It's just a lazy Saturday

Mmm...sunlight streaming in through the bedroom window. Blue skies, warm weather. And absolutely no schedule. I love lazy days! Do something fun, or nothing at all days. Get dressed or don't days. Haven't a care, take it easy days. And this day is definitely one of those! So far this lovely Spring day I've lingered in bed, had a delightful conversation with a friend, opened all the windows, enjoyed the smell of fresh cut grass, shopped online for beads, placed my stamp club order, had some juice, and made plans to see the two cutest boys ever! All without getting out of my jammies. What's next? Who knows? But it'll be whatever I want it to be. Ah, the sheer joy and anticipation of an unwritten story! Maybe I'll go rock out to my iPod playlist in the shower, get some breakfast and crop with a friend...yeah, that sounds nice. Wonder if I can stretch this lazy day into the next one? Don't know, but I think the Sunday NY Times, a bagel, juice and some fresh air would be a good start. Enjoy your weekend!

California Dreamin'

Okay, so it's a cheesy title. But the last few days I've been longing to be there. I hate planes, but I might have to get on one. After all, I have some pretty fabulous memories of a perfect day at the beach and trees that take my breath away. And I still smile so wide it hurts when I think about ZinZanni. Then again, Georgia is great too. Scrapbook stores and small town main street shops. Maybe I don't have to get on a plane, I could just get into a car. Or, come to think of it, Alabama is nice place. Especially Tuscaloosa. College town with really good salad rolls and a serious addiction to Football. Maybe I don't even have to get into a car? Maybe, just maybe - somebody else could get on a plane and then into a car? You hear me B? I miss my BFF! Come home and listen to Green Day with me!

a poem...

It has been a day of sadness and reflection. I've been thinking about relationships today...some you're born with, some you marry into. Some are simply the result of fortunate circumstances, some you openly choose. Some are casual, some as necessary as air. Some are constant, while others not so. All though, are a part of your circle. They are the links that hold you steady when the earth moves tumultuously beneath you. They are the people that share and expand your joy and divide and diminish your sorrows.

So to all who are a part of my circle; no matter how we are separated by time or distance, as always, I am holding you in my heart.

i carry your heart with me

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart) i am never without it(anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) i fear no fate(for you are my fate, my sweet) i want no world(for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart) ee cummings