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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, August 10, 2010

Scribbles and Scrambles ! Kitcho-Chango.

My husband may be part vampire since he likes to rip and tear and build in the middle of the night. While I was out cold, dreaming of colors and cupboards, he was making room for those items.

He unearthed a little bit of kitchen nostalgia, too. The wallpaper, shudder, was hiding behind a cabinet. Good thing!

I almost can't wait to go to sleep tonight!!!!