Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Total Eclipse


Lights, camera, action! Tonight is the third installment of my love affair with a strangely teen phenomenom. Eclipse. Soooooo giddily excited. I can't say that I am Team Edward or Team Jacob. It is true that I have warmed to Jacob. So, since I am somewhat older than the majority of fans, I think it is perfectly fine to declare my love to them both....I am Team Threesome! Ya, Baby, Ya!

I scored 4 tickets to the VIP Premier of Eclipse. Yes, I am that awesome. So, me and my peeps get to view the movie nearly 4 hours before it opens!! That's right, I will be seeing the movie while the hoards wait in line to enter the theatre. I will be home tucked in my comfy bed with visions of vampires and werewolves dancing in my dreams when the masses finally get to see the movie. I am awesome. Yes, I am!!!

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Having a mental day

Yep. Today I am a train wreck. Totally sad. I feel as if all the joy has been sucked out of the world. Feel like an awful weight is pushing down. I really should have stayed home. Please Lord, bring me some good news today......I truly need it. Turn me toward the blessings in my life. Help me see the joy. Give me the strength to pull myself back up. I have a blessed life. I know that. I really know that. Sometimes it is just hard to see.
Our adoption...... The source of my anguish.

Friday, June 18, 2010

Feeling Like a Wet Pug

The picture below isn't my little pug man Attila, but it sure the heck could be. He hates the rain. Won't go potty for hours. I patiently wait for a tiny break in the deluge and whisk the little guy out where he stands in wet grass as high as his belly. Poor guy. You can't blame him. This weather truly sucks. I keep thinking I am gonna look up from my desk and see a boat floating by outside the window.....and I am on the second floor.
Rain, rain PLEASE go away. Pleeeeaaaaassse?

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Friday, June 11, 2010

Rain, rain go away!



We have been inundated with rain for the past couple of months. Of course it rains here in the spring and has been known to snow in June, but this year has been wickedly wet. I am sick of it. Sick...of...it!!!! Living in northwest Montana we are ever mindful of our winter snow packs and spring moisture because hot dry weather breeds fire and fire is not our friend. This year, I think I can safely say, we will not be experiencing our normal fire season. Too wet. We still have snow in the mountains that hasn't come down yet and the ground is saturated. I fear when it does finally heat up and the snow comes down there will be flooding.

At the moment I feel sun deprived. Seriously sun deprived. The last time I saw it was in Vegas...two months ago. Ugghhhh.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

It is better to burn out, than to rust out


In the immortal words of a friend recently passed. It is better to burn out, than to rust out.

Our friend Karen recently passed away after a three year battle with colon cancer. We attended a memorial for her last evening. I have been to many memorials in which it is said to be or intended to be a celebration of life. This was the first that kept that promise and to me, today, it was life changing.

Karen was 49 years old when she died. She had spent 33 years of that time with her husband Fred. They were like bookends. There was never a mention of Karen without Fred, or vice versa. They were entwined so tightly that it was as if they were one person. Fred gave her eulogy. It was a magnificent tribute to the love of his life. How he kept it together I will never know. Perhaps the cancer had prepared him for the moment.

Karen had a love for life. She loved everthing about it and I can honestly say that she lived her life to the fullest. Every single moment of every single day. I can't remember a time that she was not smiling or laughing. What an amazing soul. She wanted to die on her own terms and she did. Cancer did not change Karen. In the end, she burned out, like a candle at the end of it's wick, still bright, still...Karen.

Mostly, I was touched by the Karen and Fred dynamic. It is a bit like us really, though we tend to spend more time apart and do have separate interests and friends. I was just struck by the thought of Fred, surviving. How will he? How would I?

Today I love more deeply than I did yesterday. I intend to appreciate life more fully. Try harder. Love who I am. And most importantly, thank God for each breath. Thank you Karen for sharing yourself with us. Goodbye friend.