it's hard to believe it's been three years since i made a serious commitment to learning photography. i miss taking classes. a lot. but apparently not enough to drive a three hour round trip once a week.
most bedroom linens are either too busy or too plain. none seem to be just right for me. though i have have gotten closer today. of course i will change my mind by tomorrow morning.
i'm really, really glad this week is over, though monday and tuesday will be a tough couple of days. i'm a good organizer but there is some chaos that refuses to be organized so i'm learning to deal with those issues lately. it's wearing on the soul at times. but i have people to make me laugh, so it works.
i had a random thought that i've lost my edge from when i was a myspace blogger - it was anonymous and most people didn't know me by any other name than . (dot) but i think age will dull a person's edge too. now people know my name and where i live so i try to live by the thought that my nieces and nephews could find this one day - what example would i want to set for them. yes...there were a lot of things i would never wanted them to read on myspace - i'm glad i'm a bit duller these days. lately anonymous has taken on the personality of a bully (no, i was never a bully) and i don't like that.
i've been soaking up the olympics and i'm a big cheese - i have to admit that i love rooting for usa and get tears in my eyes when these kids do good. though our country has more than it's share of problems, i think it has a lot of good things too.
tonight my youngest nephew is going to his second dance and his first with a 'girlfriend'. good thing i'm not around to embarrass him. his mom took him last night to buy a new shirt - a tradition started by my mom. we always got a new piece of clothing for occasions like this. i can remember wearing a white dress to a valentine's dance and she bought me a shiny enameled heart pin to go with it. he's making the memories of his life right now. today at lunch the girls talked about their dances and we all laughed. i swear my mom told me that i would get pregnant if i let a boy french kiss me. lordy....i can remember freaking out the first time thinking about that.
it's supposed to be in the high 50's tomorrow - i trying to resist the urge to break out the flipflops and shorts. ( i know, i know) but then the cold rain comes back on sunday. i feel a picnic coming on...and kite flying.