face As he lift his weary head... Would the whispers of my heart be heard? Or would he heed the sea instead? The voice that calls from midst the waves Has entwined his very soul My heart, it yearns, cries louder still For my sailor to choose home. The sea spews forth in gathering rage, its embrace a foamy mist... But my sailor does not turn his gaze as a smile plays on his lips. Unspoken words, their meaning clear Connect across the sand, As the moonlight on this stormy night Reveals him lift his hand. He slowly rises to his feet And beckons 'cross the night For now, his home is on this shore... his safe harbor, his guiding light. His eyes, they plead with me to wait to endure the changing tides To rise, to fall, to be the star that silently, patiently guides. My heart, it leaps within my chest As a tear slides down my cheek... For my soul, it cannot fathom still what my sailor must go seek. My sigh escapes into this night as my heart conveys its whim... His hold on me, its grip so strong... is as the sea's on him. by LMA 2/1/08