- spent a lot of time pestering my parents over the telephone and with impromptu visits. This morning Dad asked me why I was calling already for the 2nd time (it wasn't noon yet). This reminded me of a time I was asked why I called my mom most every night before bedtime. I simply replied, "Because I never know when the day will come that I can't." Every day with someone you love is a blessing.
- been going to the market on Saturdays with Christie and her boys. A good friend, coffee and fresh veggies is the perfect start to a day!
- been helping a friend through a tough time. I once said that good friends carry a roll of tape in their pocket. I don't think I'll need the whole roll. . . but I'll use it if I have to!
- begun having conversations with a young lady when she answers the phone rather than immediately asking for her mother. She's growing into a beautiful person.
- been planning an event to celebrate a friend taken too soon from our lives. I'm gonna need a bigger red cooler!
- kicked some bad habits.
- begun boycotting Starbucks. It's far past time to support the local business. $10.37 got me 4 different 1/4lb. bags of delicious goodness from the Lexington Coffee & Tea Co.
- begun swinging the ole tennis racket again! Oh how I've missed the sound of that fuzzy yellow ball popping off my strings!
- soaking up the sun (yes, Mel. . . with sunscreen!)
- growing fresh herbs in my window. (I have always wanted to do this.) It took three weeks for me to bring myself to actually pick and use them. They are just soooo pretty - but they TASTE waaaaaaaay better!
- been thinking how on earth I'm going to get back into shape. Not the "Oh I ran a mile today" in shape. . . I'm talking the "holy crap, I just kicked asss for 5 miles and now I'm going to play some tennis" kinda in shape. I miss miss miss my health. (And my size 6's) I have been letting it slide; blaming my lack of motivation on work, environment and time. No more.
- been laying in the floor instead of sitting in the chair while at my parent's house on Sunday mornings. My puppy loves it. He snuggles his little self into the pit of my belly and I can reach the top of his little head with my kisses.
- been happy. . .happy. . . happy.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Dirt, trees and birds OH MY!
This morning as I drove to work I looked in the rear view mirror.
I like the way my hair was parted; it NEVER parts the way I want it to.
It was mild outside so I rolled my windows down and breathed the fresh air.
They’re reconstructing 68 (which is the south side of Harrodsburg Rd).
The road (for now) narrowed to two lanes. The air smelled of fresh soil.
Its rich, clay red color lie like a splash of paint against the green grass.
This is my way of ignoring the destruction of such a beautiful, scenic road.
The tops of the trees touched the blue sky and I thought about how lucky the birds were to have such a view.
Turning to the east, the sun burst into my car, warming my face.
I wished I didn’t have to be inside today. I wished I could throw on my swimsuit, grab a book and a towel and head to the pool.
It smelled so good. The cows and the horses were grazing. There was a man atop his tractor, moving bails of hay.
Most every day I go through this drive, this thought process.
I love the beauty of this earth.
But every once in a while; it means something more.
Yesterday, I received good news.
Today, I am 8 years cancer free.
I like the way my hair was parted; it NEVER parts the way I want it to.
It was mild outside so I rolled my windows down and breathed the fresh air.
They’re reconstructing 68 (which is the south side of Harrodsburg Rd).
The road (for now) narrowed to two lanes. The air smelled of fresh soil.
Its rich, clay red color lie like a splash of paint against the green grass.
This is my way of ignoring the destruction of such a beautiful, scenic road.
The tops of the trees touched the blue sky and I thought about how lucky the birds were to have such a view.
Turning to the east, the sun burst into my car, warming my face.
I wished I didn’t have to be inside today. I wished I could throw on my swimsuit, grab a book and a towel and head to the pool.
It smelled so good. The cows and the horses were grazing. There was a man atop his tractor, moving bails of hay.
Most every day I go through this drive, this thought process.
I love the beauty of this earth.
But every once in a while; it means something more.
Yesterday, I received good news.
Today, I am 8 years cancer free.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
NEED VOLLEYBALL PLAYERS FOR A DAY OF FUN!
Hi everyone!
We are hosting the 2nd Annual Fenton Dawson Volleyball Tournament.
For those unfamiliar with this event; Fenton was unfortunately aboard flight 5191 when it crashed shortly after takeoff from Lexington Bluegrass Airport on August 27, 2006. Fenton enjoyed playing volleyball and a great number of us were fortunate enough to have played with him. We have so have many fond memories of Fenton on the volleyball court and when we begin to reminisce, inevitably stories about volleyball always seem to work their way into the discussion.
We can think of no better way to remember, honor and CELEBRATE Fenton than by bringing a group of people together as friends and family for a day of being together, laughing, competing and havin fun playin a little volleyball!
After all, it is how so many of us made so many wonderful memories!
WHEN: Sunday, August 10, 2008
WHERE: KBA has graciously donated their facility for the 2nd year!
http://www. playkba. com/
TIME: Pool play begins promptly at 10:00 AM
Doors will open at 9:00 AM
COST: $100/ Team
DIVISIONS: B & C CoRec 6's (at least 2 females per team please)
D/FUN!!!
Please visit www. fdmvt. org for more details, registration forms and contact information.
ALSO – I will be posting FUN pictures and blogs for and from the tournament at:
http://fdmvt. blogspot. com/
Please send an e-mail to me at SNClark12@gmail.com if you are interested or have questions!
Thank you!
Stephanie
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