I think I’m ready now. I’m saying yes to things again. Edited to add: Talk about baby steps! A tiny little frog no bigger than my thumb just hopped past the doorway of the computer room where I sat working. Anders has returned him to the wild now. 😀
After a year and a half of not updating my website, because well, hello…I am busy, and also, I update HERE with the photos and the daily doings and the blabbiter lickum, so the pressure to update our website seems remote and easily brushed off, I have actually gotten off my duff! Thanks to Anders finding a shiny new flashy photo album generator thingy I have updated our website with lots of pretty, pretty pictures (although not 1.5 year’s worth for which you may thank me). And in addition, when you get tired of photo hopping through the Ek Family...
I killed a cat yesterday. Not on purpose and not personally, but nevertheless it has had me really down and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it all day. I wasn’t even sure it was a cat, it was so dark, and there was a moment when it looked like a rabbit* and its eyes reflected in the headlights as it raced straight for the front side of the car, and then it was thumping under the wheel before I could brake or swerve or even react more than to cry out. I stopped but I couldn’t see...
Things I have done in the last 3 weeks in no particular order: flown to Germany and back ridden on a 1901 steam train zoomed on a rodelbahn sled down a mountain sung a cappella at my brother’s wedding in Füssen’s Lord’s Hall hugged my grandmother who turns 90 this year froze my feet off on a hot summer day in the Baltic Sea rode an awesome rollercoaster at Legoland Deutschland saw The Little Mermaid in Copenhagen toured Neuschwanstein castle in the SNOW played cribbage with my sister threatened a young child within an inch of his life kissed my...
It is 8 degrees Celsius (46F) out right now. Do you know how cold that is for the 3rd week in May? Colder than a witch’s Springy tit, that’s what. I just checked the 2-week forecast and it’s all BLOW and COLD and GREY and SUCK. There are no numbers anywhere in sight above the middle 50s except for the ones that give percentage chances of precipitation. Those? Are in the 90s. Overnight, it seems we have gone from spring to fall. Summer, we hardly knew ye! I just went out and watered the garden and the trees, fully expecting...
Every time I feel down, like things aren’t going my way, like people aren’t commenting on my journal (like no one wants to hear what I have to say), when I’m snappy and grumpy and everyone is causing problems and my relationships are rocky and my children are driving me nuts, that’s when the Universe invariably gets out her big cluestick and whaps me on the back of the head with it. It’s been like that lately. Feeling off-kilter, feeling a bit down and not sure why. On edge. Stage fright this far in advance of my a capella solo...
There are so many things that I want to do. I want to meet the members of my bloggity inner circle in person. I want to do a collage page a day in my book. I want to spend more time with my kids doing things that are fun for all of us. I want to go to bed early with my husband. I want to put together a book of my writings and publish it. I want to live closer to my sister, and my brother, and my mom. I want to walk a half an hour every day,...
I’ve never been on a runaway train, but I think I know what it feels like. It’s exciting and frightening at the same time. Or maybe it’s just exciting! Until the big smash at the end. Or maybe it’s just terrifying and there’s nothing exciting about it. Actually, I don’t think a runaway train is really the metaphor I’m looking for here. Things I nearly always skip on other people’s journals: memes, dreams, tv program reprises, and apologies about how busy people are and how they don’t have time to update and don’t know when they’ll be posting, etc. Post...
I am so tired that it was all I could do not to crash when I got home, after finally leaving the office at 5 p.m. I propped my eyelids up with sheer willpower (which feels amazingly like bamboo spikes in this case) and did the necessary evening chores and routines to bring me to the closer side of bedtime. I FINALLY got my butt in gear and made 2 appointments I’ve been not managing to get around to for MONTHS. 2 down, 2 to go. My art table has been appropriated for a model motorcyle-building extravaganza so no finishing...
I’ve watched more TV this weekend than I think I have all year. Ice dancing, Olympic hockey, Melodifestivalen, Bruce Almighty, and more ice dancing in a few minutes (or would have been if the #$@!% satellite hadn’t picked JUST NOW to go on the fritz. ARGH). I’ve gone nowhere except for walks each day. Despite having no plans I have managed to accomplish a lot, knocking several cleaning projects off the to-do list and feel pretty good overall about the R&R I slipped inbetween the lines. I finished one book, read another, and started a third. After a heart-to-heart with...