Summer days

Summer days
I wish everyday was a beach walk.

Friday 6 January 2012

Writing again!

I started writing again in the New Year. Actually a day before the New Year started I had an old idea resurface. The idea was one from 10 years ago. But it had been reworked and matured in that time.  I am pumped. I know that it's good, because well I can't stop thinking about it, writing about and I am filling up pages that I can chip away at later.  I know that the rough draft is just that, and out of the hundreds of pages I will write I will have to whittle it down searching for the gem beneath.


But how do you contain a thought while kids are running around, swearing they are hungry again. You see where I live Christmas Vacation is taking forever. It has dragged on for 2 looong weeks!! Actually they don't return to school until next Wednesday?!! I may loose my freaking mind.  They are sleeping in a little too long and they are staying up a little later each night. Just enough that you don't notice at first, until your ten year old saunters out of her room at 11pm claiming she just finished the first Harry Potter Book and wants to discuss it. (At first I was excited!! Anything to get away from Edward Cullen ) But then I looked at the time, and sighed. Because that's all I could do. I let that happen.  

So then I am up til 1 am writing in (finally) peace and quiet of the house. Writing and eating left over candies, makes for a very cranky mother in the morning.  
But I'm writing again!!!

Wednesday 4 January 2012

Happy New Year! & Optimism did you stay in 2011?

I may explode!! The entire Christmas season this year has not been kind to me. The end of 2011 was probably one of the worst health wise in this family. But it could always be worse. Right?


I started this entry tonight as a way to let off some steam. Steam at the mounting bills, the mounds of laundry and the lack of help. But I quickly realize how lucky I am. 

Things could always be worse.



It seems like there was one health crisis after another in this house and then ended with my father in the hospital New Year's Eve. He had suffered a blood clot in his lung. But lives to tell the tale. Thank Goodness.

But he reminded me tonight that there were a lot of people suffering far worse than him in that hospital, that life is short, precious and fragile and we need to hold tight to what we love.
While I thought I wanted to rant about how awful things have been, I really want to say ..............

Happy New Year!!  Do something this year that you've always wanted to do, hold on to your loved ones and make time for friends and family. 
Bonne année et bonne santé !

Cheers !