I once read that there are over a 100 different shades of green one can find in a single view of the Irish countryside…
I believe that estimate is likely far below the reality…
But from that moment on I longed to make the journey across the sea…
A journey that I have still yet to make.

But before I can ever see that Emerald Isle,
The island that has always seem to call me home…
I must cross the ocean.

And if Ireland has over 100 shades of green…
The ocean has over a 1000 shades of blue
And 1000 more for each one of those thousand.

So, for all the beckoning of that ancient shore…
Nothing compares with Her…
She with the frilly white petticoats, relentless in her forever teasing of the craggy cliffsides…
As if to say,
“There’s no such thing as falling…”

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Everything about you is especially fine.
I love what you are, I love what you do…
Oooooo, I love you!”

And a very Happy Valentine’s Day to all of you!

lyrics: Sandra Boynton

It’s feeling a bit mad out there…
And I hope the underlying current of hope stays hopeful…
Otherwise we may have to resort to drastic measures…
But I’ve got lots of nails and staples and such sorts of things…

; )

This is for all my star girls who sit outside wishing for their wings at night…

And anyone who’s ever fell in love with a blue-eyed boy.

Birthday Party Checklist:

þ Hello Kitty Cake (with butterflies)
þ Hello Kitty Balloons
þ Hello Kitty Streamers
þ Hello Kitty Plates
þ Hello Kitty Napkins
þ Hello Kitty Cups
þ Hello Kitty “Happy Birthday” Banner
þ Hello Kitty Tablecloth
þ Hello Kitty Wrapping Paper
þ Wrap Presents
þ Charge Camera Battery
þ Put Battery Back in Camera

I think we’re all set.

Now we just need the all clear from the doctor that we don’t have strep throat (again).  Thank goodness for the 9-12 Saturday morning clinic.  Worst case scenario it’ll have to be a small party but Nana and Poppy are already here so it’ll be fun no matter what!

Only took her over two hours to get to sleep tonight.  You’d think it was Christmas or something.. :)

¨ Sleep for Mommy
¨ Color Mommy’s hair
¨ Doctor Appointment

Who wants to bet I only get two out of those three done tomorrow?
 
P.S.  Couldn’t find that happy little tune above in English but had to share…

i can fly
but i want her wings
i can shine even in the darkness
but i crave the light that she brings
revel in the songs that she sings…

lyrical adaptation of “gabriel” by lamb

pics of me having fun in the dark with my camera – trying on ideas.

…quite a lot actually, though just one song mostly.
One song.
One chord progression.
I play it over and over…as if this time, this verse may hold the answer.

And I forget to spin the stars…

Could I be…
The girl who sings and spins stars and paints dreams…
?

I’ve been being mindful of my thoughts lately.  Trying to think more positively and such…(new therapist’s suggestion).  Sometimes I’ll find myself dwelling on what I’m missing rather than what I have.  When I catch myself doing this I think of the things I’m thankful for and will even make the occasional list to remind myself.

Other times I find myself dwelling on past events , some of which aren’t all that far in the past just yet (today it happened in the grocery store of all places), and I get to feeling really down.  When that happens I do something different.  I think about my favorite things…which is a bit different than just things to be thankful for.

And for some reason, it seems less revealing to share my favorite things than it does to reveal the things that I’m thankful for.  Weirdness, I know – but here are a few of my favorite things:

• Brightly coloured collections, like looking at pottery or paintchips or brightly coloured vases (scrapbook paper is wonderful that way too…).
• Playing “bike horn” in echoey places with my little girl (this usually occurs in public bathrooms (yes, that was us (hehe))).
• Good wine (I collect the corks too).
• The smell of harness leather (or anything equine).
• Clothespins (especially ones with faces like alligators drawn on them) and the things you hang up with them like: freshly laundred sheets or paintings strung across a window (okay, I might be the only person that does that).
• Kittens and most all baby animals.
• Argentine Tango.
• Chasing dew drops (literal and figurative).
• Seeing beautiful skies.
• Walking on beaches.
• Just “being” with friends who get how to “be”.
• Singing “Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral” to my little girl every night.

And yes…I love brown paper packages tied up with strings (the best things come that way you know).