adventures!

Well, it's been quite a while since I've been on here so I guess it's time to share something new.  I have recently discovered "art journaling" and I am absolutely in LOVE!  I have always been creative and artsy but, this is a new freedom for me!  Everything I've ever done creatively has been what seems to be so restrictive (or, at least, that is how it has felt).  Well, NOT ANY MORE!  Art journaling is a way to express everything I am feeling!  I can let lose and explore many new techniques and not have to "worry" about messing up the final piece.  It is a way for me to let go of my perfectionist tenancies.  So far, it has been very therapeutic!  And I absolutely LOVE IT!  I've started a journal for myself and then one for my best friend.  They are places where I can doodle, speak my mind, play and experiment!  On to the chores so that I can get to my therapy!  Toodles!!  :)

Happy New Year?

Well well, here it is yet another "new" year.  What exactly does that mean?  Resolutions are in full swing but, how many will fizzle?  I, to, am pondering how to "improve" my life in 2012.  Of course, it's all of the same resolutions that you always hear............eat better, get in shape, be a better friend, wife, teacher blah blah blah.  Ok ok, I'll try to have a better attitude.  No really, I do love my life.  I just find it difficult to realize sometimes.  I have a husband who "cherishes" me.  I live in a great community.  I have a wonderful job being a teacher.  I am, though, too far away from my family.  They live around 1800 miles away.  And by "they," I mean ALL of my family.  My parents, brother and his kids, sister, Aunts and Uncles, Grandma's etc.  I currently have an uncle suffering from ALS.  Anyone else affected by this disease?  It's terrible.  I got to go home for Christmas and was I ever glad to get to see my uncle.  I'm not too sure how much longer he has.  If you aren't familiar with this disease........like I said, it's terrible.  It steals you of all capacities except your wits.  So, even though your body is failing miserable, you are completely aware of what's going on around you.  You get to a point where you can no longer move your body.  You can no longer feed yourself because you can't move your hands never mind the fact that you can't swallow without aspirating.  Which leads you to having a feeding tube.  And then comes the ventilator.  Needless to say, it's TERRIBLE.  I think about my uncle everyday all day and wonder how he is doing.  Anyway, I guess that's enough for today.  I guess I should say that I'm not exactly sure why I started a blog.  I guess it's just a way for me to clear my head and to get some things off of my chest.