My thoughts are swirling around in here, generally swimming in around and through the knowledge that
- I've had a really good day,
- I exercised like I should, the pounds feelingseeming like they're melting away like ice on a hot summer's day,
- I worked hard like I must, checking off deadlines one by one like filling the rest of Stamp It! Cards including the last page,
- preparing for and contributing to the post mortem of the October issue,
- turning in my updated bio,
- making binders in which the Stamp It! Cards projects can live until they are whisked away by the writers,
- reconnecting with Brenda at lunch,
- wishing Kelly a heartfelt congratulations on her long-deserved promotion,
- and being so happy that Brandy is thriving in her new position as managing editor
- as we all knew she would.
Only to come home to my sweet daughter, Nicole, in which we
- made a delicious Greek salad (no mysteries here it's lettuce, tomato, feta cheese, Newman's Own Lighten Up Balsamic Vinaigrette dressing, and some chicken if you're not a vegetarian) and chatted about our days including her co-workers and whether or not I'm going to get any of Andree's chicken's eggs when they start laying because Jason-the-boss says that moms of the team don't get dibs on the eggs so sweet that she would even mention me because we're so far not much more than Facebook friends (when are we going to meet, Andree?)
- after which I took a couple of pictures of the sky
- while noticing the chill in the air with the crickets chirping and the biting smell of the beginnings of decay, the edges of the linden leaves yellow, outlining like a coloring book their shapes too soon they will be falling,
- and upon turning to go back in I see the roses, as full and beautiful now as they were last spring
And I shiver, thinking to myself how lovely it is
- to work a full day with good people,
- to connect with my daughter,
- to notice the changing season,
- to cherish the blessing of leading a productive life,
- feeling so happy to be communicating with you, my blogfriend
when in that instant,
in that very moment I'm not even kidding you
- the dog peed all over the kitchen floor.
Oh Cath...you had me, you truly did. Perfect timing girl. Are you sure you never taught english or something? Sue
Posted by: Susan Neal | September 23, 2008 at 11:03 PM
LMAO! There's nothing like the dog peeing on the floor to smack you in the face with reality! That's fabulous...
Posted by: Jennafer | September 24, 2008 at 12:24 AM
In my best Stevie Wonder voice "You are the punshine of my life!"
Can you just live with me so you can talk to me all day long. Talk to me just like you write? Then you can tell me something really funny at the end and I will just laugh all day?! Just wondering.
Posted by: Becky | September 24, 2008 at 04:36 PM
Not, too poetic, eh?
Posted by: susan opel | September 24, 2008 at 07:22 PM
Now I know what you and Jennifer were talking about. Leave it to man's best friend to put things in perspective. :) Thanks for the kind compliment, I really appreciate it!
Posted by: Brandy J. | September 25, 2008 at 10:00 AM