The Happenings Underneath: February 2010

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Working on procrastination...

It seems to me that my whole life I've almost been too lazy to procrastinate, however, I still usually get my stuff done, but lately that hasn't really been the case. I've been putting off everything to the point that it just keeps piling up and the stress keeps mounting and it gets overwhelming. I have searched around for some ways to get motivated and I found this guy, who really has some helpful insight! http://fundamental-shift.com/meditation-introduction.html
I just hope that I can apply it to my life and get some stuff done!

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Just sitting at work...

Have you ever heard the idea about how your small moment, could be a ginormous one for someone else? Well, for example, I'm just sitting here at work, stuffed from the Chipotle Chicken burrito that I just gobbled down effortlessly... just living through another day at work, getting paid to do what I do, admit people into the ER. Well, there is a 34 year old man receiving CPR in the ER just 20 feet away from me. His wife just called, they're expecting a child any day now. Its hard to believe, that there is a baby that is destined to be fatherless, but that is the way it is looking now. I'm nervous to see the wife come in, 9 months pregnant, frantic at the thought of losing her husband, I can already see it, as I've seen a similar situation in my lifetime. Life just comes at you to teach you lessons.... This one reminds me of the mortality of humans. It reminds me to make sure that my loved ones know that I love them. It reminds me about how everyone has problems, everyone on this planet face obstacles and hardships and reminds me to take a look in the mirror and remember that I am not the only one, my problems could always be worse. I am grateful for what I have, but I must definitely actively be aware of my ties, for they can be unraveled in a second.

A little about me...

So..... To begin. Goodness. I get so tongue tied when I begin to think of everything that everyone else will think when they read through my blog, however, I shouldn't think that way! haha. So, I am going to regurgitate my words as soon as they reach my mind and try to limit my relationship with the delete key. Ok... So, where to begin? That is the question... I guess I will give a little tidly bit about myself and my life. My name is Natalie Rae Cummings, I am currently 22 years old. I am alive and I love to live. I reside in Oregon City where my Momma so generously let me move back into after an umm.... for now, we'll say "eventful" roommate experience. It feels good to be home. I love my family very much. My sister Chanel is an awesome human being. She is beautiful inside and out. She's 16, living through the treacherousness that being a 16 year old girl entails... But she's literally so awesome. She explores the depths of the universe and yet her soul is still as pure as the snow from the highest mountain top. Then there's Mikey. He's currently got 14 years under his belt. He is what you might call, a jock. He wrestles, plays football and baseball and is badass at any position he plays due to his intense knowledge of the game. He is a kind heart and he lives every second in the present which is admirable to say the least. Then there's Desiree. She's 20 and currently attends cosmetology school at the Beau Monde in Portland, Or. She is pretty much amazing at every endeavor she undertakes there. She's so far ahead of her class that she can pretty much sleep, with her eyes open, and get away with it. But she's awesome and although we haven't hung out lately, I know that she's hopelessly in love and soon, she will be able to integrate that more easily into her life so that she has time for other things besides her love. Then we have our Momma. She is someone who has devoted her entire life to raising us kids. I think that we are grateful to the extent that we know how to be grateful, however, in time we will realize just how much she has given up for us. But she is an amazing person who has endured so many trials in her life and successfully come out with a deeper perspective of life, while managing to not blow her brains out, when many a lesser man/woman probably would have. I admire my mom. Our pops past away about 7 years ago. He was 41. But he was an awesome human. He loved us in every way he knew how and left us due to ascending cholengitis on a brisk November morning. We have learned to accept that he is separated from us in physical form, but he lives on through us. We love him very much. Of course there's Cacy, or Addrian Marcus Orssten. He is the love of my life. I've known he was the one since we first had coffee. He has been the most deliciously refreshing breath of fresh air I've ever experienced. I just truly love him and want to give him my best, the best of me, of my love, of my life because he is surely the best in EVERY way. I hope I can make him as happy as he makes me. Lastly, we have our pets. The many fish who somehow stay alive in the tank with sporadic feeding schedules, our two dogs, disco and benson. Disco is a chihuaha slash... ummm... mut, and Benson is a scruffy tailed black shitzu-poo. They are little rascals. Disco is notorious for mounting Benson when he least expects it, but don't think that he takes it laying down, oh no. Benson is a fighter. Yet, despite the obvious sexual frustration Disco lives with, they are still inseperable. They just recently went on an excursion around town and we were forced to pay the fines of having the city pick them up... but that's a whole other entry... Whew, what an experience. Ok. Yea, so to continue on with the slew of animals which inhabit our dwelling space... There's Ignacio Alejandro Oscar Ramirez, aka Nacho. He's my cat. He was found outside Autotown in Milwaukie when I used to work there, pretty much abandoned, and took him in and loved him into the kick ass cat that he is. Then there is Maya, who was adopted through craigslist, she's wild. Has had many litters, which of the many, have died and been buried in our backyard, which is sad. Oh geez, here I go, too much info... oh well. I'm steering clear of that delete key. lol. So, of all the littlers Maya has birthed, there's Winston, and Chino who've lived. And we also have Bella, who was Desiree's cat from when she moved out, but Mom was forced to adopt. So that's me and my fam in a nutshell.

Welcome to my world...

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Working on procrastination...

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Just sitting at work...