Yesterday while visiting with my nieces and nephew we had a "Spa Day" Each of the kids got their nails polished and a fake haircut by Aunt Fer-Fer (that's me yo!).
After I fininshed each 'client's' nails they each told me how much they liked them.
But M- exclaimed in her most adorable six-year-old voice
"Aunt Fer-Fer...THIS just SCREAMS ME!
I love, love, love it!"
I love, love, love you too little girl.
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Where have I been?
I have been asking myself the very same thing these few weeks.
I’m here.
I’m there.
But really, I’m not sure.
This shit is getting real.
2013 is a huge year for me. I am a college graduate. Like I’ve said before, I never thought I would actually finish college. I always dreamed of it, and made a few attempts, but this time it is real. It is real because of the amazing support I have had from family and friends through each step of the way.
From my husband who is a rock, supportive to the core, although he is worried/cautious about the loans we have taken to finance this adventure, more important to him is my happiness, and how this will benefit both of us in the near future.
My parents who just kept telling me “I knew you could do it.” “You are NOT too old” “We are so proud of you. My dad talking me off the ledge when I felt like I was in over my head, had I made the right decision, was I going to be accepted into the program; all of the could I? should I? and would I?’s of my brain. My mom who kept me focused on the prize, even when I was sure I had failed my first class, or even gotten below a B in anything, she was right…I got a B+.
My husband’s family who helped keet me motivated, donated to my textbook fund, and were there just for a hug when I needed one.
My three younger sisters who constantly supported my decision, encouraged, and were some of my biggest cheerleaders throughout this journey.
Countless friends. Oh man, my friends. I am lucky to have the people in my life that I do. I don’t have hundreds of friends, but the ones I do have are really more like family. I’m Aunt Jenn to their kids, we go on vacations together, they visit from far and wide, we talk, sometimes we don’t talk often enough… we drink coffee, we laugh out loud, we cry, but the support and encouragement from each of them has been a huge motivator for me.
I’ve never heard so many people tell me they are proud of me, and that I have inspired them to do something big, something different. WOW. You guys inspire ME!
To say I am humbled beyond belief from the support and kind words would be a huge understatement.
Thank you.
P.S. I promise to stop the graduation talk...for a bit, before you know it I won't be able to shut up about grad school!!!
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The other day I had to have a procedure done at the hospital, nothing big, but it required anesthesia so someone had to drive me there and back.
Enter my husband. Duh.
After the procedure in the PACU he was there and we were joking around after I woke up. When I'm nervous I talk EVEN MORE than I usually do, and M- of course was taking good care of me. While were talking to the nurse she said
Nurse: "Do you guys work together?"
We both looked at each other an laughed.
Me: "No, why?"
Nurse: "Oh, you just act like you are together 24-7."
Me: "Well, not 24-7 but a lot. Whys is that surprising?"
Nurse: "Oh, you guys are just having so much fun together, laughing and talking!"
Me: "Well, we ARE married. That must be it"
Nurse: laughing hysterically, "That usually means the exact opposite, you have no idea."
Kinda made M- and I feel good. We do have our moments, but most of those a good ones.
Thankful for my honey.
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M- took me on a date this weekend. I love that!
We went to the Smithsonian National Air and Space musem in Chantilly, Virginia. This is an extention of the Smithsonian A&S in D.C.
It is H-U-G-E! It is a giant hangar, full of airplanes and other flying machines...
There are no words that can describe the feeling of standing next to this plane. None.
Fun!!
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Come sit next to me.
Come sit next to me in bed.
Come sit next to me in bed at 7:45 p.m.
Come sit next to me in bed at 7:45 p.m. when I have to go to sleep for work.
Come sit next to me in bed at 7:45 p.m. when I have to go to sleep for work and not go back to your chair.
Come sit next to me in bed at 7:45 p.m. when I have to go to sleep for work and not go back to your chair to watch your favorite show.
Come sit next to me in bed at 7:45 p.m. when I have to go to sleep for work and not go back to your chair to watch your favorite show until I have fallen asleep.
L.O.V. E.
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To celebrate? A couple of my favorite posts from the past!
What a difference a few years makes, my voice as it is in real life really comes through soooo much better now! When I read entries now, I can actually tell it is ME who wrote them, me who is speaking. Not uncomfortable, nervous, unsure me, but really...ME.
A Day at Yellowstone National Park
Rally to restore sanity and/or fear '10
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1. Light up when I walk in the room.
Smile.
Kiss me on the cheek.
Giggle.
Tell everyone my name is Aunt Fer-Fer with a straight face.
2. Squeel when you see me.
Smile.
Kiss me a hundred times.
Hug my neck tight and growl.
Prance around in your red cowGIRL boots, like only a three year old can.
3. Laugh
giggle
worm and squirm
slobber all over the place
throw things on the floor repeatedly, just to see how many times I will pick them up. (2 times BTW, then they stay down.)
That was lunch today with my two nieces and nephew, delightful!
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Invite me (okay my class) to come to your studio
Share your time and the passion you have
Take us on a tour of a magical walk in the woods
Make us stop, think, and smile
Surprise us
Show us how you do it!
