Today is Day One of my Blogging Life! I'm a wee bit scared, a little nervous, really excited and unbelievably impressed!
Here stands Susan Elizabeth, 64 years old, retired, married, a mother, sister, aunt, mother-in-law, sister-in-law, friend, neighbor and best of all, a NANA! My most favorite role in the world!
I've wanted to begin this blog for ever so long but never made the time...until today. Now here it is, time for bed, can barely keep my eyes open and I haven't finished my blog! Dang!
So, I'll finish this tomorrow, I guess. Feeling kind of funky, now, anyway. Crap.
Hello! So I'm picking this up where I left off back in March. OMHeck. (I just discovered OMHeck and I love it and I stole it!). It's the end of August, now, Summer is on the wane, I've been sitting on my rear puttering around on FB since about 9:30 am and even though my DH is sick with the horrid cold our sweet granddaughter shared with us, I can tell he's concerned at my lack of inactivity for the day. I, on the other hand, don't feel even a little bit guilty. I love my iPad and I love Facebook and I love my friends and my virtual life. Besides, I found some awesome quotes, heard from two friends that were either ill or in harms way because of the wildfire and the bonus was finding some great healthy, easy recipes! "Can't Wait To Try!"
I've successfully managed to avoid all negative self-talk today, even eliminating rolling my eyes at myself. Yesterday was an absolutely horrid day for beating myself up emotionally, turning every single negative thing into "my fault". WTH?? A good sleep helped and I'll try to get another one tonight. Sleep (or lack of) is so often at the root of my bad days. You'd think I'd remember these things.
I sat outside on the swing for a while this afternoon, enjoying the peace and quiet and wind in the trees. The little bit of rain we had, though feeling ample at the time, really didn't even raise the creek. The leaves are beginning to fall from the trees, slowly to be sure, but falling nonetheless. I love seeing them float so gently down the creek. We had a doe and Shorthorn in the yard this morning and then this evening they were back with Mama and the Fawn coming behind on the trail and another deer further back, perhaps the other yearling buck. I went out on the porch to get some pics of the fawn but they all turned around and went behind the garage! Oh, well!
Our neighbor called this morning to report that they have a dead doe on their property though she could not determine what the cause of death was. She said the body was intact and didn't appear to have any damage on it. This is surely a downside to living where we do; we love seeing the deer and getting to know them as they come through over the years but it's always heartbreaking when one gets hit by a car or shot by an idiot hunter.
So, I'll post this at last and look forward to sharing many more. Journaling is supposed to be therapeutic and I'm looking forward to these benefits.
Good night and God bless.
