... i have no motivation, and so i shall blog.
tomorrow i'm going to see andrew bird, preceded by sushi with a really sweet co-worker and her hubby, and my hubby, of course. (of course!) mr. bird played last night in seattle. a friend of a friend attended and the rants and raves have been passed along. i cannot wait... but i'll do my best. i can't wait for the whistle, the glockenspiel, the voice... THE VOICE!!!
in about 7 weeks i'll be witness to a home birth. just thinking about it makes me feel fuzzy. i feel so lucky to have been invited to share such a private and vulnerable event, this whole "new life" thing. i'll be there with a hand available to squeeze til it's numb, i'll be on camera duty, i'll be a support to welcome my dear friend's new little one into this world. i can't wait. living vicariously? maybe just a tiny bit.
skipping kickball this year and proud of it. the obligation factor simply kills the fun.
looking forward to stitching with one of my favorite people tonight.
still getting better and better, less my abilities to meditate effectively. oh well. i'm still working on that, and in the meantime the cocktail + improved attitude is providing amazing results.
and, yeah.. that's pretty much it. oh! i found keekee, yet again! WHAT UP, YO?!
hearts, y'all.
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I'm so glad that things are going so well and that there are adventures in your future.
You rock, lady.
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