Bronchitis

bronchitis |brä ng ˈkītis|nouninflammation of the mucous membrane in the bronchial tubes. It typically causes bronchospasm and coughing.
My cough, it hurts my chest,And my eyes, it makes them water. One minute I might feel quite cold, The next, I'll feel much hotter.I try to breath, it makes me cough,And singing doesn't work. I really hate this, being sick, Hey sickness!? You're a jerk.I do not want, this silly cough,I do not want it, ever.But I've been told, it may recur,Perhaps I could be clever...I'll find a way, and I will fight,I refuse to get it later.I'll work quite hard, I will not quit,I'll be a, "bronchitis hater". But you see? Alas, this does not help,I'm still quite sick, right now.I want to sleep, I want to heal,On soup, I want to chow.So, dearest cough, I'm sure you know,I dislike you a great deal.But I'll drink my tea, and in the morn, Better, I hope I'll feel. 
*sigh*, sickness. I don't like you. Go away. Good night, all. 
katherine.g.i

Feeling Productive

*sigh*
Christmas break.
How I looked forward to thee.
And now? What do I get?
Late nights, producing equally late mornings, excessive hours spent mindlessly blogging, pinning on Pinterest, reading/finding blogs, editing pictures. Too much.
I want to feel productive! So...
Yesterday, I attempted to start a book.
Middlemarch.
It sounded interesting! And I was very excited.
I had my P&G tea, my fuzzy socks, and my book.
I had just curled up in my chair when...
My phone rang.
...
*sigh*
Don't get me wrong, I love my friends.
But it put a damper on my plan for the day.
By the time I ended the conversation concerning which wrapping paper should have been used for my gift, it was time to clean the various rooms of our home.
Then, to prepare it for our guests.
Before I knew it, it was 6 o'clock, and our dinner party was upon us in candlelit glory.
...
*sigh*
But! I will perservere.
I again, have my P&G tea.
I have a beautiful cough, accompanied by a delightful pain in my chest, that just screams:
"Stay in bed today, read your new book!"
And, I think I will.
I do hope it will leave me feeling productive.

katherine.g.i

Photography

Here is one of my favorite pictures of late. Not to mention my beautiful friend Ramona and her phenomenal photogenic abilities, everything came together beautifully.
When something like that happens; getting a perfect pictures without meaning to, or doing something you don't want to, and enjoying it; it's amazing.
I haven't had a chance to take pictures of anyone lately, and though I am still toying with the idea of starting an actual photography studio, I don't know where to go from here.
Sometimes I question whether or not I enjoy photography as much as I think I do, and then I see this picture; or one like it. And that is the proof.
To capture moments, to capture beauty in all things, that is what I love. I'm not particularly good at art. Drawing, painting, and the likes, have never been my strong suit. But simply capturing the art, rather than duplicating it; I can do that. And I like to think I do it well.
Photography is part of who I am.
It's like a breath of fresh air.
It's like a hot shower on a cold morning,
Or a friend's hug when you've missed them.
It's like a good cup of fresh coffee,
Or the sweet smell of crisp fall leaves.
It's like being home, after a long trip.
It's like warm sunshine peeking through a window.
It's the color yellow.
It's a good laugh.
Photography is love;
And I love photography.

I am thankful.

To be thankful is very important,
To be happy is simply a gift;
And when you put life in perspective,
Your opinion may tend, to shift.
I have what I like to call "problems"
I have troubles and worries a lot,
I can feel very stressed, and I tend to be harsh,
When I have to do more than I thought.
But I know that I'm really quite lucky,
I know that I have all I need.
I have love, I have food, I have my good health,
I have plenty of books I can read.
I have friends, and some cats, and a laptop of course,
And a house that is really quite nice.
I have a good head, on my small set of shoulders,
and on that head I do not have lice.
I know that I have it quite easy,
And that many do not have the same.
They are jobless, and homeless, and hungry,
they're the sick, and the lost, and the lame.
Comparing the these things, I might seem rich!
Their problems are huge next to mine.
I should be happy, and gleeful each day,
I should never feel less than "just fine".
But it's all very relative, this thing we call life,
And I know it all matters, somehow.
My problems are small, but to me they are real,
Though they may not be huge, like a cow.
So why should I worry, why should I be sad?
My life is incredibly blessed!
For without these emotions, that change everyday,
Life would be better, not best.
Without all these feelings we feel all the time,
Our lives would be terribly bland.
If we didn't act crazy, then happy, then sad,
We'd be boring as a small piece of sand.
I know I'm incredibly lucky,
Toward thankfulness I'm always leaning,
But I know, if I didn't feel different each day,
My life, would not have a meaning.

Moving Walkways...

 A photo by LI Refugee on Flickr.

I went on a moving walkway! It was in the Phoenix, Arizona aiport. I am waiting here for my flight to California. Have a great day everbody! :)

Our World

I just watched a documentary called "The 11th Hour", and it was all about, well, the 11th hour! 

It talked about our world. How the climate is messed up, and how things keep getting worse. It really got me thinking about what on earth (literally) is going on, and what we can do about it. It really made me realize that people are greedy, selfish, and fearful creatures that seem to have too much concern for themselves. I mean really, we are human beings! We are the most advanced species on earth! We are quite literally the only ones who can do anything about what is happening in our world. Do we just expect the lions, tigers, and bears (oh my) to fix these problems? Because last time I checked it wasn't a tiger that landed on the moon. 

In order for us to make changes in our world, we need to raise more awareness. It seems like people are blind. But, in reality, I believe people want to be blind, and they want to not pay attention. Because they, in their happy suburban lives, with their cubicle infested jobs, and their technology obsessed children, do not want to have to do anything about it. Well tough noogies! 

It really doesn't seem that complicated to me. We have enough technology and sense to change things. We can do it! I know we can! Wind turbines, solar panels, recycling, renewable resources! It's all doable, it's all within reach, and though it may take time, money, and a little more effort than a lot of people are
willing to give, it is possible.

Will you change your ways? I will try to change mine. I will try to post things on my blog that are informative and helpful, I will try to find ways to be a better person, I will post videos, watch movies, read books, buy locally, recycle, conserve water, write, write and WRITE. I will do all that I can possibly do to have my voice heard, and if and when my voice is heard, I will speak loudly and clearly, and tell people: "Get off the couch. Stop paying for wars, stop supporting illegal measures, and take a stand. You want to argue about politics? There will be no politics if the polar ice caps completely melt and flood the world! You want to argue about religion? You better pray that there's a God when there's a worldwide drought! You want to do something? Do it. Do it now."

It all comes down to money, greed, politics, and fear. Do not fear. We can do this. We have to.
 “The greatest barrier to success is the fear of failure.” ~ Sven Goran Eriksson

Coloring Love...

I haven't seen a lot of movies with Elizabeth Taylor. I know I have seen her in something, I just can't remember what. She was married 8 times, had numerous health issues, and was a major advocate for spreading the message of AIDS. She sounds like quite a lady. 

The title of this post is about coloring love. Obviously. The other day, when I was laying in bed with a cold, I started coloring in a coloring book titled "Famous Lovers from Literature". I was coloring a picture of Anna Karenina, and she was wearing this dress, that I loved. So I have decided, I would like to look like Elizabeth Taylor, and live in 1845. 

~ 26 days to go. ~

Good night :)