Anna, Eden, and Elisabeth, after they ran in 5K. I was the pit crew.
I am not a runner. I cannot sprint, unless a pit bull is chasing me. And I certainly cannot go for distance, unless a wagon or roller skates are involved. Yet several of my closest friends are runners. So I happily attend, shout and cheer, and hand over water bottles and granola bars at the end.
When I started this blog, I had no idea how long I'd last. What if I ran out of stories, jokes, and photos? But here we are, people, at blog post #100 !!
I feel like I crossed my own finish line.
Except that I'm not done. This is too fun. Could it be a runner's high that I hear so much about? I personally never got anywhere past gasping for oxygen and gripping my side, so I don't know. But I'm enjoying the writing, whether it's here or on my WIP, so let's just go with it.
To all my readers, and especially those friends who loyally clicked over here in the beginning when no one else was reading my blog, Thank You!! You are my pit crew.
To celebrate, I say, Let's Read. I'm giving away a $25 gift card to the bookstore of the winner's choice (Amazon, Barnes & Noble, or local independent).
To enter, leave a comment and answer the question:
What's your favorite dessert? (random, I know, but I'm hungry)
Just leave a comment and you're automatically entered. The winner will be chosen by random. The giveaway closes Friday, August 5, at midnight, PDT, the winner announced Saturday afternoon.
When life goes down the pooh spiral, with a resounding flush sound, how do you respond?
Personally, I cry big, self-pitying tears. Then I broadcast my pain to any and all who will listen. Hey, it's a system. Think flashing neon sign that says, "My life is death. Sympathy accepted. Mochas encouraged." I should put that on a t-shirt.
My dear friend, Amy, has been through the ringer this year. Her husband lost his job and, a week later, their landlord evicted them because they were foreclosing on the house. And yet...AND YET... she is the creator and co-author of the website, Savor the Frosting. It's all about focusing on the little things that bring us joy. Yes, she had to step away for a few months while readjusting to new digs and getting a new job, but she's back!!
**** Applause ****
In honor of Amy's comeback, I am officially looking for little things that make us smile. For example, last week, we walked down to the local shopping center, U Village, where they were hosting a free concert series on Wednesday evenings. I can't believe I almost canceled just for dinner and laundry. Puuulease! I would have missed the delightful Vancouver band, The Paperboys, who play an eclectic blend of irish gigs mixed with latin rhythms. Fun stuff!
Thanks for the reminders, Amy!
Me and my fella.
Froy's astonishment when the band sang in Spanish.
The dream dancers!
Love the lil shaver holding what's left of dad's hair.