I’m still such a newbie to this blogging thing. Sometimes it seems silly. Other times it is lovely-typing willy nilly then tossing words out to the world. I tend to overthink most everything. It keeps be from DOING. And that just isn’t good.
So I resolve to get out of my own way. My first baby step-going back to making lists. Really. I used to be the biggest list maker on the planet. Ask my sisters. I’m pretty sure my first diary was full of them. I remember being obsessed with keeping track of day to day activities and writing down things I bought and how much they cost. I was sure that prices would go up-even as an eight year old-and I thought it would have significant historical value for whoever may come across my writing in the next century.
I was also concerned about truth in history, at least my history. So I tried to write about things accurately. It was difficult because I knew my eyes would see different things than others even if we experienced/viewed the same event. I had a hard time wrapping my head around that.
I think the final demise of my list making habits came when I revisited my teenage journals. Prior to that I prided myself on being level headed and definitely not boy-crazy. Then I opened up my journals. Yikes! Who is this girl I thought? I just couldn’t believe it. I never bought teen magazines, never hung up posters of famous boys, I listened to Barry Manilow for heaven’s sakes. (Shout out to Barry, you got me through middle school with your music. I especially appreciated “I Made it through the Rain”. Thanks!) Yet there on the page were my yearnings to be noticed, valued, and loved. I still shake my head when I think about it.
Again, reading some of those journals made me feel like a fraud, so I stopped writing. Not necessarily a great reaction, especially since I wanted to be an author.
Fast forward a few years…I am an author yet still a hesitant writer at times. Ridiculous, I know. But the difference now is I know I can write. I know I can fight the beast of feeling ‘blocked’. And once in a while I can write something I’m proud of and readers enjoy.
As I am learning to be a blogger I’ve been looking for other bloggers to see how they do it. Below is a book that I found about writing by Kristen Lamb. I just started following her blog. I’m excited to learn more. Her latest blog was about a writing conference in Colorado and her encounter with some sneaky food. Check it out!
I’m being summoned. Apparently my family has made some yummy food they want me to eat. I love being on vacation! Happy summer reading!
I should be sleeping. Everyone else is. It’s extremely quiet right now. The clickety clack of the keyboard is so loud. I had a headache earlier so there’s still a little caffeine running through my veins. It’s one of the side effects of my medication. It’s more than a fair trade for pain.
I finished Loving Will Shakespeare last night. I enjoyed it, but still have that overwhelming feeling of injustice for women as well as the wide gap of the haves and have nots. Do some things never change? I do feel blessed to be a woman, especially now. There isn’t much standing in my way of success. I can work, I can stay home, I can do both, I can do neither. I got my education, became an author, travel, speak my mind, and enjoy so many blessings that women in the past had no idea would be part of my life. For this I am grateful. I’m pretty sure I would have gotten myself into trouble ‘back in the day’. I would have voiced my opinion at the wrong time and ended up in the stocks or the bawdy court of some such thing.
I feel somewhat responsible to these women of the past. I owe some of my success to them. Reaching my potential is a tribute to all the men and women in my life and to those I don’t even know. I also need to pay it forward. . .for all my children and others that walk in and out of my life. It’s a little overwhelming. I pledge to do my best.
I read another book today. I give it a thumbs up. It had me going full speed most of the time. The author has another book out too. If Caller ID is like this one. I’m sure I’ll zoom right through it-gladly.The only problem with reading these books late at night. They can be a little scary. I should pick something lighter for my next read. Ideas? Maybe I’ll check out some friends virtual book shelves. There should be plenty to choose from there.
I did it. I made a schedule. Maybe that’s why I’ve neglected blogging–too busy checking off the list of activities. As much as I crave nothing much but leisure and spontaeous activities for this vacation I have children to think about and family and friends to visit. So – I’m saving most of my book reading to the bedtime prelude. I’ve finished one book already and am half way through the second. I did start a James Patterson book on the plane then lost it when I disembarked in Denver. I have never lost anything on a plane before. I’m not a huge traveler, but still I was 100% sure I wouldn’t lose anything this time either. As a matter of fact, when the flight attendant shared her kind reminder to check around our seats I chuckled to myself, “Those poor people who forget things on the plane. I’m sad for them.” Yeah-I did that. The hardest thing about losing the book was that I was really into it and about 2/3 through. Grrr. Then my thoughts went to how some lucky person might get to read it too. All the better. I tried to find a copy in the local library here, but it wasn’t available. I’ll have to try again. I’m not frustrated enough to go buy it again. Not yet anyway. Here’s the book. I highly recommend it.
The book I finished was a crime novel centered around a newspaper reporter. It’s called Deadline by Clair M. Poulson. The first couple pages were a bit muddled to me, but I got pulled in by the second chapter. It was a fun, quick read. See a picture of the cover below.
Now I’m on to a YA novel called Loving Will Shakespeare. It’s Carolyn Meyer’s fictional account of Anne Hathaway’s life from childhood and how it entertwines with Shakespeare’s. So far it’s. . .a little stressful. Though it seems to be true to historical events of that time I feel frustrated at the way women are regarded. It makes me want to shake people. I’m at the point where Anne, actually Agnes, is 22 years old, experiencing one disappointment after another. The jury’s still out on the recommendation. I’ll let you know. Here’s the cover.
If you can’t tell, I’ve been staying up late. It’s really one of the easiest ways to keep the reading part of my vacation wish list in my schedule.
As far as other things we’ve done here’s a bullet list of what’s transpired in 7 short days.
