Thursday, December 16, 2010

Scattered, but still here

Every now and then, I run out of words. I don't know how this happens, or why. It's as if I've completely forgotten how to write, how to string a sentence together or even, how to spell. I'm amazed at the people who crank out a poem or a thoughtful post almost everyday. I lurk in the shadows, silent, and read.

But I know the longer I go without writing here, the more foreign it becomes. My thoughts are scattered, though, and so is this post.

Remember when I mentioned Panting with a Twist? I had a great time and this is the result.

See the sweet girl on the left? That's my daughter, Stevey. She just turned 18. Eighteen. 10 + 8. Two years less than 20. She's going to college in eight months. I have so many mixed emotions about that, I can't even begin to write about them yet.


This guy is one of my most favorite people on the planet, my grandson, little Brian. We had a scare a couple of weeks ago when he was pretty sick with Kawasaki Disease. He was in the hospital for four days. He's fine now. Great, actually. I have amazing friends and family who prayed for him. In this photo, we're at Barnes and Nobles. We go there often and he asks me to buy him every book in the children's section. It's hard to resist that little face, people. He rarely leaves empty handed.

My three favorite girls, daughters Stevey and Sara, on the left and right, and granddaughter, Makaila in the center. This was two nights ago at Makaila's first Christmas program. She was in the center of the stage, dancing up a storm to "Happy Birthday, Jesus". Not really a dance song, but she made it her own. We all had to fight back the tears. She was beautiful.

Let's see...what else? I'm still riding my bike every Saturday. I'm getting stronger, lasting longer before I keel over and pass out. This coming Saturday should be challenging because it's supposed to be wicked cold.

Christmas is in 8 days. I haven't bought one thing yet. I planned on getting it all done the week after Thanksgiving but life got in the way. I think I self-sabotage early Christmas shopping every year because I secretly like the hustle and bustle of last minute shopping. Or maybe I'm just a procrastinator. Which I am.

And now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to watch Polar Express for the umpteenth time with B. He loves that movie, and so do I.

Merry Christmas!

3 comments:

Diahn said...

Oh, Yay! Hi! Woo Hoo!

Ahem. Excuse me. I've missed you just a teensy bit...

Great pics - I can't believe how grown up Stevey and Sara look - they are beautiful girls.

Brian is absolutely ADORABLE in his hat and scarf. I'd have to buy him every book in the darn place.

And Mikayla...center stage...THAT's not a bit surprising! That girl was born for center stage!

Merry Merry Merry Christmas!

Linda said...

So glad to hear that little Brian is doing so well! What a relief...I truly can't imagine how you held it together.

And, what a gorgeous family you have! Just beautiful!

Looks like you've been holding out on us ... Did we know you could paint????? Love it!

Brian Miller said...

nice your painting turned out great...my muse has been crushing lately...i can pull off little vinettes but my longer stuff is suffering...