Mood:
Topic: life is good
There are two good reasons I haven't blogged much lately: 1. I have no time to write. While it doesn't take me long to type an entry once the thought is formed, who has time to think? 2. My material is getting pretty fluffy. I attribute this to a ridiculously full life and a sense of contentment that, quite frankly, makes for unmemorable writing. Let's face it: Dark material makes good writing. But who wants to read another person's version of happy? Puke.
Recently I turned 35. My thirties have been glorious, Dear Readers. My blessings are sickeningly abundant. (See? Puke.) So to be SMACK in the middle of them has left me almost giddy. I'm not just mid-life, I'm amid life! Squarely in the middle between a dreamy, imperfect past that has led me to this precise precipice (say that nine times fast!) that looks out on a sunny future. Barring any unforeseen, out-of-control circumstances, I'm looking at a pretty damned good life.
Are there road bumps ahead? Certainly. Which is exactly why the view from the top of the hill right now - the one with the green grass and roses in bloom - needs appreciating.
Because come Thursday, school is over and my kids are home for the summer. And we all know what that means: Better writing material. ![]()
(P.S. This is also our 13th wedding anniversary today. While the symbolism wasn't planned, I can honestly say that for our 13th anniversary I gave my husband a blender. I know. He loved it.)