On Monday I fully intended on uploading and editing my pictures from the weekend.
On Tuesday I was mad at myself for not making time to write and capture my feelings about retreat I attended with some fantastic women who are incredible writers and photographers and thinkers. But then, in the evening, I got to watch my son sing with his show choir (“jazz hands!”) where I promised him I wouldn’t cry or embarrass him even though there was definitely something in my eye by the end of the show.
On Wednesday I just kind of fell apart and realized that I’d do well to simply get my pictures uploaded to Flickr, let alone my blog site.
So here it is. Thursday. And the relaxing zen-calm of the weekend is long gone and I can think of nothing other than “how will I even capture my feelings in writing?” I have to put something to paper (so to speak) and for now it’s just these two things:
One, I got to meet author Julie Powell who wrote the blog that became a book that became a movie with Meryl Streep (who, honestly, just gets a Goddess nod from me) and Stanely Tucci (for whom I have harbored a long, secret crush and also a great deal of respect for his acting). Julie’s book, Julie and Julia: 365 Days, 524 Recipes, 1 Tiny Apartment Kitchen, and Julie herself have become the stuff of which I am currently enamored. (As is evidenced by the bugged-out crazy eyes I have.) (Not to worry. Julie is a tough Texan-cum-New Yorker and she wasn’t scared of me.) (Not that I’m scary. I’m not.)
Two, while on this zen-calm weekend where I met up with the other advisory board members for Brand About Town, I went on a labyrinth walk with my friends Julie and Amie where I proclaimed, “Oh. I get it. While you’re on this path you can’t help but see the path in front of you that you will walk next nor can you ignore the path behind you which you just got off. Ok. I totally get this.”
So it’s Thursday morning. I could use another reminder so I don’t feel like a failure at the current walk I’m doing.
So, it’s Thursday, right? I’m not going to beat myself up that my feelings aren’t captured yet or that my brain hasn’t succinctly summed up my thoughts on blogging and writing and social media and the FTC regulations and being a Brand Enthusiast and a zillion other things we discussed in a rapid discourse where the amazing brains of these women just oozed right onto me and into my lap and oh-my-God how will I ever get this done? It’s only Thursday I’m telling myself. You’ve got time. Get back on the path and pay attention, Kelly.
Friday? Bring it on.
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Those retreat photos are magnificent!
Any plans for Saturday? Seeing as I keep forgetting about the Farmers Market, perhaps this time I’ll be early enough to check that out
… and yeah, cut yourself lots of slack, sometimes the days get away from you, no biggie
Saturday football game. I’m hoping that gets away from me, too. In the good way. In the “hurry up so I can enjoy some relaxing time AT HOME.” kind of way.
But I think I can squeeze in some Farmer’s Market time. So long as it includes the lovely Bloody Marys to enjoy!
I feel the same way Kelly; complicated by the fact that I got the worst ass cold EVER as soon as I got back. Clearly my body was revolting the fact that I didn’t get to give you a proper goodbye hug.
Amazing to spend time with you and the ladies.
xoxo Christine
I should never worry about you when you’re away from the blog–you’re always having an adventure of some kind or another! I hope you can recapture some zen calm (and then pass it along–today was school picture day and I’ve been at my target heart rate since seven o’clock when the nine year old appeared to ask me if I could curl her hair…and then there was tights and shoes drama and competitive dressing and a son who wanted to wear sweatpants…it’s clearly time for my coffee!)
Glad to hear from you, as always!
Nothing gets away with you like the week before Thanksgiving (Canada). How much do we wanna bet I forget to thaw the turkey? No takers. House full of guests. Food, food and more food. Oh ya, today is Thursday isn’t it? No problem I have lots of time.
Mazes, labyrinths and such usually have a message. They are much more than a bunch of hedging plants or walls. I like how you can see the whole path there. I also think that with the way it curves you need to watch where you are stepping too so as not to step out of the path. Ah ha!
I miss seeing you online as much. I’m glad that you’re busy and having fun!
Speechless. Let us know what’s up when you have time. Busyness is a good thing.
It was amazing, wasn’t it? That labyrinth was something else. I had no idea a few rocks would have such an impact on me. So glad we shared that experience.