Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Thursday, October 25, 2007

So this isn't my exact baby, but I'll have to settle for this photo of a close cousin of her's I found on the Internet to show you how fabulous she is. We brought her home on October 8 and I've enjoyed every minute of my time spent with her. I waited a little while before shouting my love for Jett from the rooftops so as not to offend Rocky, the Jeep Liberty that kept me safe and happy for the last four years. I feel that three weeks is enough time to mourn Rocky and move forward with Jett. All kidding aside, I really do enjoy this car.
My vehicle history is short, but distinguished and might even say a bit about me. I've driven a Jeep since I was 16 years old when, for my 16th birthday, my father gave me "Bitch" as I called my fire engine red Jeep Cherokee Laredo. I drove her for a mere five years before some kids out causing trouble on Halloween in 2000 decided to break into her, drive her into a fence and dump her. She was never driveable again. So sad. Then I was given Sahara, a gold Jeep Grand, through the generosity of our family's local Houston bank and my grandparents. She was expensive, but a nice luxurious step up from the more rugged ride of the Laredo. Sahara and I went through a lot together in the short three years of our relationship. She and I sang tunes at the top of our lungs on the long road between work and home on 175 to Seagoville. And one terrible night, on that dreaded highway as I spoke to my Mother on the phone, I came upon a dog in the far left lane of the highway. I couldn't swerve and I couldn't slow down in time...you know the rest of the story. It was horrible. Sahara and I both knew that things had to end soon after that. If there ever were such a thing as bad karma that was it. So, Sahara was traded in for Rocky - the Jeep Liberty. Rocky was special because it was the first vehicle my husband really encouraged me to get for myself. I picked it out, I wanted it and I was so overjoyed with it. Rocky had leather seats, a sun roof, was the perfect size for a lady and I had no complaints about that great vehicle. But Rocky was leased and it was time to say 'good-bye.' I had a short separation period preceding the lease turn-in, which allowed me to more easily part with Rocky. During that time, I drove my husband's Jeep Grand (pretty sure he hasn't named his Jeep!). I, once again, was able to appreciate it's feeling of comfort and safety that was there from the beginning when I first sat behind the wheel of the Jeep Laredo - the car I learned how to drive in. Jeep has been good to me and I'm glad we've still got one in the family. But now on to my new love...
Jett is a 2008 Volkswagen Jetta. She is a beautiful, yet fun, blue graphite color and she has all the upgrades - sun roof, satellite radio, six-disk CD player, leatherette seats and, my favorite feature, butt warmers!! Jett has a fantastic sound system and she drives like a dream. I, once again, feel both safe and luxurious. I'm glad to know this car is one of the safest on the road with it's multitude of airbags and what not. I also love that the trunk is unreasonably large for a car this size. I never thought I would want to drive anything but a Jeep, but now I know there is a car that suits me just as well.
So, though it may seem strange to spend this much time and thought on a new car, I think it's important to enjoy something you spend so much time with. What a great way to start my day than being excited to drive my new car?! So much has happened with me and my vehicles over the years and I look forward to many new memories with Jett.
Friday, October 19, 2007
We are coming to the end of the Information Age and going into the Imagination Age. In this new age, we must focus on our emotional intelligence - people skills & creativity - if we are to excel as a nation in this global economy.
Children can't fine tune their emotional intelligence with their thumbs working a Gameboy, their fingers on a keyboard, eyes always glued to the TV or with a phone afixed to their ear. They will need time every day for sanctuary to think, create and work on who they are as people and for those around them.
I miss playing outdoors and being creative like I was as a kid. I fill so much of my time "doing stuff" and not "just being." I'm sure there's some deep-rooted psychological reason for this...
I'll never stop being amazed by my husband's talent, skills and ability to wow those around him with his creativity, humor and great ideas. He is already waltzing through his own "Imagination Age" leading me to think he'll do just fine over the next decade.
Being the first to finish a mid-term exam should feel good, but it actually feels damn scary. Oh the power of peer pressure and self-doubt...
Fridays come pretty fast when you're enjoying every moment of your week.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
— Jim Davis
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
It's amazing how the season of fall makes you feel. I'm so glad things are cooling down a bit. It's crazy how different 82 degrees feels from 92 degrees. It's been a warm October...a long summer and I am happy about fall. October is the month of leaves changing, people beginning to don light sweaters and jackets and snuggling a little closer together. October is also the month of my anniversary and that of several of my friends. We so enjoy the excitment of the plans and the reminiscing on our special days. Yes, October is one of my favorite months. There's just something fun and electric in the air.
On one of the first nights of fall, I went to Fort Worth over the weekend for only the second time in my life and I already want to go back. A friend and I met my Mom and Aunt for dinner in the Stockyards, which is a bustling area with restaurants and bars that definitely make Texas really seem like Texas. The restaurant we patronized was Lonesome Dove whose chef, Tim Love, has battled the Iron Chef (and won!!) on the Food Network. We got our photo taken with Chef Tim (see below) and enjoyed the food and wine.
Nicole, Chef Tim Love and Me
After dinner, we headed to downtown Fort Worth where we encountered bikers, cowboys, rockers, frat guys, rastafarians and a late-in-life gigilo all at one old music mainstay of Fort Worth - J&J's Blues Bar. Quite an experience! The music was great and I'd say it was a memorable night.
Yes, I definitely want to return to Fort Worth and experience all the other things that city has to offer. For only being about 50 minutes from Dallas, it sure is different and I liked it.


