i want to...

i want to sail away on a crisp little paper boat, through the lush, green forest all the way to where the wild things are...

i want to make friends with the spider who resides in these silvery strands and i want to sit with her over a cup of fine tea and listen to her deepest heart dreams...

i want to wander in a field of the brightest yellow sunflowers on earth and pick one that will become a sunshine light for my bedroom...

i want to pick up a seashell with mystical spirally patterns and the palest pink pearl inside.  i want to hold it up to my ear and hear the waves of the ocean whispering secrets that are just for me...

i want to find a magical feather of the deepest azure blue that will allow me to soar over all of my troubles, just for a few moments...

i want to walk barefoot on a path of velvety pink flower petals and feel the softness leading me all the way home...

a prom and a recital (for grandma)...

grandma pointed out recently that i've been a bit remiss in showing all of the important grandchildren pictures.  i had Cassidy's prom pictures up in a timely manner, but i forgot about the twins.  isn't that always the case with middle children...  the twins had a prom as well or more of a "goodbye and good riddance to middle school" dance.  Erica was asked to go by several young men, but she decided it would be more fun to go solo.  good for her!    

my favorite part was that she also wore her Converse hi-tops with her pretty dress.  i've always wanted to do that!  she really grows more lovely each day...    

Liam is an unusually cool dude.  check out the bow tie and the black dress shirt.  and all that crazy hair.  it really makes the girls swoon.  go figure.

how on earth did he end up with this supermodel for his date??!!??...  was it the hair?

oh, and i thought i better include Jacob in this post as well.  six years of violin.  four whole books of songs.  all memorized.  when they finish a book, they are invited to a special recital at a local college where they get to play a solo of their choice.  i should have taken more pictures - the recital hall is just gorgeous and so fancy with velvet chairs and crystal chandeliers and that big grand piano.  he played Humoresque by Dvorak.  it's a really, really long song and one i love and he performed it beautifully.

so there you go grandma, you are now updated.  

glitter, paper, paint...

last night i had a dream about glitter.  i'm not a dream expert.  i don't know what it means.  all i know is that i couldn't stop thinking about glitter this morning.  all sparkly and silvery and messy.  so i dug deep into my supply closet to find my trusty bottle of glitter.  and then i played with glitter and paper and paint.  all day long.

uncreativeness...

the past few weeks have been filled with a lot of uncreativeness.  mostly, it's been all about baseball and groceries.  and groceries and baseball.  and groceries.  the kids are all home on their summer break and food has been flying off of my shelves and out of my refrigerator like...well, like...you know when there is going to be a big storm of some sort and people go crazy buying up all the milk and bread and batteries they can find?  like that.  teens.  eat.  alot.

baseball seemed exceptionally long this year and quite intense, i thought, for 12 year olds.  the season started off with a bang on St. Patrick's Day when my little guy got his front tooth knocked out.  it landed right in the dirt and my husband scooped it up, wrapped it in a damp towelette and wisked him off to the ER where they jammed it back into his head, gave him some painkillers and sent him home.  a couple of weeks of milkshakes and two root canals later, it's still in there.  and i'm proud of him for still wanting to play after that experience.  and it was weeks and weeks of practices and games and then the playoffs and then his team made it to the finals.  it took three tries to get that final game in, with lightening and torrential downpours and that sort of thing.  and even though they lost that final game by one little bitty point, my son seemed happy to be free to enjoy the summer.

so, not much time for creativity.  i feel like i've been working on the same projects for weeks without much progress.  probably because i have.  so, i really don't have much to show you.  however, i did manage to scribble in my journal a few times.  mostly snippets of poetry that i found to be uplifting.  and that always, always makes me feel better.  and makes for pretty pictures too!  and now that the summer routine is settling in, i'm hoping to get back to my creativeness and finish up some of these projects.  but, then again, it is a really nice day.  i might need to get outside for some sunshine...

luck...

Luck is believing you're lucky.

-Tennessee Williams-

what are you waiting for...

do you ever find yourself waiting?  waiting for the perfect moment.  waiting until you have enough time.  waiting for certain things to fall into place.  waiting for the stars to align.

i was looking through an old journal the other day and it fell open to this page.  something i wrote a while back.  i like to leave myself notes to find later.  in case i forget.  and they always seem to pop up when i need them most.  a reminder.  to  stop waiting.  to begin.  even if the moment does not seem perfect.  even if there is not enough time.  even if i don't have all of the pieces in place.  even if all of the stars in heaven are not aligned.  just begin.  and trust.  trust in myself.  trust that it will work out exactly the way it was meant to.  eventually.

so, off i go.  i've got to dust off my table and get started...