Visits to Main Street shops in Spanish Fork, UT
4 Favorite shops: Rocket Rebel, My Sister’s Closet,Confetti Antiques and Books, and Ella & Bella
Old fashioned Shakes at the drugstore counter – shiny red stools and all
Boating with cousin, aunt, and uncle
Visit to the MOA exhibits at BYU
Eating Corn on the Cob purchased from a corner stand
Going to a storytelling class with cousin and other family
Eating more vegan meals-yum
Shakes from Barry’s in Spanish Fork
Watching cousin’s baseball game in Salem, UT – Go Hammerz!
Snacks at the Cougar Eat (So sad it’s a food court now)
Pictures of my college apartment on BYU Campus-Go Maeser Hall!
Experiencing eats at Sonic Drive In, Chick Filet, and Arctic Circle
I think that’s about it. We’ve laughed and joked and gotten a little crabby from the heat. We Alaskans can handle cold MUCH better than heat. I do secretly like the appetite supressant effect of hot weather. Between that and the workouts I’ve started again…I may finally whip myself back into shape. So time is trotting right along. I’m getting up everyday ready to enjoy whatever adventure we choose next.
We’ve officially been on vacation for 5 days. I’m feeling the pressure. I don’t want to plan anything, well a few things, but mostly I just want to be spontaneous and casual and stress-free. I guess that’s not going to work. So…starting tomorrow I have to sit down and make a list of things we need to do and when to do them.
The biggest benefit to this task is the busier I keep the girls the more family and friends and fun things they get to do AND the less homesick they will feel. So that’s my motivation.
I’ll probably have less regrets myself. I’d hate to go home and feel like I didn’t enjoy myself. As the Trekies out there might say…Resistance is futile. You will be assimilated.
I think we’ll begin our scheduled events at the Library. I’ll head for the children’s section, of course. It’s my favorite part of any library. I may even volunteer to read at story time – if they need any help. Who knows where that will lead?
We made it. We survived the travel. We’re adjusting to the time change after staying awake for almost 24 hrs. OK, we had a catnap at the Daybreak Medical Center while my dad had a doctor appointment. People thought Tanner was in need of medical attention, but she was merely exhausted. It was kind of funny, the reactions. I was worried they would kick us out-thinking we were homeless. They didn’t, just acted concerned-even compassionate.
Today we slept in – way in; then we went shopping for the essentials for a really sunny, warm, dry place. It’s considered high desert here. Translation: desert with mountains and lots and lots of pretty flowers. I plan to soak up enough vitamin D to last all through winter, maybe two winters. People laugh at the fact that we are pretty toasty and it’s only 80 degrees. Oh well, we’re odd ducks and that’s just fine with us.
Our first vacation weekend-there will be a birthday to celebrate, a play to attend, and eating outside with NO MOSQUITOES. Eat your heart out Alaskans!
De Jong Concert Hall-above
Press image for play we’ll be attending-below
My sister is one of the directors-yeah that’s right-lots of talent in this family of mine.
I better be tessering on out of here. Stay tuned for the continued adventures of me and my chickadees!
They look so quiet, calm, obedient…but today it’s a whole different story. Chatty Patties they are. They are so excited to begin our trip. Who blames them. They haven’t left Alaska since they were 7 and 3 years old. They’re a little bit older now.
They are wacky excited. Me too. I can’t even think straight. I have a list of things to do before we get on the plane. But-it’s all jumbled in my head. Shh! Don’t tell. I’m supposed to be the organized one-the level-headed adult in this situation. Ahhhh! We’re leaving tomorrow night!
Today was the best Monday ever. I’m not a big fan of Mondays-as many of us aren’t. But today, it was good! It was good because it was my last day of work prior to a LONG vacation. Don’t get me wrong, I really, really, really like my job. I work in an Elementary School. I work with a great staff. I have the best boss ever. None the less I am more than ready for that summer break.
Some people see the summer break of the educational workers as lucky or unfair to the rest of the working class. I disagree. After four years in the “system” I couldn’t disagree more. If the people I work with are any indication of how hard the average teacher or support staff works in our nations schools…I’m all for them having a break.
After all, who wants to mess with the least paid professionals in the Nation. OK, well they vie with Social Workers for the bottom of the pay food chain. Plus, many educational professionals have to get a second job during that coveted summer break just to make ends meet.
Whichever side you are on in this subject–I’m glad I get my long vacation. I’ll be able to spend some much needed time with my kids, husband, extended family, and friends. I’ll rest, do a little extra work, write some blogs and stuff, hopefully earn a little money to cover my lack of paycheck for two months, and most of all recharge. The more I can recharge the better it is for everyone when I am working the other 10 months of the year. Really – I promise – it’s not purely selfish.
So-here’s to summer and relaxing and prepping for the next school year. I yeah, I forgot to mention that part of the summer break activities. Not exactly all fun and games, eh?
This blog is all my daughter’s fault. She wanted me to write it so I am. It’s not a big thing to listen to your children – sometimes they say amazing, insightful, funny, useful things. Fortunately, Aryanna is a very insightful girl-among other things. She is blogging her adventures in Germany and felt I should join in the fun. So here we go…almost.
My travel adventure doesn’t start until June 5th. I’m traveling with my younger daughters to visit family in Utah, thus the map. I wonder how many counties of Utah we can visit while we’re there. Two won’t be a problem. Beyond that…we’ll see.
I’m packed and ready to go. T-minus 4 days. Let the countdown begin!