Thanks for a beautiful morning Dan!
Make sure you check Dan's work out, simply beautiful.
Dan Finnegan's Website
Dan Finnegan's Website
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Sometimes neighbors are delightful.
M- was cutting an Alianthis tree down the other evening. This tree was located smack-dab in the middle of our backyard and really just a nuisance. He trimmed the lower branches and then made his way up the trunk to remove the rest as well.
After all of the branches were off he chopped the third top of the tree off. It wasn't a very thick tree, but pretty tall so he was just using a hack saw. It took some time but, eventually that part of the trunk fell to the ground like a champ.
M- had started pretty late and it started to get darker and darker so he decided to leave the rest of the trunk for the next morning for safety's sake.
After a long nights rest we were preparing breakfast when all of a sudden we heard a loud ARGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRR! ARGGGGGGGRRRRRRRR! I looked outside and what did I see? My neighbor cutting the rest of the tree down with his chainsaw!
It was hilarious to look out the window and see him there just chopping it down like we had asked gin to help out. I guess he saw all of M-'s tree climbing and decided he could help out. While we looking and laughing, he looked up, waved, grabbed the trunk and walked off into his yard. That was the last of that tree.
Strange AND delightful.
--I'm excited to be replacing that tree with 2 Pear Trees, and a Japanese Maple. LOVE.
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Hi folks!
Know what delights me today?
Flowers on my porch.
Sure, later in the summer they will Annoy Me because they need watering and pruning but for now, they are delightful.
I'm getting ready to plant some seeds around the mailbox today. Wish me luck, things out of containers don't have the best of luck here! Wait! maybe I'll just get a conainer or two to put next to the mailbox.
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Have me step on a scale.
Let me see the read-out say I have lost 33 pounds.
I couldn't tell you exactly where they are...but I can tell you where they AREN'T!!
Not on me.
That's about 2 pounds a week.
I'm finally beginning to see a difference...
I've been feeling it for a while.
Go me.
Delightful.
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Today was delightful.
Sunny and breezy, 66.
Downtown walking.
Book reading.
Coffee drinking.
Friend meeting.
Knee slapping.
Soul searching.
That was all before noon.
This morning after work I met up with a friend.
Well, I say friend, because the first time we met I instantly knew I liked her.
We’ve never gotten together before outside of large friend and family functions.
Finally we decided to meet for coffee.
I am so glad we did.
A new friend.
Really.
Sometimes someone is so kind, bright, and full of life it’s contagious.
My friend is someone like that.
I hope one day I can be that person for someone else.
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Artwork by the amazing Brian Andreas; artistic and storytelling genius of STORYPEOPLE
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...A chill north wind was blowin but the Spring was comin on
As I wondered to myself just how long I had been gone
So I strolled across ol Main Street walked down a flight of stairs
Stepped into a hall and saw all my friends were there
A neon sign was flashing welcome come on in
It feels so good feeling good again...
---Robert Earl Keen
This song sums up how it's been lately...feeling good.
Not sick anymore.
Making art again.
Learning every day.
Lovely weather.
Preparing for the rest of my life.
One
day
at
a
time.
--with a little help from Xavy Baby.
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My doctor told me I HAD to eat better.
I knew he was right.
I started following his STRICT instructions 25 days ago.
Fish and Shellfish, Butcher meats, Green Veggies (no starchy ones), blue and blackberries, cheese, olive oil, butter, spices. All of that in any and all combinations.
Water. All.Of.The.Water.
I've never had so much water.
The first week and a half was hard.
I was cranky, jittery, and lethargic.
Then, I woke up on the 10th day and felt great.
I've never felt better.
Never.
Now on Tuesdays when I get on the scale not only is the number not the same it is going DOWN...and I feel great.
Delightful.
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Okay, so there is a theme permeating my life right now, making me think, ask questions and open doors I sometimes keep closed. A theme that is continuing to delight me!
Someone asked me today what I want my "place in history to be?" After lots of thinking and pondering, the best I can come up with, other than being remembered as Queen Of The World, is that my place in history is not relevant unless one day, someone remembers how I made them feel. I live in a small community; surround myself with supportive friends and family. I enjoy the socially conscious, politically charged atmosphere of being near Washington D.C.; that aside, if I can help even one person, I will have made history. That person will remember forever the way I made them feel. Maybe they never tell another soul about their experience with me, that’s not what matters. I believe even one good thing can become a million good things. The chain reaction of one good act doesn’t start and end in one transaction; it is moved ahead, forges through and touches many lives.
I believe my one time of touching someone and making them feel great will have a lasting impact in the future.
P.S. I start my internship at RCASA Friday!!!! Wish me luck!!
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Carefully package and send the freshest, most delicious oranges.
The very same oranges you picked from your own tree, in your backyard 2300 miles away.
Oranges, just because, just to share.
They are delicious.
Delightful.
Thank you Grandpa H & C!
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I read this today...and it delighted me.
“There’s always going to be someone smarter, prettier, nicer. It’s better to appreciate it instead of being threatened by it or defending yourself against it.” -Mary Lousie Parker
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