Grads, MoonDoggie, and Coffee

So far it's a two cup- coffee- post.  Rarely do I make it to three cups and not feel like I've reverted back to before one. In other words, it stops working. 

What a year, what a new outlook, what a lot a head of me, and I'm trying to do that one day at a time.  

 I say this because last year at this time I was preparing for my knee surgery and my life had taken a backseat to existing..  My closets and ceiling fans are reappearing. I feel like a tulip.  LOL

  I don't want to be living in the future when I'm standing in today.  Since we are not promised tomorrow only today, that's what I TRY to do.  I'm only human.

I know time's passing, some of the little ones of "yesterday" have graduated.  UGH and Congratulations to them

One in particular, Cierra, my old baking buddy.(on the right, my daughter on the left).I say Congrats to her and Best Wishes to her future.

  So hard to believe.  One minute they were coloring, bouncing in the germ infested balls at McDonald's, the next minute they are cramming for finals and grabbing their diplomas.  Amazing.  I know how vitamins work, I see how proteins stretch our imaginations.  

Summertime, and the livin is easy...

or is it? 

 We have a list of things to worry about, if we so choose such as; water, sharks and jelly fish, hurricanes, serious sunburn if we don't apply our SPF 50. There's a list a mile long of reasons not to step outside your abode, especially here in Florida,  if you want to stop having fun and  DON"T watch the summer classic Jaws, you'll never step foot in the water again, and especially if you're beach is  New Smyrna Beach, shark capital. 

But, that's not the case here, I'm sticking my toe in the sand and the water while looking like a white beach bunny slathered in sunscreen and enjoying living this year.  Life took a back seat for the last few and it's not happen-in again.  It's time to call the Gidget's and Moon Doggie's and head for the beach.

Surfs up sharks and all.

Have a Safe and Happy Summer

An Unsteady Stream

Words should flow like a gently moving stream of water on it's way to it's entrusted destination. Sometimes the flow is stopped by rocks and twigs but the end result is still the same. Pushing forward, the way focused, the difference is paying attention, but I'm beginning to see environment and other criteria hampers the flow... I need a change of scenery, refresh the mind invigorate the spirit then the words should pour out of me revealing a variety of perspectives. Ripples along the way are necessary I'll be right where my little gray cells take me, in the meantime I'm on vacation in a writers purgatory, I don't like it one bit.

The old addage says, "and this too shall pass."

Let's hope so.