Friday, September 23, 2011

This Moment Stolen From SouleMama

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.

I put two in; so sue me.
I also added words.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Coming Back Into Myself

I've made myself a cup of tea and I'm sitting down for an hour before needing to go to work. I'm working a double shift today, so we'll see how my energy levels go for the rest of the day.

Right now I'm feeling fairly upbeat. I've been battling some depression this week, so a respite now and again is nice.

I need to re-evaluate what brings me back to me. When I'm feeling discouraged or emotionally under the weather, what can I do to nurture myself?

Chimney Swifts at Nana's Place

Monday, September 19, 2011

So I'm driving a Prius these days.
And by "these days" I mean for-the-next-three.

My daughter's class is going on a camping trip and one of the dads sent out a frantic email yesterday saying, Our van broke down and I was carrying all the gear and THE WATER for all the campers for three days. I could take our Prius, but .... THE WATER!

So I magnanimously offered him my eleven-year-old-falling-apart-van, in exchange for his Prius.
Everyone's happy.

I dropped off a last minute sleeping bag at the school this morning and the class teacher said, Thanks so much for the van! and I tried not to laugh. I think I played it off fairly suave. "Hey, I get to drive a Prius for three days -- chuckle, chuckle."

Sunday, September 11, 2011

I'm Really Good at Lying

I’m really good at lying to myself. But I wish I weren’t.

“I love the extreme-ness of my boot camp class. It’s the only way I can get myself to do exercise.”  (It sucks ass. I hate it.)

Dragging My Feet?

I went walking with the kids yesterday. A big long, fat walk. We were gone for about two and a half hours. Our goal upon setting out was timing how long it took for Robert to walk home from school, and if the walkie-talkies could make the distance. Could I hear him on the walkie-talkie if I was at home or work or driving, and he was at the school?

I don't have a complete answer to that yet, but I do know