i miss this.
this space of mine.
i just left a comment on another blog (you should read this post by Steven. it's beautiful) that, in part, said that my fingers are itching.
i want to write.
so many things to share but I don't know where to start.
maybe this is a start. a quick hello to say that I'll be back soon.
my words are coming.
Friday, June 17, 2016
Monday, November 30, 2015
If you noticed, I did NaBloPoMo with no complaints this year. Usually I'm bitching and moaning by day 5. I guess after 7 years you get the hang of it?
Something I learned this year has mostly happened in my head. I have grand plans for blog posts, and major things to say, and yet? Most of the month I wrote fluff. I'm sorry about that. First of all, I was, AM, afraid of saying something that is unpopular. I know that this is my space, but I like having friends. Second, I want to be an example of a 'good Christian' and I would hate to say something that would give someone more ammunition to point the finger at 'those Christians'. Especially because those posts composed in my head are not necessarily very nice. Ouch.
I guess what it boils sown to is that I feel like I've lost my voice. I really thought that I would find it by writing every day but that hasn't been the case. I feel more tongue-tied than ever. Even issues that should have been a slam-dunk, (red cups, anyone?), felt more like lead balloons. (Not that I've ever been one to write about the day's popular or controversial topics, but it's easy.)
Maybe it's the time of day that I have available to write. 10 pm after a long day on my feet isn't the best time to pump out a cute story about the kids, or scathing commentary on today's most popular Facebook story. But often this is my only time to write, (like tonight!) Editorial calendars have never been my strong suit.
One thing I did learn, though, is that I do love having this space. I no longer feel pressure to write often, but I love having the space ready for when I do want to write. I like it here. I'm not going anywhere!
Sunday, November 29, 2015
Saturday, November 28, 2015
It was a big day for the Headless Boys!
HB#1 turned 16 today. I cannot believe that. It feels surreal. Every day I realize more and more that the years are so short. He will get his license in a couple of weeks. License! Time travel totally feels like a thing.
Thing about HB#1 is that he is smart, driven, and talented. He loves Jesus. He is sweet, compassionate, and kind. And we are so, so proud of him. We will have a proper birthday for him next weekend when his mouth doesn't hurt so badly from his ortho appointment on Wednesday.
HB#2 played in the biggest game of his youth football career today. He had an incredible game. Both teams scored 8 points in the first quarter, and then none the rest of the game. Into OT we went. (The rules of OT in this league are weird. 4 downs from the 10 yard line, each team gets a chance.) The other team had the ball first and scored. Attempted to run for 2 and we stopped them. Then we got the ball. We used our 4 downs but made the TD. Tied at 14. And our kicker made the PAT for the win! Next stop: the Super Bowl/Championship in two weeks.
It's been a long week capped off by an amazing day for my guys. I'm pooped!
Friday, November 27, 2015
For only the first time this NaBloPoMo I'm stealing from Melisa. Last year, (or was it the year before? they all run together after a while,) I used her ideas a lot. She recycled this Fun Facts post from a friend and I'm totally stealing it.
- I was in our elementary school talent show at least twice. Once with a disco dance to (crap, I can't remember the name of the song,) with my best friend Kristie. The other was a dance to 'Charlie Brown' (the 50's version) with Kristie and our other best friend Judi.
- I've been getting my nails done, almost continually, since 1985.
- When I was a child I wanted to be either an elementary school teacher or a flight attendant. I was, at some point in my life, pretty close to both. In college I was an Ed major (until my junior year when I changed to English,) and I got to the second interview, twice, with an airline.
- I have never had stage fright. From a duet in the 6th grade musical, to presenting for Panhellenic Council in college, and beyond, I'm a confident public speaker.
- After working in a restaurant, I'm usually the best tipper at the table. But I also admit to being the biggest critic of the service and if it's really, really bad I'm also the first one to lower the percentage. Only once, ever, have I not left any tip at all, and I made sure that the manager knew exactly why. I don't feel bad about it either. It was hideous service. Bonus: if you make me use the stupid order/payment computers that they now have on the tables? You've just earned a 10% tip. I hate those things.
- For Christmas 1981 I got a Walkman and a Journey tape. We had a lake in my hometown where we would go ice skating all winter long. I had 'figure skating' routines made up to all of the songs on the Escape album. (I wasn't that good.)