Tuesday, April 26, 2011
The Hills are alive----run Forest---RUHHHN!!!
You deserve a break today! I've got that poisonous McD's jingle in my head, designed to lure my mind and stomach into their clown haven. Quick and cheap, colorful and fun. They certainly are my bathroom of choice when I am on a road trip, although I am one of those guilty conscious people who feel the need to purchase something whenever I "utilize" someone's facilities. "I'll take a small soda/fry please", I believe a fair trade. I'm not here to start bashing this Burger pusher, that Spurlock dude did quite a number on Ronald a few years back w/ the documentary "Super Size Me". I'm sure he had their ad agency working overtime to reverse their spiraling reputation.
I was chatting w/ a co-worker today about the importance of vacations and "me-moments". He had just got back from Cabo, Mexico. yeah! where the OC Housewive's fire it up-----"WOO HOO!" His skin was cocao brown and he was still beaming about the gorgeous 90 degree weather- his IPhone photos looked like a post card; boats, sandy beaches and keg stands. He said he didn't see a cloud for a week. Fun in the sun. He is telling me all of this while we are here in Chicago, 46 degrees wet, w/ a dash of club nasty. I told someone that I was melancholy today and they looked at me strangely. I told her that it meant that I felt like the weather, blue and cold. I then proceeded to do the arm movement from Alicia Silverstone's hit movie "Clueless" ".....hanging w/ my homies". Not sure how that arm movement demonstrated my feelings but it felt right. I'm going to schedule a break today, a break to add to my horizon. A horizon to wake up to and dream about. Horseback riding? maybe. Hiking? definitely not! Full body Massage? oohhh yes pleaze. A game of hot potato? with the right people.
Just a couple more weeks People! A few short weeks for this mid-western boy to start tasting some sunshine. I will be rising outta bed w/ fresh face every morning & beach bag in hand. Ohhh yes, I am bringing that beach bag w/ me to work. I will pre-lube and leave a wake of that Hawaiian Tropic scent everywhere I go, that yummy coconut scent. My morning commute will consist of strangers creeping in for a closer whiff. As the day moves on, I will begin to loosen my tie and visualize the light waves hitting the shore. The way I figure, if I'm super organized, I can be on a Lake Shore bus heading north to Hollywood Beach and be knee deep in sand by 615pm. That would leave me with a nice hour and a half of sunshine, the twilight sunshine which is preferred for my skin type; I glow like a pearl underneath its rays. I'll need a new suit.