Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

A Year and A Day

I looked at an almanac today and I realized how much changes in a year.

November 23rd 2009 I was coming home from GIS waiting for tuesday to end so I could go home on Wednesday for Thanksgiving.

Novemeber 23rd 2010 I am waiting to go to work at one of two part time jobs, engaged and not doing what I thought or dreamed I would be doing as a twenty four year old woman. I am living down the street from the hospital that I was born in.

November 23rd 2011I will be a quarter of a century old and married.

November 23rd 1986 I came home from the hostipal for the first time having been born two months early.

In a year life will change and it is amazing to think of what you accomplish in a year and all the times with friends and family. I was told today by an seamstress that times like Thanksgiving or Christmas, whether you think the holiday is commercial, overrated or not of your religion, those days when all your friends and family come together are the days that break up life and make life worth living for, worth remembering.

It is is a little early, but Give Thanks to all who are in your life.

Monday, November 22, 2010

In a funk.

I have felt like I have been in a funk for a while. I cannot seem to know why or what is causing the rut which I find myself in. I sit to write, and get a page written before I am zapped creatively or I feel that if I write anything it will be changed the next time I sit down. Or if I go for a run, I feel good but the next day there is no drive to get out and repeat. I sat and read but after about half an hour, I feel sleepy and decide to get up and do something else so I do not fall asleep early again. I sat in the circle today. While in the circle, I decided that I wasn't focused enough to talk but I reverted to the beginning exercises. Then I fell off the wagon and my mental strength failed. I wish I could stand out side and let the wind blow away the cloud which surrounds me...deep breath...I will turn on some Harry Potter book on CD and crochet the blanket I am making for Katie. 

Turning to better subjects then my complaining about my mental attitude, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 was very good. I saw the movie with my fiancee's friend and wow...what a great movie. Sad, but now we are at the point where ground is gained and the stand off is close at hand. Evil will be defeated but at a cost...I cannot way for July. 



Saturday, November 20, 2010

Days to Remember

Dedicated to the University of Wisconsin-Platteville Cross Country Runners.
Congratulations to the fourth place finish at Nationals! Congrats PK and Garvens on the All-American status!! 


There are days as you are puking at the side of the M after running up the steps twice because Coach thought it was a good idea. That is a day to remember to tell freshman at Pigeon Lake.

There are days when you are running around the indoor track thinking that after a 100m, 200m, 300m, 400m, 800m that you are halfway done. That is a day to remember to when you ran your PR in the race of your choice (MDs all the way!!).

There are days when you step up to the line with the best runners in the Nation and look out over the first three hundred meters, feeling the adrenaline pumping through your veins as you watch the race official race the run. That is a day to remember when you cross the line and start to plan for the next season.

There are days when you step over the finish line for the last time. That is the day to remember all the great times you had as a distance runner.

There are days when you pull out your awards and dust them off. Place them on the shelf and you stand back and admire with a smile. Then all the good times and accomplishments are not tarnished by time or pettiness. That is the day you pass one more person and push a little harder on your run.

There are days when you pull down your All-American Trophy, Participation medal, and Conference medal to show your grand kids that at one point in your life you were one of the fastest runners in the nation. That is the day when you remember every single moment of your running career and relive it though the eyes of the young runner in front of you.


Friday, November 19, 2010


I feel like I cannot wait for the weekend. Even though I work both days of the weekend but the fact that it is Friday nearing lunch, I just cannot wait for everyone to be doing something so they are not posting dumb things on facebook. Then I just realized as I went to go and state in a rather irritable state that if someone doesn't want to know about a movie, or a game or what ever you are not up to date on then do not read it...but then I realized I needed to take my own advice. So that blew all the steam out of my slight rant.

But back to my normal self, I love The Mists of Avalon. I did not find a lot of time to read this weekend and I am still on book one but it's great. Vivianne and Morgaine are great. I am interested in the younger life of Arthur and the little glimpses of Galahad are great! Maybe tonight I will brew a pot of coffee and read all night. :)

I love gray, cold November days. I just wish I could stay inside and read and write about Alistair. Instead I get to make people happy by selling them pretty things. But Alistair's Story is going well. I'm still running into difficulty with making him a bumbling, awkward young man, but I think I am getting there. I hope. :)