Thanks Mom

It’s been a good day, minus some weird poppy-growing, sandalwood sniffing, probably pot smoking boy ripping us (the floral shop) off a reed diffuser.  I didn’t have proof, so it didn’t go anywhere.  Definitely made me mad though.
I also have some religious co-workers who believe that the election of Obama will lead us closer to the “End of Days.”  They had the scriptures and teaching to back up their theories while all that was going through my head was a made-up McCain Ad that says “Don’t Vote for Obama” and a picture of the Earth exploding.  Maybe I should join his ad campaign.
I also got the bottom of something that has been bugging me.  I’ve been living each day with this huge sense of urgency in the pit of my stomach and I feared that simply, I was going crazy…but I think I understand it:
You see, I don’t live in fear of dying.  However, when my mom died there were so many circumstances that left so many questions that will never be answered.  I hate unanswered questions, however, ironically it’s this burden that has turned into my gift.  I live now with this urgency-not in fear of death-but to answer every unanswered question.  Whether it’s of relationships or experiences, should something happen to me or to someone close to me, I don’t want any unanswered questions.  For me or for them.   It’s this urgency that has given me courage to ask questions I never would have, try new things I would have let fear deny me of, and be who I really want to be.  It has opened a whole new chapter in my life and lead me down paths I never would have gone. –Thus creating new memories that are mine forever.
So, I guess this is where I say, “Thanks Mom.”

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I DID IT!

Okay, I mentioned awhile ago that I was going to do the Zip-Line that we have here at Camp.  If you thought “Okay, Kate, I’m not going to hold my breath for that to happen.”–Yeah, I don’t blame you. 
BUT…Guess what?  I DID IT!  And I LIVED!!!  AND…Here are the pics to prove it!
(Warning: these pics resemble a Ham hanging on a String–which I’m working on.)  In the meantime, I can’t pause life until I look like a magazine model. 
*You’ve been warned:

The Tower of Doom (That's 6 Stories Tall)

The 60ft Tower of Doom

  

Getting Buckled In....Oh God...

Getting Buckled In....Oh God...

 

She Dropped Lilke a ROCK!!!!!

She Dropped Like a ROCK!!!!!

 

Not Only Alive, but SMILING!

Not Only Alive, but SMILING!

I’m finishing today, very proud of myself.  This is the same girl that wets herself and forgets who she is for an hour when on a mere ladder.  I jumped off a 60 foot tower!!!

Can I Get a “Hell Yes”?!?!

The past week hasn’t been great as far as my mood goes.  I’m not a morning person, but somehow this past week, that has been magnified…and has lasted longer and has started to seep into my overall attitude.  I picked up my new book last night “Life is a Verb” and got smacked in the face with a huge “Ah-Ha!” Moment-as Oprah would put it.  
The gist of what was written is that it’s time for us (well, me) to start saying a big “Hell Yes!” to our lives.  You see, I was resenting Kidlet because I was–well, still am sleep deprived because of her lack of sleep at night.  It’s because of her that I’m up at 7:00a.m. rather than being able to lounge in my bed and sleep in to catch on the BADLY NEEDED beauty sleep.  That resentment between her interrupting my sleep and my Hubby pulling extra hours at camp – which turns into added “single-parent” hours for me, was simply turning into anger.  In this small chapter, I realized that it’s time to put my “big girl panties” on and instead of fighting it, just say yes to it.  This is my life.  I might as well enjoy it, even if it’s a hazing half-awake state for the first hour…okay maybe longer.  Being resentful and angry about it isn’t going to stop it, and I can take refuge in knowing that it’s a phase…lasting until I get those tranquilizers in from Canada for kidlet. (Just Kidding!)
“Saying Hell Yes” also means letting go, trying new things, dancing in your car, letting go of judging others, so you care less of what others think of you, renting the red convertible-when needing to rent a car.  It’a about the memories, and those memories are far more memorable when you go with your heart and take the “Path Less Traveled.”  She brought up on of the best points I’ve heard:
“If I recall correctly, the death rate for people who play it safe and for people who live bodly is the same: 100%”

Life is a Verb

Life is a Verb

I’m still responsible having life insurance, and a simple IRA plan, so I haven’t gone completely off the deep end.  I’m just loving this new take on life.  Oh, and if you haven’t gathered by this post, I flippin love this book!

Summertime Hallelujah

Sorry I’ve been so quiet on-line for the past few days…as odd as it is to say, I guess I’ve been getting down to the business of living.  I’ve been savoring morning cartoons with kidlet, enjoying the 1/2 hour with her spent coloring at the kitchen table, I’ve been loving watching her walk around the backyard and throw the ball for Rowdy.  I’ve also been enjoying the evening post-kidlet just watching TV next to Hubby while holding hands.  I’ve taken “old” roses home from work and have made a point to enjoy them everyday….hence the 50 or so pictures of them. 
It’s been a rough few weeks here.  Swept up by work, and emotions, and confusion.  But as the dust settles, my world here is clearer, my marriage stronger, and my zest for life refreshed. 
I know I’ve said it before, but I feel I’m enjoying this summer more than others.  I think it’s because I’m taking time and making a point to do so.  I know in at least the last 5 summers I would be driving to work, noticing the leaves changing on a tree branch and wondering where the summer went.  This year has been delightfully different.  I’ve realized that summer is wrapped up in sundresses, festivals, days spent with best friends, corn on the cob, watermelon, bbq’s and lemonade.  It’s in pictures of sunsets, incoming storms, friends and your kid in a pool or at the park.  As in any season, it’s about the moment.  Enjoying the moment and capturing that moment.  But for that to happen, an effort has to be made and as simple as a concept as that is, I think this is the first summer in a long time, that I “get” that.  Hallelujah.

Coloring!

Coloring!

 

In the Garden

In the Garden

 

Roses from work

Roses from work

 

Loving the Park!

Loving the Park!

 

Sunset

Sunset

 

Our ALOONminum Loon made for us by our friends who melted down our TV antenna that blew off our roof.  It's me. Are you really surprised?

Our ALOONminum Loon made for us by our friends who melted down our TV antenna that blew off our roof. It's me. Are you really surprised?