Wednesday, April 15, 2009


I love this photo...receiving line of our wedding...the expression on my face the result of an entirely inappropriate joke from a beloved wedding guest....just gotta love those kind of guys.

Yesterday was a day of observation...the weather was warm, sunny and welcoming. The boys galloped around the front yard for hours as I held my chin with my hands, elbows on my knees, sitting on the front steps....thinking. I'd made lots of observatiosn throughout the day, thinking I needed to start writing them all down. So that's what I did.

1) Marsh and I met in the hallway in the wee (no pun intended) hours of the morning. Our paths intersected as we met at the doorway to the powder room. Marsh, wiggling, squirming, doing the widely known "pee pee dance" realized why I was headed in the same direction. To that he says (his discomfort written all over his face) "Mommy, girls go first, go ahead." I could have died and gone to heaven right then. I've done my job.

2) Clancey's hair is turning a wonderful light auburn color...the color of autumn leaves.

3) Marsh said to me in the afternoon, "Sometimes I just need some alone time." Don't we all.

4) On our way home from Cedar Rapids and a visit to our favorite MD a song filled the Durango..."You know who I am, who I'm not and who I want to be." Dedicated to you Levi.

5) Saying hello to strangers often results in very odd expressions. That's not how it was when I was growing up. This is Iowa darnit, say hello on the sidewalk! This may be why "strangers" no longer feel small towns are friendly.

6) My youngest offspring feels that all of the wild kingdom should share in his love and kisses. Sorry to the robins who were chased endlessly around the yard....he really does love you and wanted to kiss you on your pointy little beaks.

7) I checked out the third book in the Twilight series from the library...I couldn't wait to purchase it in paperback. Naughty Mommy.

8) Sometimes opportunities come out of the blue, but are the answer to every creative dream one holds in their heart.

9) I've learned a lot from 12 years in a committed, happy relationship with a husband who is unflappable even under excruciating circumstances. 12 years together ~ 12 solid years ~ no breaks, breakups, separations or divorces ~ 12 solid. That means something. 12 of lockstep strides, never one walking slightly ahead or behind the other. I'm lucky.

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