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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ While I Was Gone

A few things to share.

One. While I was gone, my cousin/nephew/friend has been working on a project.

His cats will soon be toilet trained. Ha.

Secondly, on the way home from Minnesota, we encountered a semi that may have been from the pits. The last three numbers on the truck...666 AND there were flames painted along the sides.