my turn

been playing games this week. one good day. one not so much. leapfrogging emotions and endless hours.

monday good. cleaned the house post (almost) finished construction. most of the boxes are emptied. albeit the closets are hidey holes for the rest. but making good progress.

tuesday not so much. power outage reeked havoc on my computer. plans to work on a project for a friend was delayed. and no access to the internet left me in withdrawal. and oh so cranky.

wednesday lunch with my old new found bff and project friend was wonderful. lots of talk. laughter. good girl stuff. and an evening meeting with our local gardening group (lovingly called the Sweet Peas) ended the day perfectly.

thursday a very long day. missed a friend's birthday. two difficult meetings. the hub's car got backed into. the Rangers loss in the 12th inning. added up to a wretched day.

friday today. I am looking forward to the upswing. leaping out of the seat in midair. cooler temps have arrived. I'm pulling out the uggs. my sweaters. headed to Ikea for some shopping therapy. and determined to finish my closets over the weekend.

going back to scrabble.

'feelings are much like waves, we can't stop them from coming but we can choose which one to surf.'

hand and heart

I made good on a promise that I talked about here. a 'long-lost' friend and I spent the afternoon together. we laughed. chatted. caught up. oh how lovely was the day. I am full again.

life is a funny thing. the days fly by. moments are fleeting. time is lost. then found. but never fully discovered. all those days (almost two years) will never be recaptured. so we reminise. and plan ahead. make promises to keep. vow never to let so much time slip away again. cross my heart.

'she is a friend of mind. she gather me, man. the pieces I am, she gather them and give them back to me in all the right order. it's good, you know, when you got a woman who is a friend of your mind.'

fifty five

time flies when you're having fun. and another year has passed happily. today is my birthday. I don't really think to count the years. I can never believe that so many have passed. the years hold so many memories. opportunities. wonders. a few upsets but into every life a little rain must fall. and I have always had a good umbrella.

my life is blessed. let me count the ways. to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach. I am thankful. eternally grateful. grace full. yet I think to the year ahead. what will life bring. surprises. challenges. experiences. the world is waiting. let my love open the door.

'the other day a man asked me what I thought was the best time of life. "Why," I answered without a thought, "now."'

october

took a little trip over past few days. a few miles south. just tagging along on a business thing with the hubs. two things struck me during our time away.

one cooler temperatures are here. finally. brisk mornings and pleasant evenings are interrupted only by lovely sunny inbetweens.

two color is bursting out all over. blue skies are vivid. plants burst with blooms. charming roadside cafes sparkle.







welcome fall.

'winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all.'