Insomnia is a Bitch

. . .since I can't sleep, I'm gonna blog. I don't know what it is, I haven't had a lick of coffee, didn't take any naps today. . .perhaps it's hubby's very loud snoring. Seriously, snoring is NO small matter, what is the affected spouse to do??! I know it might not be an issue that parallels that of national security, but it honestly is destructive on a personal level, and creates anguish nevertheless! God, are you there?? The squishy pink earplugs from Walgreen's no longer work. Is hubby's snoring actually getting louder or did my ears grow superpower strength? I decline at prodding him, since I know I'm the one that pays no heed to alarm clocks these days while he's the one working 12-hr days. So I let hubby snore, while I type away.

I have several thoughts on my mind:

1. Resurrecting this blog: after a long absence, I'm gonna write here again. It's been a year plus three months since my last post. I stopped because I no longer had time and even less energy. Now I have both back. Also, I'm re-starting this blog with less pressure. Before, I admit, I had an inexplicable pressure to be positive and cheery in my posts, hah, just see the Blog title I came up with. I was beginning to feel like I was putting on a facade for readers who weren't there! Yeah, life is not sunny and puppy love all the time. The truth is, I have plenty of melancholy and it's okay. While I'm at it, screw spell check and correct grammar!! Celebrate life's imperfections and cloudy skies.

2. Oprah Winfrey: I decidedly like her a lot. I've been watching her shows as of late, a perk of my new found leisure time. Unfortunately, just as I've become a fan, she's doing her farewell season! She delves into issues of real substance on her show (unlike say Tyra) and not just the superficial. I love how she was an ugly duckling who transformed into a beautiful goose. She was a homely girl, abused and poor, and NOW, a mogul of worldwide fame. Most of all, I love her motto of "live your best life." What is that Socrates saying I first heard in High School? ---"The unexamined life is not worth living." But, Mark Twain rebuts, "The unexamined life may not be worth living, but the life too closely examined may not be lived at all." I want to live my life somewhere in the middle of those two quotes.

3. One in 4 girls are abused, 1 in 6 boys are abused: Just learned on Oprah today. It is things like these that feeds the melancholy in me. Do I need any more evidence that this world is in the crapper? When I have kids, I might never let them out of my sight. I'll have to do a "why this world sucks" list one day. I'm not someone that can easily shake off news like that. It stays with me, like dandruff that won't go away, reminders that this world is bad, bad, bad. Another example, the Nidal Hassan Fort Hood shotting 1 yr anniversary was today. What else? The war in Middle East, terrorists at large, both of which with no sign of stopping.

4. Bette Midler: I love her! Her music, I should clarify. I just recently found her, too. Also like with Oprah, I feel like I've missed the boat with Bette. Unfortunate for me, she's old, and unlikely to do another live concert or tour, but I'll just love her through iTunes. My favorite song at the moment is "From a Distance." The words alone move me. Unlike pop music, her music is great because of her voice, not the synthetic jumbo-mumbo that hide actual voices and call music these days. She's a singer in the truest sense, her voice and lyrics come through the music. Her voice IS the music, very human, simple and powerful. Sometimes, music is the only place where we can create ideals of love and life whereas the real world is so crappy, like I mentioned above. Yes, I'm a closet pessimist that indulge in the sappy, I mean beautiful. Yes, I like my movies sappy and happy, too --the world is crappy enough, the theme here tonight.

Signing off to catch some ZZZs, I hope.