This post, the last from Bluz’s Tour of Baltimore, is a calming slideshow of the National Aquarium at Baltimore Harbor. Since it’s Friday, and since there are at least five pleasing photos, I’m including this in the Happy Friday 5 series. Yeah, I know it’s a bit of a stretch. Hey, it’s Friday.
Despite what it might seem by the few photos displayed here, the beautiful, modern building is huge. There is a wide variety of fish and critters to see – bring walking shoes. Learn more about the aquarium here.
This post is short. Now you have time to go out and do something fun! Enjoy your weekend!
First, I want to thank each and every one of you who bought my ebook! It makes my heart flutter every time I get a notification that another person bought it! I love you guys!
Fun Fact: In the first week of October I’ve driven through nine states (five of them “never been to before”) and gone 1,200 miles. By the time you read this I will be in the Florida panhandle for the winter. WOOT! The storm isn’t expected near here at all, so things are good. Everyone is on island time – laid-back and relaxed! Setting a meeting or schedule seems to be a foreign concept. Go to love that!
Fun Fact #2: I think a “gentleman” in the Georgia Walmart parking lot who kept pulling up to my drivers window to chat me up was looking for a “lady friend” for the night. He didn’t get one. Well, he may have, but it wasn’t me. It was about then I decided that part of Georgia wasn’t a good place to spend the night and drove to Alabama. No one in Alabama hit on me. No sweaty things were petted.
But the 5-year plan has decreed that my next five years need to be über rich, like the creamiest, fattiest ice cream. Five years of extra-everything, tucked into the 50, like a spike on a graph. I love that feeling: I get five massively juicy, balanced, stress-free, family-filled years packed with travel, writing, and anything else that feeds my soul. I’ve given myself total permission.
Doesn’t that sound like it should be my 50-year plan too? That’s what makes it so interesting … why does one plan get to be so yummy, and the other so drab? Why did it take cancer to refocus me into allowing myself these pleasures and refusing to be stressed over anything? The 50-year plan pops up as being full of denial, and “just get through it” and “you’ll get it later” type thinking. I love that I can see that contrast so strikingly now.
Time is short, no matter how you slice it. Live it like you mean it.
What I’m meditating to: You can get the free, awesome manifestation video here: Energy AMP-UP Meditation. Check out the 20 minute manifestation guided meditation video on the Thank You page (after you enter your email address) – it’s one of my favs! If you want the weekly free recordings (which are totally awesome), you can sign up for the inexpensive program ($22/month?). Right now I think they are offering them for free for guests, so watch my Meditation page on Facebook for links to the free live calls.
Knot A Clew. It’s like they knew I was coming aboard.
“Knot A Clew”… I’m sure they named it after me. This should totally be my boat.
I don’t even need to make this stuff up, it just finds me. Like flies find fly paper.
“Not a clue” is the theme of my life, particularly when it comes to dating. Thankfully, this wasn’t a date.
Probably one of the better photos I’ve taken in a while – or will take for another long while. So much for that photography class in college. I knew that “B” was generous.
Two friends own this aptly named sailboat. They’ve just started a blog about their misadventures with the boat, The Misadventures of the SV Knot a Clew. Considering some of the hilarious stories they’ve already told me, it’s sure to be a funny blog. Plus, they use real cameras so their photos will be better than mine.
When it comes to spam, I don’t get the awesome letters The Bloggess and Mental Poo are lucky enough to receive. As they’re seasoned bloggers, the spammers know to send them their best “A game” letters.
The spammers save their “B game” for bloggers like me. Great.
In a desire to imitate those I love reply in kind to my spammers, for some time now I’ve been tempted to “approve” spammed comments just so I could respond to their clueless remarks for all my readers to see. (Other bloggers will get this. My apologies to those of you who don’t get it. Or blog.)
The only thing that’s stopped me is not wanting to somehow legitimize (as if this blog could legitimize anything) their URL, login ID, or IP address, the many ways the spam blocker software expertly identifies these spammers.
Have you ever wanted to escape the the 9-5 grind? See some place other than the walls of your office cubicle? Travel the world while you’re still able?
This is a lifestyle design for not just working less, but living more.
I’m in! Sign me up!
What’s your dream lifestyle? What would you do if free time and money were no longer an issue?
In The 4-Hour Workweek Tim Ferriss gives a specific internet business model ANYONE CAN IMPLEMENT. He explains each step in very simple terms, and includes contact information for his preferred vendors and services.
He also details the hazards of time-sucking activities such as wasting time on social media, and checking your email several times a day. Providing simple charts, it was hard to ignore the evidence. Email wastes more time than you can imagine. I tried his suggestions- and saved myself HOURS. So much time in fact, I can work on this blog and my other ventures, as well as be more productive at work. AND still have a social life!
I love movies like this: 'Attack of the Giant/Killer Something'. And I love cats. That's why I picked this random picture.
This is some funny shit that made me laugh until tears streamed down my face.
I really should be working on the back end of my blog right now. I’ve been sitting here trying to figure out where to insert this little bit of code – something any junior high school student could figure out – but I’m a CLUELESS BLOGGING NEWBIE. Since I planned to work on this today I refuse to let myself leave the computer.
So, what does any self-respecting procrastinator do at a time like this? Find great shit to read on the internet. Lucky for you, I’ve decided to share my findings. These had me laughing so hard they brought tears to my eyes… But, wait! There’s more…
And they were virtual roses. That he sent to the internet.
Whatever. Don’t judge me. Beggars can’t be choosers.
I needed them. It renewed my faith in chivalry. At least for now.
Which brings us to today’s topic…
Whatever happened to good manners? Parents no longer seem to emphasize anything to their children other than saying “Please” and “Thank You”. Is chivalry truly dead? I see glimpses of it, like last night’s gesture, but it seems to be oh so rare. But, wait! There’s more…