You Capture - feet

I miss this. This used to be Sunday, way back when. Back when Hubby lived there and I lived here, and weekends were about spending time together. And inevitably, we'd wind up just curled up on the sofa talking or napping or just kind of being. It was nice. Unbelievably nice.

But times change, I guess. Sunday is now about laundry and cleaning and going and doing and rushing.

And sometimes is seems there's just no time to simply be together anymore.

But I remember those long ago Sundays.

And I miss them.

See more at Beth's (Or, this week, Keli's).

list time

1. Driving home from work I heard Feed the Tree by Belly on the radio. I haven't heard that song in yeeeeeears. Quite possibly since high school. I had actually forgotten it existed. Yet I sang every single word.

2. Sometimes I go through a stretch of time where I just want to eat everything in sight. I don't know why this happens. It's generally not related to anything (that I can tell). But it happens. It goes on for a few days. And it passes. And I agonize over whether to just give in and eat, or fight it. I usually just give in and eat. And then feel totally guilty.

3. So, some of the pictures that were lost have been recovered. Some. Which is better than none. I must keep repeating that to myself.

4. I'm still afraid to attempt to put any new pictures on the new computer.

5. I'm still trying to figure out the new computer. I might be too old fashioned for this laptop type thing...

6. Oh my gosh! I had a coconut cream cupcake. Like, from a bakery. It was sooooooo good.

7. Except for minor things, like bakery cupcakes and restaurant salads with cheese, the vegan thing is going well. I've been collecting pictures of my Vegan Meal Success Stories (I've made some good stuff!). Hopefully they still exist and I'll be able to share more later. (I know you're dying to know.)

8. I finally caved in to Facebook, and I want to know how it knows things. Like, how does it decide who you should be friends with? Because it has yet to suggest I be friends with anyone I actually know or went to school with or anything like that. But it desperately wants me to be friends with Hubby's ex-wife. And two people whose blogs I read but have never actually met in real life.

9. The Plumbing Woes started a domino effect in the house. We now have a minorly revamped kitchen, a new dining area, and a new quilt for the bed. It looks very nice. I have pictures. Hopefully I'll be able to load them and share them. (Again, I know you're dying to know.)

10. Have I ever mentioned that Hubby is a writer? He is. He currently has four books of poetry. He's going to be doing a reading at a local cafe for National Poetry Month in April. I'll share more details when I know more details. (I know you're dying to know this, too.)

Bonus! 11. I've learned that, in addition to Every Little Step I Take by Bobby Brown, another song I will never shuffle through on my ipod is Rock Me Tonight by Billy Squire. No. I have no idea why. (For either of them.)

for the girls

So, the tell it to me tuesday challenge this week was to write a letter to the nation's daughters. How am I supposed to do that? How am I supposed to dispel advice to young girls when most of the time I feel like I can't get it together myself? When, quite often, I don't feel like I know much of anything?

I know there are things I wish I could figure out, that I hope all those young girls that I see every day can manage to figure out. Like how to really, truly love yourself. To really, truly accept yourself. To not look at yourself in the mirror and see all the wrong and none of the right. I want you girls to be able to do that.

I hope you take the time to know who you actually are, what you believe in, what you stand for, what's important to you, before you make any major life commitments. And, oh how I hope you take the time to live for yourselves before you commit to others.

I so want for you to be strong enough to stick to your beliefs, even when they're challenged (especially if they're challenged!). But please don't be afraid to look at other options, and if one of those is more right for you, take it. But please change only for yourself, and not because someone else thinks you should.

Remember that if someone loves you, they accept you just as you are. Remember that if you love someone, you accept them as they are. You don't have to change yourself. (But you might have to compromise sometimes. That's not the same thing.)

And please, please remember that you are not the only one living here on this planet. There are so many others. Do what you can to help.

Give back.

Take care.

Live simply.

Love.

Break. Down.

Well, this is the end of my spring break. Which makes me sad. I don't want to think about going back to work tomorrow. That makes me tired. Already. I don't know why this year is so hard. But it is. So hard.

It's not helping that, as Hubby is trying to get the new computer all ready to use, all of my pictures, which had been put on an external drive so as to keep them safe, seem to have vanished. Ironic, no? I'm not thinking about it. I can't. If I do, I will start to cry.

It's also not helping that it's still cold. Like, wearing a turtleneck sweater cold. I'm over that kind of cold. I'm ready for those few little nice weather teaser days we've had to become the norm again. I'm ready for spring.

There's a blue thread running through today.

I'm sure there's more colors there, too. I just have to dig in and find them.

Computer-less

I'm down one computer.

It's been dying a slow death for awhile now.

And yesterday it died.

Luckily, we saw it coming, and Hubby was proactive enough to order a new one.

It should be here sometime within the next week.

But, I have to say, I miss my computer already. Is that silly? But I do. It was mine. My things were on it. Are still on it. And I don't know if I can get them back. We saved all the pictures onto an external drive awhile back. But some things are still there. Like every email Hubby has ever sent me, from the just-getting-to-know-you ones, to the just-falling-in-love-with-you ones, to the I'm-not-sure-we're-going-to-survive-this ones, and everything in between. Oh, lots of things are on there. Close to ten years worth of my life. I feel silly for missing it. But I do.

You Capture - A Moment

It was special for me. Very special.

See more at Beth's.

Time

I decided recently that I wanted to take control of my time.

So much of life is planned out for me. There are so many things I have to do.

And I decided that I need to do more of what I want to do.

So I am.

I'm not worrying about how it will look if I don't do what other people want me to do or think I should do in the little free time I have. I'm not saying "yes" to other peoples' idea of fun if it's not my idea of fun.

When it's possible, I'm doing what I want.

Because right now, that just how it needs to be.

It's how I need it to be.

I'm sure it will change. (Probably in about 9 weeks. Maybe. Or maybe not.)

But, for now, I claim my time for me.

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tell it to me tuesdays

PS: I've been singing this song all week.