Missing in Action

My wonderful vacation to Nashville was full of love, laughter, hope, babies and food. I was also greeted with horrible news of the destruction of Japan and the fear that they must be living under right now is overwhelming. How is it possible to grieve for these people when there is just so much joy in my own little bubble?

It makes you rethink your life, your goals and ultimately what you want to accomplish. For me, I am working on a book, that if it gets picked up and does well; well that would be a cherry on the top of it.

Trying to put the words together is hard, especially when you just don’t know which path the story should take. While loving someone with all your heart can be a challenge, the rewards are greater. But when you are in the midst of a bumpy path, one or both in the relationship can shut down. Of course that is never a good sign.

I got some much needed perspective from my friends and have been able to take each day as they come at me. The reality that something can be great only to roll over in a big ole mess can hurt.

There are many lessons that I have learned during my adult life, some that bear repeating from time to time since I do have a hard head. I have been stuck in terms of writing for a couple of weeks now and hate that because this is who I am. I am a writer.

There are parts of my life I just don’t want to give up or goals that I would like to attain. At the moment, I am using exercise as my main goal. I have been on the treadmill with K, tonight I did my only little routine of boxing and running and hopefully we will be hit the machines again tomorrow. This plus my iPod gives me focus and allows me to relax my brain will getting a good sweat out.

I haven’t a clue as to where I am going at the moment and I am okay with that. I have gotten back into my nightly routine and am relishing the weekend full of tv, books and writing.

I am also going to focus more attention on the blog and provide some great thoughts and many moments of laughter.

I will leave you with one, I took late and early feed with Mr. E Saturday night/Sunday morning. This kid is cool and I could just hold him forever but I don’t his mama and daddy would be that agreeable with my thought. I left Nashville, remembered I have to go by Target to pick up a couple of things when I noticed I hadn’t changed my shirt. Me, no kids in sight, waltzed on in to Target with a shirt decorated with spitup. I was quite a sight to see. And it took me walking in, looking down to finally realize the extra decorations on my shirt. Oh well, Mr. E is my little buddy, so if he feels the need, he can have at it.

And now bedtime. . . I promise to be better about posting. I have some time set aside this weekend to write.


What you see is what you get; I am a Nashville girl who is single, again. I use the blog to get my inner, tortured, wanna be writer angst out. One day I just may write a book. I have been stumbling through life for 43 years now, I love to cook, read and figure out more embarrassing ways I can either harm myself (thank you hula hoop of 2010 and the case of the thrown back) or just prove how inept I am at household chores and dieting. The people you read about on here are real but most have had their names changed to protect the innocent and not so innocent. And I really should make a list of them so I can remember! Enjoy, read, mock, laugh and comment, it really isn't difficult. Plus, I would prefer reading comments from real people as opposed to the weird spam comments I keep getting. Plus, I will always find the hardest path to follow and take that one, why would anyone want to take the easy way?!

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