Anniversary

Two years…I logged in today and found a notification that I have been with wordpress for TWO YEARS .

So I thought I would say thank you , two years and 84 followers later ..wow..probably a little late to say thank you. Maybe I should tell you a little about me. I really hate most of the things that I write …looking back …I am astonished that I actually posted any of it .

To me a blogger is someone like my sister…who is actually the reason I started in the first place . http://daniebethune.wordpress.com/

But back to my point.If I had one .Did I have one?. I have the shortest attention span .Seriously .

A little more about me

I’m a thin guy so I dress in layers . Even when it’s 50,000 degrees F, hotter than the surface of the sun. Such was the day of my date with my sister’s very attractive best friend ( I know my sister hates Birmingham, but I’m really glad she moved there – otherwise this date would likely have never happened ) it’s not that I’m vain..it’s just that I’m vain .I was literally dressed like this . I very nearly died . But it was worth it .And in my defense I didn’t know whether it was actually so hot outside or if I was just nervous . Cause , This isn’t just any lady I’m on a date with . This is a very attractive lady .

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tom hiddleston via http://pinterest.com/ethanbethune/my-style/

Anyway that’s just the way I am . I like hard sole shoes and the arts . Even though I’ve been in business since the age of 6 and business management for 5 years, in addition to Serving as a member of two boards.

It’s the small things like this poster that make me get excited.

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I can watch anything . I speak in quotes .Unfortunately, this also means that I can watch something ONCE and walk away remembering lines like this . Forever.

f92578b8453722b3f9cfc194e432d97aAndrew: Three days ago, I loathed you. I used to dream about you getting hit by a cab. Or poisoned. Then we had our little adventure up in Alaska and things started to change. Things changed when we kissed, and when you told me about your tattoo, even when you checked me out when we were naked. But I didn’t realize any of this until I was standing alone. In a barn… wife-less. You can imagine my disappointment when it suddenly dawned on me that the woman I love is about to be kicked out of the country. So, Margaret. Marry me. Because I’d like to date you.

But I’m a guy , so I’m supposed to be complex and layered with shadows – right? . no? oh . Somehow all of mine come out in weird silence and sarcasm .

So overall there is a little more about me ..my point in all of this was – is – I may not like everything I do , I may feel older than I am , I may be in business , arts , or traveling the world . I don’t know. I see my life as a series of events ….

I didn’t like them all …no one does …but all of it together has made me who I am .

I’ve been working for as long as I can remember . I would escape with books and stories .It’s a wonder I even graduated . But I DID graduate when I was 16 . Amazingly that doesn’t make me automatically have a job with NASA or Jesus .

I have found that it doesn’t matter what I do , or what I have . It’s not about power or position . Life? it’s about the people we meet and the people we love . It’s about doing the best we can with what we have , it’s not about where we live but our perspective and how we see the life around us .

It takes time…so be patient .

Life is a series of events, choices and decisions ….and it makes us .

and if this is who I am?

than I don’t want to be anyone else .

Thank you for staying with me and for all your comments .

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