Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
There is a girl about my age who lives in Oklahoma City. I don't know her, although I know several people who do. And she has been invited to several of my trunk shows, but I have still yet to meet her. I do think she has impeccable taste though and I have been blog-stalking her on a regular basis; her posts are inspiring. She is a designer and I wish she would make a stop off in Jenks to do some designing. Maybe I could pay her in jewelry.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
It is amazing the things you will discover about yourself by spending nine days at the lake. Almost alone. At the end of the summer. When the lake is eerily calm and empty and it has rained over six inches in a thirty-six hour period. Although nice, it leaves you wondering where everyone is. It is too quiet here. Oh yes, I almost forgot. Football season has begun.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
It's not that I blame her. Blogging takes up time, and I am sure that she didn't have much time to spare at that point. Whatever the case, I am glad that I carried out the plan as writing about my daily experiences has been a release of sorts even though I haven't been going through anything nearly as serious or painful as a breakup. Knowing that I have the opportunity to share the highlights or low points of my day/week/year, forces me to really reflect on my life. And, even though posts are rarely serious, I am constantly thinking about what is good and what is real and constantly taking stock of the "graces" in my life..
So, in honor of "daily graces," as brought to life by Wallycado, today I am thankful for...
-My patients. These roses are thriving in the 106 degree Oklahoma heat, outside the home of one of my patients, and because she can't get outside to see them for herself, I took this with my phone to show her. Although the flowers are beautiful, they are not my grace. Instead, I am thankful for the opportunity to spend time with patients like this little lady; I learn something from every one of my patients every day.
-The library. I love to learn; I get this from my father. Where else could I have gotten information on business plans, writing grants, traveling to Europe on a budget, growing old gracefully, and some sheet music for the piano all at once and all for free? I'm like a kid in a candy store the second I set foot in the library. See the stack of books I checked out this evening...I'm still wondering why they don't give out sacks at the Jenks Library though.
3. Michael Jackson. I am a child of the 80s. I have moonwalked. I have worn a single metallic glove. He was weird, but he was talented, and his legacy will live on.
4. Farrah Fawcett. She was a classic beauty, there is no doubt. But, by documenting her battle with cancer she showed a grace and inner beauty that most people don't possess. I am thankful that she publicized her horrific experience to teach others just how ugly cancer really is.
- And last, thank you to the news-, weather-, and sportscasters on Channel 2 news. I'm not sure if they all passed around a joint or a case of "pink eye," but whatever it was, they all seemed to be sharing whatever it was that makes one's eyes really red, squinty and glossy. Thank you for giving Josh and I a laugh at 6 and again at 10.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
I had a particularly bad day at work a couple of weeks ago. I don't remember exactly what precipitated it, but I do remember that whatever those events were lead to several sobbing phone calls to my closest friends and family. These were the kind where you are crying so hard you can't talk, and the person on the other end is going into panic mode because they are already fearing the worst. The calls usually start out with "Mom, I'm OK but..." before I can barely mix in a few unintelligible words with many, many breathless sobs. I'm sure we have all had them, but my bad days seem to be occurring more and frequently lately, leading me to believe it's time to make a change.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
4. PB Loco Peanut Butter in Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Saturday, March 21, 2009
There's a link below to a blog called Wallycado. I read it regularly not only because the writer is a good friend, but also because the author and I are just different enough from each other that I feel I can learn about something new and interesting every time I visit her blog. Every time she posts, she writes what she calls her "points of grace," which is a list of the things that made her happy that day/week, and that list always leads me to a new recipe, a new band, or a new website that I wouldn't have otherwise heard of.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
I don't know what happened to me when I reached my late twenties, but it was something that wasn't present when I was younger. I grew up with two brothers, and I liked to consider myself a girly-tomboy (if that is really even a thing). I was not (in my mind) a girly-girl at all. Yes, I took dance and gymnastics and dressed in all the latest fashions, but that was only because my mom signed me up for those classes and bought all of my clothes. I spent all of my afternoons out in the yard with the boys or on my skateboard down the street. I thought I could "hang,"and as my husband will tell you (and he tells me frequently) there is not one ounce of athleticism in my body.