It Only Takes a Moment


I always find it interesting to observe people’s reaction to bad news, in this case the death of Actor Robin Williams. I am sure a large majority of us, more than most may think, have pondered the thought of suicide, even if only for a moment.

The comments thus far about Robin Williams’s death have been negative from some and fortunately uplifting from many. Sometimes necessary thoughts start churning in your mind and they are meant to come out so they can be free and peace can flow.

For those who have been negative and judgmental about what suicide is or is not, or how life should or should not be, my prayer is that may anyone contemplating suicide never seek solace in you as a friend. We need to be better listeners, and less advice givers. We all fall short…….

I read a quote one time that sums up how our relationships should be with one another,

“We are not put on this earth to see through people. We are put here to see people through.”

I am thankful everyday for the unconditional love that has been extended to me throughout my life. Thank you my unconditional loving family and friends. Tonight my necessary thoughts needed to escape.


[Suicide Hotline:  or call 1-800-273-8255]





Sorry all! I took a small detour so that I could try to get my head around a new career role. Detours can be interesting in that you are not always sure where you might end up, or what you might find. I have received more definite clarification in the fact that most things, ideas, and people, are never quite what they seem. I have also learned that if you are not in a leadership role you are more isolated and sheltered than what you think. I really did think I new what my predecessor was doing all those years. Really I did! I didn’t!!! It was only a glimmer.

Finding anyone person that you can truly trust and is a true confidant has also required a detour. However, one bonus of being an introvert is that the fact its lonely at the top is actually appreciated. :)

The moral of this random thought is that:

  • Detours should be expected
  • Look for the signs
  • The detour will not always be shorter so appreciate scenery
  • Prepare for Plan B if the detour takes you somewhere different from what you thought
  • You basically never really know where the next turn may take you


Peace & Frogs





Everything we need to know we can find out by searching the Internet.



It does crack me up that when you are having a conversation with some one, particularly one that involves some level of debate, if you question the other party far enough in how they came to their choice of reason, most often they say they read it on the internet. I was talking to one of my friends the other day about some childhood memories of riding the school bus, when, it suddenly occurred to me that prior to the internet, or any thoughts thereof, we had the school bus.

Riding the school bus was like “living” the internet! OMG! We were the Internet!

Whatever crazy, off-the-wall question you had, or inquisition into anything remotely to do with sex, drugs or rock-n-roll you could get the answer on the school bus. The other point of how riding the school bus is like the internet, is that even if you did not want to know something, it was going to be shoved in front of your face regardless.

You know, like, Johnny’s pants being pulled down.

Or, Terry Lee eating chewing gum of the floor.

Or, Quiet Riot heavy metal music being blasted in your ear.

Or, the tongue twisting going on the back seat by the latest couple that wasn’t fighting……….and the list goes on.

I do, though, feel like I  learned some credible information on the school bus. Such as the smart girls sharing their Spanish vocabulary words. Or the latest classic literature,  and specific famous lines. I too was able to catch up on some good reading while trying to ignore the wealth of information being overshared from the back.

I was also able to determine what not to do, which has not only brought some good laughs and memories, but has also helped me appreciate the fear my parents put into me if I had participated in any googling of sorts.

So if any kids are reading this blog, know that when your parents or guardians are blocking certain Internet options for you, they are actually doing you a favor.

However, I will provide a contradiction here, and say that if you are blocked from the Internet, and you just have a burning question that want an answer to, catch a ride on the school bus. It will have the same effect.

Peace & Frogs


Economy Even Effecting the Bugs


I was driving down the interstate the other day, and passed a very small car. On the side of the driver’s side door was a sign. I assume it was a business sign, as it read, “Economy Exterminator”.  I literally laughed out loud as I thought to myself, “What does that mean exactly?” “Economy Exterminator?”.

Do they only exterminate a few rooms in your home/business/space?

Do they only exterminate a portion of the insects/critters that they see?

Do they only exterminate the body and leave the legs?

Do they dilute the exterminating mixture so it knocks out the insect/critters for a short time, while they sweep and bag them and take them elsewhere?

Either way, if the answer to any of these questions is, “Yes!”. I will pony up the extra money and go for the “We Exterminate it All” payment.

