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It’s Friday Evening and this is What I’m Thinking…


Beau had a half day at school today and is spending the rest of the day and evening out with his friends. I literally didn’t know what to do with myself.

Also, I volunteered in Beau’s class today during their (day after) Valentine’s Day Party. The teacher asked the kids what cupids do. One boy exclaimed in true 6th grade boy form “make love.” I really wanted to laugh. His mom, the other parent volunteer, did not.

I finished Inheritance last week after a two-day reading binge. And then I suffered the book hangover to end all book hangovers. It also has be contemplating and struggling with questions surrounding obligation. Read this book!

Beau and I saw 2Cellos perform earlier this week. AMAZING. That is all.

And I learned that just because Beau, (who is a mover) isn’t moving to the music, it doesn’t mean he’s not enjoying the show. Though I think he would have preferred some lyrics thrown in.

Also, what is better than people watching during a concert?

Right now I’m sitting in the front room. It’s a guest room/den/archive storage room/retreat. It’s pretty much my room to do whatever I please in and with. When I was young my mom’s best friend mentioned something about having her own room. I thought it was strange – she was married – how would that work, what was the point? And then I came to realize she meant her own room/den/office/retreat. At 40, I so get it. Retreat. We all need a retreat.

Right now my place of retreat isn’t looking so much like a retreat. But it is an example of how much I like the aqua/turquoise-red color combination.

What do you think about the energy things hold? Do you even think about that?

This place just opened by us. Why hadn’t someone done this sooner?

My dogs keep getting my pen cases from my desk. Like way at the back of my desk, against the wall, far from the edge. (I don’t even know how they do it.) And then they destroy them. All the while their dog toys are intact. Grr…

It has been gray and gloomy lately. And even though I like the rainy weather it has kind of thrown me. I know I shouldn’t complain since you know, we have no snow or ice, but still…

And that is all. I’m off to figure out what to do with my childless self tonight.

Happy weekend!

It’s Friday Evening and This Is What I’m Thinking…


I’m thinking that my mind is all over the place.

Everything seems so complicated and so simple at the same time.  Revision – people are so complicated, things are so simple.  Sorta. Kinda. Maybe.

I’ve been on a Waylon Jennings kick.  I’ve even surprised myself with this one.

So much is unimaginable until it happens.

This morning I came across a link to an Etsy shop selling friendship bracelets.  The kind my friends and I were making 30 years ago.  I didn’t know people still wore them.  {I also can’t help but think of the lost business opportunity for a bunch of 5th grade girls.}

I’ve been staring at paint chips on the wall the past 2 weeks.  I’m approaching the point where any mustard color will do.  And I’m sad that Aloe Blossom was quickly eliminated from the list. {And it was eliminated with a death glare to the paint chip.}

Would we be nicer people if we remembered that we’re all someone’s baby?  I don’t know.  It popped into my head as I was cooking dinner and I’ve been ruminating on it.

I’m not sure what I was doing when I took this photo, but it’s kinda cool.

Some days I really wish I could go to bed at 7 and be confident that Beau could make himself a real dinner and put himself to bed at 8:30.  That was last night.

Me to Beau: “Life is disgusting sometimes.”  {He was taking issue with having to spread “disgusting” cream cheese on a bagel he was about to eat.  Kids…}  That was also last night.

Everyday I get closer and closer to ordering this. I don’t know how much longer I can keep sweeping the floors twice a day.

I feel like I’ve been having to explain why we can’t look at the sun during the solar eclipse over and over.  Just don’t look into the sun.  It seems so obvious.

I finally took down our Easter/spring wreath (more spring than Easter) to put up our fall wreath.  Just doing my part to usher in fall-like weather in the desert.  So far, it’s not working.

Friday couldn’t have come any sooner this week.

It’s Friday Evening and This Is What I’m Thinking…


This week parenthood is your son hounding you that he needs a new phone case because the color of his doesn’t match his personality.  I don’t know how I’ve gone this long not realizing Beau isn’t a blue.

I heard this recently on a podcast… “Adulthood is learning to live with regret.”  At first I didn’t think much of it.  But I kept coming back to it.  Maybe that’s it.  Living with regret being a fact of life.

I’ve finally resolved to being the parent of an only child.  It has taken 10 years and my sweet little great-niece to realize this.  I love her, but she has made me realize I don’t want to do babyhood and toddlerhood again.  Babysitting yes, parenting no.

Lord knows we don’t need a 4th dog, but I kinda want one and I want to name her Pearl.

Last week it was socks behind the couch.  This week it’s half-eaten crackers and a spoon on the bookshelf.  I’m pretty sure they’ve been there the better part of the week.

Childhood moves at the speed of light.

It’s only the third week of school and I’m already over book reports.

I turn 39 two months from today.  No big deal. {Better than the alternative, right?}  But you know what is a big deal, what makes me feel so entrenched in the blehness of being middle-aged?  Having to wear a mouth guard at night.

Last weekend I spontaneously painted our kitchen and dining area Opera Glasses. {And then I repainted it because silly me absentmindedly got semi-gloss instead of eggshell.}  You don’t know how happy those dark blue walls make me.  So, so happy.

Tomorrow evening Beau is going to a birthday party which means date night for us. It’s about time.

Happy weekend!