well hello. I miss you guys. I need to get my bloggy love on …..and btw I was just informed this is the 2 year anniversary of WTF4. holy smokes…. celebration….. can I drink beer yet? is it too early? whatever….
this poor little white space has been hanging out with that small flashing black line on the screen for far too long. just mr. boring white screen and mr. blinking black line all alone by themselves .hanging out like white on rice without butter or soya sauce. SO, I thought, today is as good as any day to love it up a bit. maybe a lot. I think that might be in order. PLUS, it is the kind of day where the raindrops are hurtling themselves down from the sky’s gray ceiling with such vertical energy I can not see space between droplets. sounds like the kind of day you really hanker and yearn to be outside right? …… said no one ever. maybe I should vaccuum? again said no one ever. especially me.
so here I sit, in my turquoise lumpy writing chair, convincing myself not to crawl back into a cosy nest of fuzzy blankets and maybe have a wee nappy but to actually hammer a post out from start to finish, paste some tiny ‘flappity’ wings on it and push it off the ledge and hopefully make it fly.
so, here goes. yup. where do I start?
the past couple weeks have been eaten up by the ‘stuff of life’. the happy happy’s and the sadness of forever goodbyes. the fresh shiny new of beginnings and the simple goodness of every day moments . the yin and the yang of life. I have hay in my bra, as usual and mud on my jeans and boots as always too. that’s pretty much the way I roll. every. single .day. there have been weddings to attend
and photograph , new babies to meet and photograph as well,
farmyard sweethearts to say goodbye to sadly,
horses and kids to feed and look after, appointments to book and trips to plan. big hurrah for the last one. Thailand here I come. Those are only the big ones though, it is the wiggly little creepers that sneak their way in between the big to do’s that make it a squishy kind of madcap adventure … think surfing a bi polar wave while stirring a pot of boiling pudding for eighty people. It is all about the balance. Trying to be a good Mom / person/friend/ wife/blogger/ and any of the other crazy ass shit I forgot and grinding it out with a smile on your face can make you feel certifiably insane. That is where wine comes in. Mmm, a nice red blend or a chilled white ? mmmm……. now I forgot where I was.
oh. the balance. the madness. the wine. nope. that is later. The juggling of what we call a life. A good life. I am grateful for the craziness. Mostly. Let’s get real. Some days I need to be an octopus on speed like all of us busy parents out there. Imagine what we could accomplish if we had eight arms ? If you made it this far I thank you for reading. Some of you have been reading this *schlep* since the start so cheers and I thank you from the bottom of my twisted sister heart.
ok…. so now fly, fly, fly away…….