welcome to day one, year two....

today is november first
and the first day of nablopomo...
i managed to do this last year
and have been looking forward to
giving it a go
again this year...
in fact, i feel like i am brimming over
with things that i would like to
"give a go"
this month.
i watched a news program last night
and a financial advisor was giving advice...
the main piece of information that
i came away with
was that she sets 3 goals everyday
for things that will advance her forward
towards the bigger goals she has set.
what are my bigger goals?
  • renovating the house
  • my husband's new business
  • turning my picture taking hobby into something else
  • handmade gifts for christmas
  • weight loss/tightening up the jiggly areas

sadly, i have more goals than this...but i'm trying to be realistic.

{also...i don't know why this is double spaced and so...it remains as such}

mushroom mania and pumpkins {just under the wire}

so...
remember when
i was sad
because
we knew we had to
cut down some of our trees
in the backyard
and i was feeling
like the lorax
would so
disapprove...

see what s. made out of them
for me...


i am so happy
with my new mushrooms...
he is also working on something else
but i won't have pictures of that
until it's finished...
i heart him...
i totally heart him.

and tonight,
we made jack o lanterns.
i have never carved a pumpkin before
and was pretty excited.
9, S., 13, me! {i know...i heart tim burton, what can i say}

it's been a good wednesday.

SPC{reflected}{week 4}



what is reflected
{deflected}
back to me
when i look up to you...


tiredness
disappointment
hunger
thirst
waiting and expecting
needing and wanting
reserved and hopeful
optimistic and cynical
a chatty introvert

{alice through the looking glass}

i wish i could read you
could know you
could see you

i wish i could accept you
in all your sum of parts,
your flawed inventory,
your backandforth story.

and yet
i make do with what you give me.

more SPC here

5 truths...


~i love my kids...but i hate planning birthday parties...
i'm not sure why and it really seems to be uncharacteristic of me
but i can't help it...i just feel this sense of impending dread until
the party is over. it may be the major procrastinator in me.
i don't like deadlines.

~i'm not sure about my new haircut.

~i miss being the age where i didn't care what i wore
or how my hair was or how i was perceived...i was
the most confident then...but from what i hear,
maybe the forties will bring that back for me. i am
trying to bring it back a little bit myself, trying to
push myself a bit with an edgier haircut, a shorter skirt
than i have been wearing, a new pair of boots.

~i missed this girl.

~i watched the coal miner's daughter last night.
i stayed up until 3 am to see the end. and i am
such a sucker for that kinda twangy honky tonk
country that it is kinda sad {if you were to ask
my kids, that is}