scared puppy

scared puppy, a photo by Digital Heather on Flickr.

It's raining and thundering so there's a scared puppy under my desk.

Summertime Goals

ants & teamwork, a photo by Digital Heather on Flickr.

My right eyelid has begun twitching again. it started back in late 2010 when I was stressed at work. Getting it now makes no sense. I have no stress. I'm getting plenty of sleep. I'm eating healthy. I'm taking my medicines daily. I have to force myself to not stress over why it's happening, haha!

Easter and Passover went well. I can't believe it's almost summer. In blogs from previous years, I'd always have a working list of goals for any given season. For example, making a beautiful gingerbread house was on my list of winter goals and it never happened.

So, here we go. Summertime Goals, 2012 edition.

X buy some cute retro jogging shorts (extra points for contrasting-colored trim)

X trip to sequoia national park

X get or be pregnant by then

X trip to monument valley

X lots of swimming in new pool

X at least one get-together with friends we rarely see

X make homemade popsicles

X make homemade icecream

X cut all of my hair off, if I haven't already

X get some great lightning photos for the first time in 7+ years

a relaxing drive

new car, a photo by Digital Heather on Flickr.

So we got a new car. Not exactly what we were planning to do. Our Camry was having some issues and the trade-in just happened to work out for us. It's quite nice. We took it for a relaxing drive to check out the wildflowers blooming now.

exactly this

my husband & I on our honeymoon, a photo by Digital Heather on Flickr.

Disney was great. I never want to leave. Waking up the morning you have to leave is always the worst. Well, at least for me. Honeymoon was great. You can read about it here: A Disneyland Honeymoon. I hate to say it, but I hope that this was our last trip to Disney for awhile. I hope to return in a few years with a baby archaeologist or rockband or both (baby name foreshadowing).

My freelance writing is actually taking off and I sit here sometimes wondering how it even happened and in disbelief that I can make money doing exactly this. That people will read what I have to say. I never have short stories or concise thoughts. I always begrudgingly hide my journalism degree when I come across it.

If you told me blank ago that I'd be blanking, I would have said you were crazy. I fill in those blanks a lot lately. About everything. I still can't believe I'm married or that we have our own home or that I'm finally doing something that closely resembles what I went to college for and that the prospect of making money has nothing to do with managing whiny teenagers for 50+ hrs a week. Have I mentioned that no longer working for giant-video-game-chain is awesome? Yes, I have.

Oh well. I'll say it summore. I also can't believe that these days, my bad days are only a few a week and of course during my lady times. My blood has been stable. I can feel my endometriosis progressing again and the permanent damage from my pulmonary embolism is more annoying than painful. But being active and actively trying to make a baby wasn't something I could even think of when I was bed-ridden last year.

Crazy stuff. Crazy awesome.