Friday Random

-Nothing is cuter than a sleeping Sammy. Unless that sleeping Sammy is flinging his arm over my face and pushing me out of MY bed. Then, not so cute.

-I really need to feel more sympathy when it's Isaac's side of the bed he climbs into...but sympathy somehow gets lost in that big 'ole bed! I'm such a bad wife...

-I'm so weary listening to things about the economy. Very, very weary. I wonder if the media wouldn't talk about it for a month what would happen. (and I'm not one that whole-heartedly believes in the mystical power of the media!)

-I want to take a pottery class. It's something that I could never fit into my schedule in college and the desire has never left...

-I actually LIKE Ramen.

-I heard some disappointing things about my department at the University I attended. I understand the whys, but the news overall was still upsetting.

-No Doubt is coming in concert. Wrong that I really, really want to go? (Ooh, Sharon - Paramore is opening for them. How much would James love that?!)

-I think I may actually be over American Idol. It feels...liberating.

-I bought U2's album this week ($3.99 Amazon digital download...how crappy can it be? Oh, wait...). I firmly blame the economy for making me do it. (hee! joke, joke, joke...)

-Ring of the week:

Simple. Flat. Easy to wear. Called tattoo. What I wear when I need something not silver. From here. Again.

-Song of the week:

(things can only get better, howard jones)
1) because I really want to believe it, 2) I was randomly thinking this week that I saw him live 3 times in about a 3 year period. So weird. 3) Check out the hair. That's the best part!

I SWEAR There Was A Bump...

Let's talk deep, hidden from the world, dark, never spoken fears. Sound fun? Mine: that my house will catch on fire in the middle of the night and I won't have time to grab clothes, thus, rendering me nearly nakies (a Sammy term, of course) in the middle of the street in front of my neighbors (who, I assume, are awake from all the racket). I've tried jammies, really I have. I just can't do it. What's a girl with irrational fears to do? (though I'm not sure this one is really IRRATIONAL, ya know?)

Speaking of fears. I'm not sure where this will lead in the next 15 years...

This shows all of Sammy's current joys. Jumping into a pile of blankets, trying to crack us up by naming everything bob and being very bossy...

Every Little Thing

It's amazing how those little bumps in the road can really mess you up. Luckily, for me, the most recent one was just a 24 hour stomach flu (other than the post run-over feeling, I'm much better...Monday was rough, though!). But of course, that 24 hours turned into recovery time and then forced a couple of cancellations of things I really wanted to do. Nothing big nor difficult to reschedule or postpone; easily taken care of, but bumps nonetheless and a little disappointing.

Couple that with reading about the economy and I started thinking of how often I let little bumps in the road majorly derail me. Isaac and I have built up a pretty simple life by design. We saved and budgeted all while in San Diego to have a nice reserve to live on should business not pick up this first year. Luckily, we haven't really touched it. We're very grateful for that. However, as the economy worsens, we are looking around to shore up our safeguards to help us weather the storm. Our food supply - good, but definitely needs to be better. I'm working on it. Savings - good, can get us through several months of no income, should that happen. Debt? None except the house (which is something that we purposely chose small and well within budget). Insurance - of every kind. Check. Living in a diverse place - got it. All of this has made it so I am mostly calm. Which, for me, is unusual in any sort of potential crisis. I'm taking that as a good sign; that we'll make it through somehow.

However, I wonder why I'm not as good for any sort of personal / emotional / spiritual bump in the road. Is it simply that I don't have that tangible checklist for those bumps? Or do I and I'm better at ignoring them? Why are these bumps the ones that get me so off balance I'm flailing about, trying to find footing? Sometimes I wish bumps were all physical or tangible - it might make them easier to deal with.

I don't think I've had a lot of trials in life. Sure, I had my divorce, but I just dealt and have never really thought of that as a trial. Isaac and I have worked hard and tried to do our part in smart decision making to minimize physical / hardship trials. We know they can still come, but we are trying to engineer our life to weather them the best we can. I need to learn from that aspect of life and shore up my emotional life a little better. I just wish it were easier.

It's March!

March. March. I love March. January and February are over. The promise of spring is here. You feel like bursting into song, hauling out the sandals, serving salads for dinner. The hope of the good life just around the corner.

And then you catch a glimpse of the weather on the news and realize that nothing's changed. It's still in the 30s. Sigh. I don't know why I hope that with the turning of the calendar that things would magically change! I can, however, see grass in the backyard now. That HAS to count for something. Right?

(**in all fairness, it IS in the 50s today and we have windows open, airing out the house before the next snowstorm blows in thursday and stays most of the weekend...)