March-ing on

I realize that it has been a month since I've posted a blog. I knew this would be the case when I first signed up for Blogger. I have this habit of thinking that I will do something, then get sidetracked with laziness and not take care of what I intended to do. This is the case with my blog. I know that most of you who read this, could care less, but I think if you are taking the time to create a blog online, then you should have the decency to keep the account interesting and updated, or delete it if you're not using the blog.

Well, I intend to keep this blog. It's my personal journal of things that are on my mind, and helps me grow professionally and personally. By blogging, I am able to say what is on my mind and not worry about the people who might have some thing to say about this. If you have an issue with my postings, then perhaps you need to ask yourself why that is.

So, it's now March. I really do not care for this month. There are some events that transpired in the later depths of the month that caused a lot of personal pain for me. The death of my niece Tannis Lynne Bird on March 30, 2007, was a very hard thing to deal with. How come people say that? Deal with? It's not a chore. It's life doing what life does. I become very critical with people who say thing like: You can deal with this; What does not kill you, only makes you stronger; and other insincere rhetoric to abide their feelings and make them satisfied with themselves. Just say "I am sorry" and move on. Don't pile on other laundry, when the washing machine is broken.

March is the bitter end of the winter months. I always look forward to this fabled month. Once the Lion roars in, the lamb can bleat its meek self onward with the renewal of spring. Spring time is fun. My 30th birthday is this spring, and so is another chapter in my university courses.

Speaking of my 30th birthday, on May 11th, I want to do something extra special. Perhaps a trip to Las Vegas is just what is needed. Who knows, maybe I will get married?

Such is the beast with blogging, you do not know where to stop. I think this would be an okay place.