Maybe I’m a glutton for punishment, but one of my all-time favorite pastimes is trying to bodysurf the waves on the beach in Mexico. I can’t simply “lay out” like a grown up and just enjoy the sun and the sound of the rolling waves. I have to get in there! It started when I was about nine years old, my parents bought a week at a timeshare on the beach and that became our summer vacation every year. We would get out there, right where the waves would crest and tread water. We’d laugh and scream for hours, excitedly awaiting the arrival of “The Big Kahuna” so we could catch it and ride it in. Sometimes we would catch in with the great pride of accomplishment, but most times, we’d just get washed up on the shore, with only half our swimsuits, hair tangled all over our faces and …
“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!” I’ve always loved this quote by Hunter Thomspon.
And oh, how I still do.
But this year, after rounding the curve of forty, while building a business and a house, while both kids are entering the puberty years, it sort of feels like the “thoroughly used up and worn out” part came earlier than the skidding in broadside in a cloud of smoke with a joy ride proclamation!
My friend Wendi gathers this lovely group of women once a quarter, with the sole purpose of supporting, connecting and inspiring one another. It’s the AC3 group and if you’ve been around here long, you’ve met them before. We met last Thursday …
This was my Christmas morning view last year. Boys who came running down the stairs in delight to see if Santa came and begin rummaging around under the tree, on the table (I know, that’s a whole other story). They were so excited and full of joy.
I barely remember it.
Thankfully, I took pictures. I was so tired. We were in the thick of our new house project with deadlines and all the rest. We stayed up to the wee hours wrapping all the gifts and the kids woke up at the crack of dawn. I remember that I was barely functioning. I needed so. much. caffeine. that day.
Christmas day came and went in the flurry of all the things and the pace of life just kept charging full speed ahead.
This past year was chock full – of not only all the house activities, but record growth with HeartStories, which brought …
Yesterday, we got a handful of “sneak peek” images back from Vanessa Corral of last weeks Holiday Ready GNO. I love seeing the first images that come through as it takes me back to the moments we shared together. It often highlights some of the special small moments I missed or wasn’t a part of.
This is one of my very favs.
I love it for so many reasons. I love the two women in it, Laura and Libba. I love that I know a little bit about their stories over the past year (because they both so courageously shared them with the group that night). Because of that, I love that they are resting, full-on, into a moment of meditation led by Karen Langley, our resident massage therapist and self care expert. I love the memory of seeing (almost) everyone in the room that night quiet, peaceful and breathing.
That’s not a …
This is my girl, Hartley. You can find her sitting right in this spot several times a week.
But this is not my house.
One of the most unexpected things about the move is that she now has friends of her own and she’s not afraid to make a run for their house at any moment. She’s never been a “runner”. She’s always been the dog you could take on a long walk without a leash and she would stay right by your side. But not anymore. She has friends now.
And by all means, she intends to see them.
This wouldn’t be such a big deal except that her friend’s parents have glass front doors. So every time she pays them a visit, it’s a dog rally at the front door. It doesn’t matter if it’s 6 AM or 8 PM, ALL the wagging of tails and barking makes it pretty impossible to …
This precious “baby” boy of mine celebrated a big birthday on Saturday. His one birthday gift request? This enormous board game he’s been eyeing at the hobby shop, “Axis & Allies” (circa 1981), which depicts WWII on a grand scale. It comes complete with a world map board, infantry, armor, fighters, bombers, battleships, aircraft carriers, submarines, troop transports, anti-air guns, and factories. As a family, we made the trip, and the investment, in this giant game about war, to celebrate our boy who is fascinated by the stories of history.
The night we brought it home, it took over an hour just to set up the first two teams in all their proper locations, according to the instructions.
Being the history buff, that I am not, during the subsequent re-setup, when I started feeling a bit overwhelmed by the intensity, I decided to go rogue. I couldn’t handle all the strategy and the …