Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Adventures Away from the Computer

Sweat dripping down my face, the wind shaking me from side to side as I dangle 60 feet above the ground on a rappel line, I think to myself "Why the hell was I so unhappy yesterday?" The ups and downs (literal and figurative) of the last little while have made for a bit of a wild ride. From days on end of sitting in front of the computer and dealing with the physical aspects of my world crumbling around me (everything that could break in the house or car has broken) to zip lining and rappeling and snorkeling and enjoying some incredible life experiences and some successes.

Spending too much time in front of the computer sometimes feels like a trap. I start to get down, blue, antsy and itchy. Gotta get outta the house. Gotta get Max outta the house. I took him to Cenote Kin Ha last week, a long trip through the jungle via a one lane "rustic" road that is more suitable to ATV's (I had to squeeze over to the side to let them pass). No cel service, no 3G checking Facebook, just me and the kid bouncing along and singing "Queen" songs and hoping the engine wouldn't fall out.

The only other people at the cenote were a family with two kids, we had our own little private oasis. He zoomed around on a kayak, we jumped off the dock and swam in the frigid waters. Ate a samwich and went back for more. Then rolling back down the bumpy road where Max's mantra was "I'm going to vomit! Vomit! Vomit!" before he promptly fell asleep. Great day out for him, for me (though perhaps not for the car).

"Work" brought me a great high this past weekend with a fam trip on an extreme adventure tour. I want to do this every week! If I could just constantly be trying new adventures, taking pictures and writing about it, I think I would be a happy woman. I work with some really fun people, we travel well together so fam trip days are always a laugh. Starting the day snorkeling with sea turtles in Akumal, not a bad beginning. We then hit the jungle, had a hearty lunch and proceeded to a really stunning cenote. Icy cold waters, large stalactites, and an amazing landscape of stalagmites under the water. Definitely ranks high on my cenote list.

The rappel was next and I think all of us were a little nervous, but everyone did it, I felt alive hanging so high in the air on an inch thick rope looking over the jungle to the Caribbean Sea. We zip lined next, which I like but has become a little old hat I admit, I've lost the thrill. A really great park, very natural, they have kept it fairly rustic without being RUSTIC. (read: they have toilets that flush) Adrenaline, endorphins and serotonin were flowin'.

I come back energized. Dive into the pictures to relive the day. Smile at my coworkers faces. Laugh to myself. And check Facebook. (Girl can't live by adventure alone now, can she?)

Tuesday, May 17, 2011


I've never had a whole lot of luck having girlfriends. Friends with girls. My best friend was always best friends with somebody else. I always felt on the outside looking in to tight female relationships. It's only in the last couple of years that I have developed what I think are strong, positive friendships with women where I don't feel on the outside, where I feel love for them and loved in return. In some part I owe these relationships to blogging, the women that I feel close to are writers and creative and free spirits living a different sort of life.

In separating from Hubby I have had to suck up my feelings of dread of leaning on anyone and have reached out to some spectacular women. I am completely overwhelmed by the support and love I have received, and really just need to shout it out. All these great chicks are going through their own stuff, struggling through and yet they take the time to lift me up, make me vomit laughing and take me out to sing and dance with abandon (sometimes accompanied by various alcoholic drinks). Some of them are lifting me up through chat, distance doesn't matter, we laugh and cry and physical proximity doesn't even seem to exist, the emotional closeness is kind of ridiculous actually. Others kick me in the ass, curse with me when I need to curse and call up Max just to say "Hey dude, what's up? Listen to your mom, eh?" (in my best Minnesota accent). And yet other friends just go to crazy extremes to entertain me, you know who you are and those extremes are best left in the vault, bless your heart.

I feel fortunate. I may be forty but I am finally discovering the joy of female friendship and it couldn't have come at a better time. Kudos to all you rocking women out there who stand by your friends, wipe tears, kick asses, bring beers, rub backs, chat endlessly about nothing, share wicked chick songs, send silly cat links, curse and swear, bring apples, and basically let your friends know that you care. I am so incredibly lucky to finally know how cool chicks really are. Thanks ladies, you know who you are.

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