I'm ready for the week part of the week to be done and embrace some weekend. I'm going to be trick or treating with the kids and the bumble bee and spider pups. And working on some recipes and writing the article that needs to be attached. The best thing about this weekend? An extra hour. YAY! If I have some downtime I may sand and start painting my $1.00 magazine rack/puppy supply cabinet right behind Gladys's head. It's going to be really colorful. I'm thinking turquoise with striped drawers.
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.