Carry On

If you’re lost and alone
Or you’re sinking like a stone
Carry on
May your past be the sound
Of your feet upon the ground
Carry on


I don’t know about you and your life (although I sure would like to!!), but pretty much every day in my world (affectionately known as Leanna-Land ’round these parts) sees some sort of situation going down. Some of them are teensy and minor, while others involve a heaping load of soul searching and grand decision making. I never know if I’m making the right choices (one decision I’m fairly confident about? Deciding not to spend $100+ on real Uggs – I’m rather embarrassed that I even considered it!)…all I can do is try to make the best choice I can at the time, based upon the information that I have at hand – and hope for the best. Isn’t that really all any of us can hope for? 🙂 It’s like fun. sings …carry on. 🙂 I quite love that song, don’t you?

Sometimes the decisions that I have to make are in reaction to the actions of those around me – those are my least favorite. I prefer to try to be master (or mistress) of my own destiny, but sadly life doesn’t work that way. It seems that every day someone or other tells me that I am not good enough, or something that I do isn’t going to be enough. I can’t do much more than I’m already doing, so I pretty much have no choice but to accept that as truth. I hate that. You’d be surprised how few people will actually be brave enough to tell you the real problem, even when directly asked: they make up excuse after excuse, lie after lie, rather than just saying – you’re too old, too ugly, too stupid, whatever it may be. It’s funny…wouldn’t it just be easier to own it, to admit what the problem is and whether or not that will be a deal breaker, rather than just dodging the whole issue? You would think….

On Friday night, I went with my most excellent friends to Freetail’s, here in San Antonio. We had a few beers, ate some delicious pizza (their crust is to die for! Yummy!), and then, if you can believe it, we played Jenga! 🙂 I had never played before (don’t ask me how I missed out on that life experience, but…I did) – we started talking about it, and randomly my beautiful friends happened to have a Jenga game in the trunk of their car (as you do), and the staff said we could play provided we didn’t make a big mess, so…we did! 🙂 So much fun!! 🙂 Yaaa! 🙂 They ended up giving me the Jenga game to bring home to play with the Wee One, on the condition that I always keep it in the car when we go out together, so that we can have more beer and Jenga marathons! 🙂 Yaaa! 🙂 If you haven’t tried that combination, I highly recommend it….SO MUCH FUN!!!! 🙂



Jenga is an excellent metaphor for life: you move things around constantly, everything you do shifts the delicate balance of your very existence, and about all you can do is try not to move anything too earth-shattering that will topple your whole world. Each decision you make is akin to pulling a block out of the tower, and it’s up to you to put it in a place on the top upon which you can continue to build. The key to it all, though? A solid foundation. If you’re lucky enough to have one of those, don’t mess with it too much…or you’ll be screwed when everything comes toppling down.

Who knew Jenga could be so philosophical??! 😉 Happy Weekend, friends – wanna play Jenga with me? 🙂



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