December with a bang.

This one does it for me everytime.  Something about the strength in it. Something about the passion. 
Life is starting to get back to a managable level of crazy. I'm looking for more time to be back here. My heart needs it.

Dancer.

She dances. Little feet that stomp an implied gracefulness. Her heart is set right.

 

Dear blog

I miss you.

Driving along.

This song came on the radio the other night as I was driving home. The last few notes rung out as I pulled into the driveway. A perfect way to end a stressful week. A nice throw back.

10.2

Just like that we arrive at 10. Didn't we just blink and see the calendars rolling lazily towards 2012? 2013 suddenly feels just a wink away.
5 - The half way mark is where I'm at in this latest blur of a course. How is it that I'm already here?
Some days I wake and wonder how it all fits in. Many more, I rise and know the only way through is to get up and start going.
That's all I have today for words. There is a textbook demanding to be read.
Until next time...

Yesterday, I cried.

I watched a show remembering that day all those years ago. It was about some of the survivors and the heroes and the horrors and the love.
I remembered that moment of disbelief as I stared wide-eyed at the TV screen.
I talked to my son about it and about the world, the good that exists in people and a bit about the bad. As the last story flashed across the screen and I sobbed at what they said, he hugged me. Then he hugged me again.
Because that's what we need to remember.

Changing pace.

I need a change of pace. Here I am, right now, on September 6 wondering where it all went. The long lazy days of summer raced away. I shake my head at the oxymoronic thought of "lazy" and "raced" together but it's my truth.
Moments thread themselves together until one fluid wave ebbed and flowed greatness while caught in the midst of the hurricane we called our summer. Then this song version found its way to me. The radio version blared out of many speakers earning its place on the soundtrack of summer and along comes this acoustic cover.
A perfect change of pace.

Cut footloose.

Here's what I've recently become consumed with. I can't believe it took me so long to watch this movie. Have you seen it? What about the old vs. new comparison? I need to scout out the original and see how it compares as I've not see that one either.
Cheers on Tuesday! Everybody cut footloose.

Missions: August

Let's get back on track. By the end of this month I plan to have something to say about each of these:

• Organize one area
• Purge clothes
• Play with my kidlets
• Get back in the habit of using my camera
• Prepare for school
• Sit ups sound doable
• Find my 10lbs weights
• Budget
• Mend my knee

Hello August.

What a wonderful month. For me, August is always transitional. It's the peak of summer time. It means vacations and long lazy days. It means September is peeking in the windows and kissing the evening heat of summer just enough to reminder fall is close. New day planners are scattered about and that is always a cue for me to think ahead. School supply sales have already started here and, yes, I've picked up a few new notebooks for the coming year. It's a big one. But that's not for a month yet.
This month, I'm going to absorb every ounce of summer that I can.