wondering

everyday i talk on the phone, sometimes for hours at at time.  i worry because lately i've been at a loss for words here on the blog.  it feels that i just talk so much that all of the words are squeezed out of me, wrung dry and my fingers are parched for want of a rain shower. 

we waited and begged for spring and it seems that summer is almost here already.  weird how that happens - or least it seems to happen here in the south.  we have that small window of springlike warmth and then boom, in comes the heat.  today is the heat....and while i'm wondering. 

have you ever avoided reading a book because the reviews are so good that you're scared the book can never live up to the hype?  i find myself doing that with 'the help'.  i tiptoe around it quietly - looking at the yellow bookcover and caress it time to time, thinking about cracking the pages.  then i put it down again.  it sits on my nightstand in quiet reproach.   

today on my ipod:  somebody else (jeff bridges), wicked game (chris isaak), you found me (the fray), rolling in the deep (adele), drift away (dobie gray), long long time (linda ronstadt), this guy's in love with you (herb alpert), shameless (garth brooks), right in time (lucinda williams)

bits and pieces

i finally downloaded shots from the camera that i've taken over the past two (or so) weeks.  funny what can happen that short span of time - there's been flowers, family, funerals, and i'm sure other words that start with the sixth letter of the alphabet.  i'll share some of them here....in the meantime, i'm sending sweet wishes for mother's day - i hope yours was as beautiful as mine.  i made pulled pork and banana pudding - nothing fancy really. 

i saw "something borrowed" last night with a good friend and her sweet hubby spoiled us with grilled steaks.  we brainstormed over an upcoming photobooth at christy's graduation tea. 

 

 

i forgot

i can't remember where i took this shot - i know it was about a month ago because the dogwood is blooming. 

reading some james baldwin this morning in addition to my normal book that i always have started.  baldwin is always the sort to be "in your face" about stuff but always a good reminder with "not everything that is faced can be changed but nothing can be changed until it is faced." 

it's mother's day weekend so i hope all of you that still have mommas out there squeeze her a bit for me.  for those who's momma's have passed - my heart is with you.  i miss mine everyday, but more so this weekend.

i was going to write more but honestly...i forgot.  hope you're having a beautiful day.

resistance, though futile, is also silly

it's late on a day where i've ran late all day long.  except to the noon webinar - i'm the host for the noon webinar and i can't be late.

the pugs snore and curtis stone is talking about food on the television.  not that i'm really paying attention.  the blinds are open to the backyard and as sit here at the computer, i wonder if the neighbors across the viaduct wonder about me sitting here in front on the laptop.  i wonder if they wonder what i'm typing or doing.  i would wonder about them if they sat where i could see them. 

i need to go to bed.  somehow this morning i turned over and turned off my alarm.  when i woke up at 7:30 (i have to be at work at 8:00) i couldn't remember hearing the alarm - a tiny bit of panic set in.  i've been reading my latest book 2-3 pages at a time, barely able to hold my eyes open.  and still i sit here listening to lizzie snore a bit more loudly. 

why am i resisting?  probably because it means a rinse and repeat of today, only on thursday.  life at work has been spent mostly this week on the phone clearing up issues - the easy stuff already cleared up.  i wrote a giant issues list and left it to greet me in the morning.  i also have to finish my remarks for my very first national speaking engagement - i'm kinda freaking out about that.  fortunately it's one of three panel sessions all scheduled at the same time.  maybe no one will pick my panel discussion!  i'm excited and terrified all at the same time.  oh, before you ask - the exciting title of the panel discussion is "successful implementation of your i-apd." 

it matters what you see

i haven't played with textures in a while, so
this friendly poppy is from a week ago, the day before easter i believe.

i can't believe what all has transpired this week.  it has been a week of heartache, courage, and some renewal.

by now, you know of the devastation that has struck alabama, as well as other states in the path of the wednesday storms.  while we are no strangers to the fury that is tornado season, this system of storms hit such populated areas that is was impossible to get out of the path.  heartbreaking stories - stories of courage - stories of survival - stories of the lowest of low (looters) - and stories of generosity.  it will be a while before we dig out of this, but i know we will.

on the same day, my uncle passed away unrelated to the storm and a couple hundred miles away.  it was expected, he was 86.  sitting at the funeral yesterday, we laughed and we cried.  his daughters spoke of his values and his life - memories flooded over me of time spent at their house in the summer.  i will say, the playing of taps on the bugle and the flag presentation ceremony shook me to tears.  my uncle fought in ww2 and the flag was presented to his son who fought in vietnam. 
  
today on my ipod -   heavenly day (patty griffin), rise up (diane birch), hello it's me (todd rundgren), hey leonardo (blessid union of souls), how come (ray lamontagne), hideway (the weepies), hold my hand (hootie & the blowfish), hold on you (jeff bridges), the honey tree (mostar driving club), songbird (eva cassidy)