Friday, July 29, 2011
a little friday randomness.
1. About this time of year I start to get excited for fall and Halloween. I love fall and all the glorious colors and the crisp, cool, sunny days. And I love Halloween...love the kids dressed-up, love the spooky decorations, love the candy.
2. While flying to Denver and then back to Seattle I came to realize that I've developed this fear of flying as I've gotten older. I think it really started once I had a child, and realized just how precious life is. I especially don't like flying through clouds. It makes me feel claustrophobic (and being packed onto a steel tube with wings doesn't?...Makes no sense, I know.)
3. I wonder what happened to the bloggers who used to comment on my posts all the time, who I hardly ever hear from anymore. Did I offend? Is my blog too boring for them now? Are my photos just not good enough? I know, I know...I shouldn't worry about them. It probably has nothing to do with me. But being the hyper-sensitive person that I am, I think about these kinds of things far too much (like daily). I also wonder why some of the people who supposedly follow my blog never, ever comment.
4. Never, ever look at your blog stats. Ever. (But it's like a train wreck - I can't help but look on occasion.)
5. My mom drove down to Camas with us last Sunday, as I like to have company when I drive (it's the whole seizure disorder thing...) We took her to the train station Wednesday so she could head home, back up to Seattle. And even at 38 I still get a little teary-eyed and lonely when my parents leave after visiting.
6. I took the above photo weeks ago, as the sun was setting. That's our crazy, palm tree-like plant that sits by the window. It was an experiment in capturing lovely evening sunshine.
7. I've become a little obsessed with trying to capture sunlight in just the right way. I know what I want it to look like in my head. Just trying to capture it on "film" now.
8. I'm currently reading three books: The Hunger Games, The Wonder of Boys and The Ghost in the House.
Go on and click on the link to that last one. It's a subject that I am all too familiar with, and it's an interesting book so far. It will get it's very own blog post when I've finished and have composed my thoughts on the matter.
9. I feel bad and sad for my poor, cancer-ridden dog. And as a first time dog owner I wonder, how do you know when it's time? (I know if my husband is reading this post he will say, "What ARE you talking about??" Maggie really is his dog.) I just wonder if she is still enjoying her life, you know? Chemo every month, trip to the vet for blood work and some poking and prodding every month, prednisone every day, constantly thirsty and hungry from said prednisone, constantly having to pee. Sometimes at night after everyone has gone to bed and it's just Mags and me on the couch, I look at her and give her some love pats and just feel sad for her. (I'm a sentimental fool. I'm getting teary-eyed just writing this.)
10. I LOVE my blogging friends! You are all so kind. And I've really enjoyed emailing with a few of you!
Happy Friday, friends. Hope you have a wonderful weekend!