So I'm finally entering the world of blogs. Don't know how often I'll keep this up or what I'll say. I imagine I'll have fun musing on politics, scrapbooking, reading, job hunting, and training for my first 10k. There may be the occasional trip journal and observations about Elvis & Priscilla (my cats, not the famous couple). And maybe this will help serve as a chronological preservation of the last half of my life as I seem to have forgetten all too many events from the first half.
These things are hard to know how to start. Perhaps it is too unfocused. I see many narrow their blogs down to scrapbooking, or photography, or literature. I feel the need to want to talk about a little bit of everything and anything depending on the day and my mood.
Today is the first of what promises to be several continuous days of beautiful spring weather. We've waited sooooo very long for warmer days. The line "the winter of our discontent" goes through my head a lot. I love sweaters and bundling up, but even I'm ready for the warmer temperatures. Oh sure, when it's 100 degrees I'll probably find myself complaining, but for now I welcome some actual heat.
There are two beautiful kitties curled up at my side. They loved rolling in the sun this morning out on the deck. Elvis especially tends to gravitate towards any heat source he can find. The minute a heater is turned on in the house he will plant himself in front of it. Should I ever find my way back to Walla Walla he will be in heaven and will probably plant himself in the direct sun even on 100-degree days. Priscilla tends to be a bit more practical about these things.
It's Sabbath afternoon now and I love these kinds of Sabbaths when I can rest and rejuvenate and enjoy life for a few hours. It's time to catch up with friends on e-mail, to rest, and to spend with my cats. When it's sunny and the air smells fresh and clean outside it makes for a perfect day. Hopefully I will spend some time working on my heritage scrapbook for my mom and training for my 10k race. A race that I no longer know where or when is going to take place. I was planning to run in a race to benefit ovarian cancer research when my friend was diagnosed with the disease. But, her diagnosis has changed and she is now being treated for pancreatic cancer. Hopefully I'll soon find another race here in the Northwest that I can run in on her behalf. Meanwhile I'll keep slowly training in preparation.