Peace & Frogs,


P.S. This one may have me perplexed and questioning for awhile, “Economy Exterminating”……… :)

Did you Hear me?


Approaching a long weekend at the office with Monday being a holiday, not many folks were in the office, including
the receptionist. Therefore, several of us took turns at the front desk answering the phones. Even at my own desk from time to time I get random phone calls where the caller immediately unleashes a long drawn out story about their given situation before they even tell me their name, or give me time to ask who they are wishing to speak with. This unleashing is even more apparent and animated at the front desk when an individual stops by in person, which is why today, as I played the role of receptionist for a few hours, I realized I needed to be very self-aware of my facial expressions and body language.

After answering several phone calls and listening to the caller, I asked myself, “Why do people feel the need to tell their story to me, the receptionist?” Some of the calls were entertaining, while others were just simply a call.  I am also weighing part of the conversations thinking whether their story is real, or am I hearing another excuse. I think my listening skills are dwindling, or else I am just becoming more callus.

As a society we do not listen very well, but when we have something to say we want others to listen. Listening in general has so many contradictions and assumptions that tag along with the premise.
For example:

  • We assume that because we are talking that someone is listening
  • We assume that if we what we are saying is important
  • We want someone to listen to us, but we are not always listening to them (or listening to their body language)
  • We believe that we heard someone say, was indeed what they did say
  • We think we’re listening, but later can not recall what the person said

Listening. I wonder what I have missed when I have not been listening. I wonder what useless trivia is in my brain when I have listened.  Is anybody else listening?

Peace & Frogs (do they have ears?)


Extra Features


If you have ever purchased a car, new or used, you probably checked it out pretty good before actually signing on the dotted line. Then, once you get it home, you pulled in the driveway and began to press ALL the buttons, adjust the mirrors, adjust the seating, check under the seats (no surprises later), and then got all the radio stations set to your favorites.

After all those adjustments and inspections, you have been driving that car for several months or longer and all of sudden you discover a feature you didn’t  realize the car had? That was me the other day, driving down the road when the unexpected  “feature” revealed itself. I found more truth.

I’m cruising down the highway (minding the speed limit), and realized I needed a tissue (pollen season). My left hand tightly gripping the steering wheel, my body slightly leaning over, and my right hand reaching for the tissue box in the passenger side floorboard.


The steering wheel began to move!!!

Holy Crap!

I thought, it’s going to fall out in my lap. I quickly threw my body back into perfect position behind the wheel, and was able to move the steering wheel forwards and backwards.

To my chagrin, I realized that the car has a “telescoping steering wheel”.

Who knew?

Certainly not me!

Once my heart rate steadied to a reasonable pace I was able to laugh about the whole incident and be thankful for another luxury feature of the car.  I presumed that in giving LaToya (my pet name for the car) a good cleaning a few weeks ago I must have hit the down lever for the telescoping bar and had not put enough pull pressure on until reaching for the tissue.

Note to self: When checking out the next car I purchase turn my head upwards after checking under the seats to view the steering wheel options that may be available on the car.

Peace & Frogs & Features


Fortune Shoe


It’s Monday and I found a fortune in my shoe. It was not the monetary kind of fortune. It was a fortune cookie fortune. I thought for a moment about what this could mean. I am not sure I know of any urban legends about finding a fortune in your shoe. I have always heard that when your ear is itching someone is talking about you, or when your hand is itching your coming into money, or when the smoke from the chimney is flowing towards the ground it’s going to snow the next day.

Since I am not sure what this will inevitably mean, finding a fortune in my shoe;  I will share what the fortune forecasts. “Welcome the change coming soon into your life.” I wonder though, if the change will actually come through my shoe or foot (the left foot)?  Should I look forward to new pair shoes, a pedicure, a road less traveled that I will hike upon? I guess expecting to find money in my shoe may be too obvious.

In any case I am not sure how the fortune got in my shoe, but I will accept it as serendipity and wait for the revelation.


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Peace & Fortunate Frogs

Bite Me


“Bite Me” These are the words I saw this afternoon on the front of a Minivan’s front fashion plate.

