Thursday, April 28, 2011


Sometimes I write just to let things loose from my mind, perhaps even releasing the notion that they are bad in some way. And sometimes they just need to be said. For this post, it is simply something shared. The following is my list as I see it today:

The pursuit of knowledge
Feeling buoyant in the ocean
Leo Carrillo – it pulls me, it grounds me, it centers me
The early morning smell of dew in the garden
Perfect coffee
Cute toes
The smell of a baby’s head
Hot sun on cool skin
Beautiful sunsets
Color and texture
The sound of wind in trees reminding me that we don’t always see what’s there but we certainly can feel it

Sunday, April 24, 2011


So what a beautiful day it was today! I woke with an absolute glow ~ not sure what that was about, but either way, I am not questioning it. I am just going with it!

All was in order for the big day:

Bunny Towel - Check.

Easter Eggs Hidden in Plain View - Check.

Easter Cupcakes - Check.

Then along came the kids - seriously I don't think it gets cuter... First this,

Then this,

Then this??? Help me Rhonda!

Kayla and TeeTee

Ashley and Drayton

How did I miss a picture of J'Amy and Eric?

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It was a great day filled with love, family, cupcakes, deviled eggs, and oh ya, fairy dances too...


Thursday, April 21, 2011

The Voice that Whispers in the Back of Your Head

I know we all know that Voice. You know the one that says “Hey remember those butter cream cookies in the kitchen???”; or the one that says “Nah… you don’t want to go to the gym tonight.” I think the Voice is commonly referred to as Jiminy Cricket. Okay, well I know that Jiminy wasn't reminding me that there were butter cream cookies in the kitchen....

In the movie Pinocchio, the Blue Fairy tells Pinocchio “You must learn to choose between right and wrong.” Pinocchio says, “Right and wrong? But how will I know?” The Blue Fairy answers that his conscience will tell him. Pinocchio, being completely naïve asks, “What are conscience?” Jiminy Cricket pipes up with, “What are conscience! I'll tell ya! A conscience is that still small voice that people won't listen to. That's just the trouble with the world today...”

So here I am listening to my conscience, listening to my gut. And sometimes doing the right thing isn’t easy. It hurts. But I also know that if I think about how difficult it is to do the right thing in my life, I can only imagine how difficult it will be to live my life doing the wrong things. People think that doing the right thing is hard, and I agree with them, it is hard. On the other hand, doing the wrong thing seems easy, but seriously, it gets hard fast. And then undoing the wrong thing seems to take a lot more time and energy than we thought, all the while taking the effort away from the initial focus of - - - doing the right thing. So in the end, doing the right thing turns out to be doing the easiest thing.

And after all, who wants Jiminy Cricket saying “Go ahead, make a fool of yourself, then maybe you'll listen to your conscience.” No thank you.... not me.

Monday, April 18, 2011

Rainy Days and Mondays…

I think I am either having déjà vu, or I have titled a previous post the same. First it is a rainy day, and second it is a Monday. And further both days are gloomy, whether it is a Monday or a rainy day. Today is gloomy. This is a picture from Olympus Cove.

And this is the Vortex Radar.

Hint: Blue and Green ain't good.

This is downtown Salt Lake - - Are those roads or rivers?

Sometimes shaking the gloom of a Monday lasts on into Tuesday, and on a bad week by the end of the day Wednesday. I have this just nagging feeling that this could last into Thursday. I don’t know… just sayin.

Typically, Spring brings such a sense of freshness for me, a feeling of new beginning. Hope springs anew. My daffodils are blooming, sometimes the tulips (if the varmint deer haven’t done a throw down on them.) Why does Spring feel so different this year? Kind of like I am still waiting for the Spring trigger to go off. I think something is missing; maybe something lost. Maybe it is warmth. Maybe I just need to get out of my head. Maybe I need to have eyes wide open; to get anchored in the love and beauty that surrounds me despite the fact that it is a rainy day and that it is a Monday.

Perhaps seeing the beauty of my front yard…right here…

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

It's Just How I Roll

As life rolls along, you tear your bathroom apart because the plaid wallpaper doesn’t look as cute as you thought it did 7 years ago when you put it up. You find that there is two feet of piled up leaves in between the border of the fence and the concrete and finding the wherewithal to clean them out absolutely escapes you. You realize that two little weiner dogs can deposit an ungodly amount “fertilizer” on the lawn over the winter. And just about the moment that you wrap around all of these little factoids, anomalies, and realizations, a curve ball hits you. Who knew you were playing baseball? It is basketball season for God's sake. You take this in stride; you make the best of it. You even try to spin it in a positive light. But in the end, it was still a curve ball that hit you like a sucker punch. Just as you finish reeling from the shock and awe of it all, something bright and sunny happens. But you question it. You second guess it, because after all, that is what you do. You are the queen of second, third, fourth and fifth guessing. Typically when something is too good to be true, it usually is. I am holding out hope that this good thing is true. Because that is just the sortofgal that I am. You know - - it's just how I roll. .