Outside my window . . . green is everywhere, decorated with buds ready to bloom and spring colour.
I am thinking . . . I might try driving for the first time in a week and hope my neck can handle it. I'm ready to get things done.
I am thankful for . . . weekend morning movies. Kai loves the treat and I love the me time. I like the feel of everyone being in one place, but each in our own worlds.
From the kitchen . . . a lemon meringue pie waiting to be made, my first attempt.
I am wearing . . . jeans, a long-sleeved tshirt under a short sleeved, flowy, knit sweater, and of course, my slippers.
I am creating . . . scrapbook pages that have been awaiting completion for quite some time.
I am going . . . to the grocery store to get prepared for our weekly menu, to Ikea for supplies for an art-hanging line for my office, and to Costco to pick up pictures for Project Life.
I am reading . . . Ali Edwards Life Artist.
I am hoping . . . that I remember to do a Mother's Day project with my class.
I am hearing . . . the final music to Cars 2.
Around the house . . . lots of shoes, and an unusual amount of quiet.
One of my favourite things . . . a nice cup of Earl Grey tea in a pretty mug.
A few plans for the rest of the week . . . Carolyn is coming for dinner on Monday night, three chiro appointments and Tuesday at home with my munchkin.
Welcome!
Every night I go to bed, I have thoughts swirling in my head. Things to do. Scrapbook pages I want to create. Gifts I want to make. Skills I want to learn. And, of course, daily happenings that I don't want to forget, but invariably will by tomorrow morning, only to pop up in a random thought weeks down the road. So, here I am. I may use this blog daily to empty my head and heart before cuddling up in my duvet, or as it may be, I may write in it once a month. Who knows. It is for me, but perhaps something I write or learn may spark a fire in someone else. Perhaps it may quiet a mind or make you feel like you are not alone out there. It is for me. But perhaps it is for you.