So right now I’m going between two different last names. Most of my 3 readers know the reasoning behind this. I wonder continually what last name to put down… things aren’t final and I debated about going back to my maiden name or not. I finally made the decision and have the new business cards – so I guess that makes it official – I am Danielle Taylor once more.
We all know the quote about the rose smelling as sweet by the two star crossed youth… but what is in a name? I have grown up a stereotypical middle child which means I (even now) hear a roll call when someone speaks to me. In church I was always referred to as Donita, Deidre – Danielle. Or sometimes they wouldn’t even get to my name they would just call me by a different name. And I remember being so freakin frustrated. I am DANIELLE!!!! I wanted people to know ME and not that I was someones sister or daughter. (sigh)
In my job now I am constantly referred to as Diane, Denise or some off the wall derivitive of my given name… and now that’s okay. I have accepted that it’s okay to not know me. I am not just my name. But who am I? I find that answer is constantly evolving and changing – sometimes positive and sometimes not… For right now though I am simply Danielle.
I saw this clip this morning on one of my favorite websites and it has really started the thinking. I try to not hate, I try to forgive, but sometimes I miss out on loving those that make it hard.
My older and wiser sister asked me once if I wanted her to hate someone that I was devestated by and I responded that our family is better than hate. But Am I good enough to love? In that particular case the door is closed and that person will never return to my life and I have to work on fogiveness both to myself and to someone else that I will not speak with again.
But those people in my life that I just don’t get, that try my patience, that try my heart… I need to work on loving them as they are and accepting them for all that requires.
I am continually seeing places that I fail, but perhaps here I can strive to do better….
sometimes I draw a blank and sometimes my cup flows over with great ideas that I’m certain you want to read all about. I’m taking off for a few days on a mini vacation.
I am packed and about to load up the car and then after church I’m gonna meet up with my friend and we are hitting the road. Everyone is hiking Mt. Leconte tomorrow… but I’m not sure what I’m going to do yet.. and that delights me beyond measure.
So, see you in a few days. My laptop is packed and I plan on ennjoying free wifi at various locations, but if I don’t blog – don’t hold it against me. I am hoping instead to get alot of writting done. Cause ya know, I’m cool like that.
De and I celebrated our birthday on Sunday. I use to hate to share my day with someone else and never have my own cake. Now I’m thankful to never be alone on our day. It’s incredible to sit around a table with people you love and realize that you are all in this crazy life together.
We went to the pfunky griddle and it was delish – I had banana’s for my pancakes and they were very tasty. De had chocolate chips. I could tell you all about what I received for the big day – but that’s not the point. I will tell you that I had a lovely time and that family togetherness was the goal and it was fun.
I guess as you get older and hopefully wiser you learn more about what is important and what can be held off on… I’m no longer concerned about getting the new cd or thing – I am more interested in seeing those I value and visiting for the few short moments we get together.
I wish I had pictures to share of our actual time at the griddle, but alas I totally forgot to take any inside… I guess we were having too much fun together. Perhaps I will be better about that one next year.
Deidre here is to another year of fun and mayhem and thanks for being a wonderful twin to share with. I love you.
So, my beloved crackberry finally bit the dust last night. We were on a drive together and I took a corner too fast and bb took a short ill advised flight landing hard of the floorboard, knocking my battery cover off and killing the screen for once and all. I took the pieces to the roommate and she helped me file an insurance claim… Luckily my replacement will be here today. Unluckily I haven’t backed up like I should have… and am hoping that I will be able to purchase an extra data cable and save all my numbers and more importantly pictures that are already on my phone. Some of those have luckily already been saved to my flickr account, but not all the others. In fact I was thinking today about taking a pic of my phone.. but I would need my phone to do so. See the conundrum that creates?
Arg! Why am I so attached to this little pesky lifeline? I went almost 3 years without a cell phone and for the most part only inconvienced others around me and not myself. But I guess it’s true now, that this is really a life line for me. I am able to twitter, and txt and im and do all kinds of fun things. It’s also a connection for me. When I am about to scream at the though of going home to a quiet house I can use my phone to call others and perhaps create a diversion for myself for a little bit. In a very short time I became one of “those” people who must have their phone at all times.
I know it’s sad, but if you know me, you realized that I create attachments easily to sometimes not healthy things. Bubble tea anyone? Or how about some shampoo? oh well, I’m finished ranting now, just another lesson in the school book of Danielle.
I may use ! marks to often… or these… but what can I say? I am easily excited. And more on that subject – Deidre and I have an upcoming birthday, where we will officially enter our late 20’s. Wow! De is getting OLD. haha. just kidding…really.
We are having the usual family celebration with anyone else who wants to come. It’s pay for your own, but if you want to be surrounded by laughter and wonderful people – then this is the celebration.
Sunday July 12th at 1 pm at the Pfunky Griddle - their main thing is that you can make your own pancakes. Simply DELISH and very fun.
Plus how can you not enjoy seeing this face open gifts?
I love my job. I get to help people find employment, I wear different hats and am pretty much able to run my office in the best way that works for the community at large. That being my discaimer – I LOVE paid holiday’s. I feel as though I’m playing hookey and that I’m somehow gonna get caught and sent to detention… not that it ever happened to me… ahem right dad?
I kidnapped my friend Sonya on Friday, my office was closed for Independence Day, and we took off to Nashville where I showed off some of the favorite parts of my city. I love being a Nashville girl – more namely I love living close enough to play in the city and come home and sleep in Springfield.
Of course our day really started at my favorite Bux with some of my favorite Barista’s. They make my day usually start better.
Sonya and I took a break shopping in the Hill Center down the street from Green Hills. It was too pretty to be inside that day. We also tore up Green Hills Mall and had lunch at the Cheesecake Factory.
No trip to Nville is complete without stopping at Edgehill and grabbing a bubble tea. Sonya wasn’t sure about that one.
We then went up to West End and stopped in Life Way for a bit.
Finally we went home… But it was a nice time away from the norm. Thanks Sonya, lets do it again soon.
I made these little gems for Fathers Day this year. I dropped off a pan at the local bux and took a few to Sunday School. I didn’t get to celebrate the day with pops since he and De were on their great adventure to Washington State – expect more on that topic later. But these were kinda a hit. Cupcakes with brownies and tinted icing for the burgers and the fries were rolled sugar cookies. I was totally proud of myself. LOL Yea that’s how I roll.
