Tuesday, July 31, 2007

A Gift.

This is an e-mail that I recently received from one of my kiddos parents. All I have to say is...WOW!


Hello. Hope you are having a fun summer, and your keeping cool. We are having a sorta boring summer, I wish we would have went on vacation. Logan has been working on math and reading alot lately. I'm trying not to overload him, but he always seems to feel that way.

I heard a rumor that you weren't going to be returning to Hillcrest this year, and let me tell you how sad we all are. Brian and I want to let you know how much we appreciate you and everything that you have done for Logan. We do believe that you have made such a difference in his life and we love you for that. I'm actually sitting here crying Amanda, what a baby huh. I'm always so scared for Logan and you made us feel so safe. Thank you for all that you have done and been for Logan...your the greatest!

Amanda, we would like to stay in contact with you. I want Logan to be able to talk, see, and write to you if you don't mind. Call us and let us know how your doing.

Take care-

The Martins

Well, Hello There.

Kurt Vonnegut: Like so many Americans, she was trying to construct a life that made sense from things she found in gift shops.

Monday, July 30, 2007


The Summer Day

Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean-
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?

Mary Oliver

Wednesday, July 25, 2007


Eyes closed, wishes travel to the tip of my hair, where the wind carries them to heaven.
I wish
I wish
I wish

to be

with him.

Monday, July 23, 2007

Emotional State.

My Emotional State -
I think I let myself get offended way to easily.
I worry entirely too much.
I need to be better about just shrugging things off and moving on.
I admit I have wasted to much of my time being upset over stupid things or things that don't matter much.
I need to focus on the good and not be so quick to embrace the negative


Love it....


Todd Henry : Art - and life - is about improvisation, discovery and awe. It is about leaning over the edge and staring deep into the abyss. It's about staring into our own inadequacies and, just as we think we might come up short, finding the answer that we need was there all the time. As we create we not only reveal Reality, we reveal ourselves.

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

In Due Time.

Slow, relax your mind, nice and slow, take it easy. Unwind, calm down, let go, loosen up, put your feet up, chill out, have a break. I’m not in a hurry, no rush.
You know I was not looking for love. In recent weeks, I've met this wonderful guy and well I fell into the trap. The trap of I am totally{in like} with you babes. Well no, I guess I jumped. A trap that was like you make me wanna la la…..anyways. Now I’m looking to find myself in…him.

I’m getting myself together and I aim to please. Pushing past real good and into ecstasy. For the rest of my life I want to look at him and feel my heart race and be lost in his eyes. I want to tell him things I would have never told a soul. I was not looking and now look what I found. From the start I have felt comfortable. I wanna be wherever he is. If you think this is as good as it gets, I swear you haven’t seen nothing yet. Everything that we do is worth repeating. I can’t deny how you’ve got me feeling inside.

I just wanna get to know you.

Bibbity Bobbity Boo.

Most of us miss out on life's big prizes.
The Pulitzer.
The Nobel.
But we're all eligible for life's small pleasures.
A pat on the back.
A kiss behind the ear.
A four-pound bass.
A full moon.
An empty parking space.
A cracking fire.
A great meal.
A glorious sunset.
Hot soup.
Cold beer.
Don't fret about copping life's grand awards.
Enjoy its tiny delights. There are plenty for all of us.

Storm Jameson: Happiness comes of the capacity to feel deeply, to enjoy simply, to think freely, to risk life, to be needed.

Sunday, July 08, 2007


Life is really a wonderful thing sometimes. I'm striving to make that my reality all the time- regardless of the day, season or trials that come my way.
Happy Sunday to you. Because somewhere in your life there is happiness to be had.

It's not a word. It's not a feeling. It is all-consuming and it is unchanging."Love never gives up. Love never lets down.
Love keeps on trying, through smiles or frowns.
Love never gives up, even when it gets it tough...
True love just never gives up."

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Enough Said.

Lily Belle.

Monday, July 02, 2007


Speaking of phones, iPhone is officially available. Will I be getting one? You'd think yes, yes? The answer is no. Why? Because the facts are what they are: I don't need one.

Sunday, July 01, 2007