I have been song jumping like a mother lately. I mean jumping hard. Why? I get into these stretches of emotional dumping and music tends to carry a wondrous canopy, and I tend to fit snuggly beneath it. If I could add runs of melodious sound to my writing, I'm convinced I'd see you jump into my life harness free. I struggle with the amount of love that I give away. Why can't I get the love back? Is it because I carry a tiny print disclaimer that isn't necessarily visible, however hidden in the fine lines of my face, ironed into the lining of my brain and etched into the desires of my heart? I have been blog free for a few weeks now, and it has created an anxiety in me that I haven't felt before. It was a stress to provide quality, filter free and raw life moments that I have recently had, then find a clever way to share them. Is that stupid? I can answer that! Yes, yes it is. I find myself searching for something on a level that isn't nearly comparable to what I have in real life, real time and real now. It's pathetic the amount of energy I give the "lacks" in my life, when it's so obvious that I have the abundance below.
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| We were invited to dinner with the Zitouni's, friends of ours, some weeks ago, and everything placed before us was from scratch...and everything put in front of us, we ATE |
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| Baby Zitouni's with baby Adan |
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| Funny thing, after we ate this... |
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| ...she brought out this...and then that yummy tart-see above...in addition to opulent other desserts. Did I mention all from scratch? |
We went to
a pretty amazing place, also, a few weeks ago, and my husband got major kudos for coordinating the whole trip. Adan loved it, and I'm pretty sure, if you have children, they will too.
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| Who I have become |
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| What we got to do |
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| Who I got to spend time with |
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| Things we got to observe |
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| Shooting took a new form |
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| Participating in this little guys experiences never gets old |
Fresh off of a 5 night shift stretch, I got the crazy idea that I needed to handmake all of Adan's Valentine's for his school...so where does a momma go when she needs a crafty make shift thingy mabob? Pinterest, duh...
and
this place made it super easy to accomplish!
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| Pencils, pencils and pencils galore... |
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| ...oh yea, and rolos, kisses and cardstock oh my! |
i think all bloggers feel that pressure to say something *important*. i always feel like a bum when all i have to talk about is my trip to the mall ;) oh well..
ReplyDeleteyou are a good writer, don't stop!
p.s. thank god for pinterest!
It's weird how this just sort of birthed. I blame u, Haha. Just kidding. I love to read ur blog. For many reasons, but mostly because I feel ur gift is making ur readers feel like we are part of ur life somehow, and those memories u share with us are an invite at ur table.
DeleteIt's weird how this just sort of birthed. I blame u, Haha. Just kidding. I love to read ur blog. For many reasons, but mostly because I feel ur gift is making ur readers feel like we are part of ur life somehow, and those memories u share with us are an invite at ur table.
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