Bite Me. Not really the words I think of when I think of a Minivan. I didn’t get a good look at the driver because I was so distracted by the glaring red words,  on a shiny silver background. I am already scared of most Minivan drivers anyway so the Bite Me fashion plate just sealed the deal.

When I think of a fashion plate for a Minivan I think my words of affirmation would be contrary to Bite Me. I’m thinking my fashion plate would read something like this, “I Bite”  (If you Mess with my Kids in smaller print).  I know it’s a little long but I could make it work.

Needless to say this one is going to have me perplexed for a while. Maybe this could be a new line of Minivans.

The “Bite Me” loaded series with all the extras you need to start and end a fight. Your kids will never have to worry about bullies again.

Bite Me Tag


Peace & Frogs,


Do Not Pass Go!


The Monopoly Board Game has taken out the “Iron” and replaced it with a”Cat”.  How could you remove the solid, pewter, smooth-things-out “Iron” for a temperamental, lazy, lick-itself “Cat”?

Somebody in Hollywood thought it was a good idea to remake the “Wizard of Oz”…..coming soon to a theater near you in feeble disguise as “Oz: The Great and Powerful.  (Probably the same folks that committed blaspheme and re-made True Grit, & Willy Wonka…just to name a few)


Twinkies went out of business.

I know that change is supposed to be good, but I am having my doubts going into 2013.


Is nothing sacred anymore?

There are some things that should not be changed, like the pieces in a Monopoly Game, or The Greatest Classic Movies of all time. I know somewhere Judy is clicking her ruby slippers together, saying, “There’s no place like 1939.  There’s no place like 1939.”

Do not pass GO. Do not collect $200, because if you were a man with true grit you wouldn’t remake the classics just to get back your $200. Which way do we go? Which way do we go? Well don’t go to Loompaland because poor little Oompa Loompas are so small and helpless.



Take a Short-Cut


I was looking through an issue of US magazine while I was at the gym last night. I can’t read and walk on the treadmill at the same time so I just look at the pictures in the magazine. An interesting picture of Miley Cyrus caught my eye.  She has had her hair cut really short and it is bleach blonde. It is a very different look for someone who used to be the child glam girl, ‘Hannah Montana’.  I kind of like it. It looks refreshing, and a bit defiant.  I felt a bit envious of the hair cut. I think most of us have experienced that road to ‘finding’ ourselves, and along the trip we pit stop into a hair salon and announce, “Cut it off!” Just thinking about that opportunity makes me feel empowered. There is this super hero, I can take on the world transformation that happens when we take that leap of courage and go from having long flowing hair to very short or even spiky short hair.   I do think I speak for the majority of women when I say this, because if you have every been bold enough to have your hair cut really short after it has been long for awhile then you know what I’m talking about.

I’m free! I can roll the windows down!

I can walk in the rain without an umbrella!

I can get ready faster than the other girls!

I’m free!

This also brings me to my next point about haircuts. I am at that point in my life when I am starting to wonder, “Which hair cut will I get stuck in?”  You know that hair cut that all of sudden one day 20 or 30 years from now you realize that its’ the same hair cut you have had the last 20 or 30 years? I usually let my hair grow out and be shoulder-length to long for about a year or two, and then I will have that, ”I want to feel like a super hero” moment and cut it off short again for awhile. I am still at the point where I can change it up every year or two, but I probably need to be test driving some different styles and become comfortable with one. I have begun to notice that most women over the age of 50 do not have long hair. It is usually shoulder length or shorter, and I am sure that is because it is easier to manage and you have already spent the earlier part of your life primping, styling and highlighting the longer locks in order to impress others and look good for the rest of the world. Another great thing about the super hero feeling is that you do not care what other people think; and how YOU feel about yourself is what is most important.  I keep using the correlation of short hair cut with a super hero feeling because it does feel so empowering and exhilarating.  If you are thinking of a new short hair cut look and you need a bit of encouragement I highly recommend you watch the following movie, “Billie Jean”. It stars Helen Slater and the Pat Benetar theme song, “Invincible” just makes it all the better. Love the movie!

Follow the Nike spirit and “Just Do It!”  You are free to decide how you feel, and which hair style you will get stuck in.



P.S. I am not a hairstylist nor do I play one on T.V.