Tuesday, July 27, 2010

My friend could use some prayers

If any on you have noticed in my followers list, there's a man with a beard. That's David. Right now he's going through a parent's worst nightmare--a child in serious condition. If you could pray or you know...send warm thoughts his way, I'd appreciate it. Thanks.

Monday, July 26, 2010


There's nothing like waking up to a dog licking my face. Until I remember what else he tends to lick. Yuck.

Have a good day.

Friday, July 23, 2010

The Most Disgusting Post I Will Ever Write

Dog Pooh. It’s been all about the dog pooh. My oldest has had issues with his bowels. The cocker spaniel. Not the boy.

Vet wants specimen. Ew. But okay. So when does my dog do his business?

1 AM in the morning. All over my kitchen floor.

Dog forgets to sometimes bring the ball back when he’s playing fetch, but the other night he was nice enough to wake me to let me know he made a mess.

And, I can’t use that for his test because the vet clinic doesn’t open until 8 AM. They want FRESH.

Of course, they do.

For hours I stalked him. Waiting. Watching.


Walked him three times around the block.


I walked it down to the vet. Waited an hour for the vet to tell me…

The dog is probably stressed.

HE’S stressed? Really? Really? He sleeps all day!

With ten pounds of special dog food just for him, I head home. (I’m still walking)

And that’s when it started to rain.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

The Birthday

I went and celebrated my birthday early by going to the Denver Art Museum. (Because I know if I waited and went on my birthday, disaster would strike. It did. And it included puking. Not pretty.)


The King Tut exhibit was there. I had seen it once before in Pennsylvania, and it is still amazing the second time around.

My girl and I were in luck to see the photography display. I love black and whites. To me, you don’t get overwhelmed by the blast of colors and fancy editing software. I’m not dissing on the graphic designers here. There is just something so beautiful about someone taking the time to develop these shots. And there were a couple of incredible old style overlays. (Two photos seamlessly merged to create something wonderful.) I would share but you know…copyright laws.

I don’t go to museums for inspiration. I’ve yet to see a story in any bit of artwork. Music is where my muse takes off and starts rambling ideas like a hyperactive kid on a candy rush. Still, I find going to art museums a nice recharge for my spirit.

I have one itsy, bitsy confession to make. There are times I just don’t get some of the newer abstract art pieces.

Monday, July 12, 2010

Hellooo Monday

Time to get back to work. Real work. No more dabbling an hour here or maybe I’d spend two hours at night at the computer. (And one of those hours was likely wasted in surfing the net.)

Yes, time for me to return to a set schedule. Gawd, that almost sounds so grownup of me.

I can’t say there was too much relaxation during my husband’s vacation this time around. On a stress scale of one to ten, I’d probably give it a nine. Now wait, don’t say, “Oh no, I’m sorry to hear that.” At the end of six weeks, after two funerals, another car accident (Not our fault) and a whole a mess of drama….my family and I are all good. Really. We’re great. In fact, at the beginning of August I should be heading out to see the Boy graduate boot camp. Should. There are always things that can go wrong. Life is never what you expect. But, you know, there are some days I wish for some calm. Or maybe to hear some amazing news. Good news would be a fun change.

Anyone want to share some news? Or maybe some horrific vacation plans that went awry? Come on. We can laugh about it.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Night time musings and whispers

I love the night, especially when a storm is moving in. My imagination tends to go into overdrive. Potential characters show up trying to entertain me. And sometimes a strange notion emerges. Its kinda like I'm seeing the end of a story or a major turning point. On a rare occasion I share them with the family. Very rare. I almost never that chatty when the muse takes over. I know. That's a bad thing to be soooo antisocial. But most of the time I need to let these fledgling ideas play to see if they have that potential or if they need axing. Some are just too freaky to share.

So, what jump starts your muse? Come on, I know there must be one person who stops by to read my journal.
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Saturday, July 3, 2010

Just the two of us...

On July 1st my husband had to head back overseas. I hate when he leaves. And I'm noticing the depresssion hits harder after each visit. Don't get me wrong. I want him home to visit. I'd be downright mean if I never ever got to see him. But you know, it gets harder to say good-bye after having him home for a month.

Things are coming together though. Today is better than yesterday. And tomorrow--even though it's a holiday--I'm gonna be working things out on how to attack Brooklyn's revisions. More on tackling that problem later.

Anyway, I'm here. Yay.