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replenishing time

"Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds. It dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings."  -- Anais Nin


i found this is an old blog post of mine, circa 2008.  reminds me to go home and water the "plant".

goals

I found this list buried deep in the piles of things I have written through the years.  It is an unfinished list of goals that I made about 5 years ago.  It's funny (and rewarding) to see what I have already accomplished. 

•  travel to Paris
• author a children's book
• buy a home (with a mandatory swing on my mandatory screened-in porch)
• watch Carrie Bradshaw on the Big Screen
• open a boutique in the Charleston area and become my own boss
• plant and successfully nurture a flower garden
• return the favor on all of the wonderful ways in which my parents have contributed to my life
• marry a wonderful man who makes me laugh (and then........)
• grow a big, beautiful pregnant belly
• learn to speak a new language (English - check, Spanish - check)
• sky-dive
• master the guitar
• wake up early enough to watch the sunrise on the beach
• take a road trip with no destination, just a tank of gas and lots of time
• kiss in the rain (without worrying that my makeup will run)
• re-discover that wonderful little body I lived in at 21, that I didn't appreciate until it was gone
• change someone's life for the better
• make a sizable contribution to a worthy cause

This list is still relevant to the dreams that I have.  Other than changing the "boutique" to a photography studio, I would say it is spot-on.  Finding this helped me to realize that I have accomplished a few sizable goals in the past 5 years, but there's still alot left on my short list that I need to get crackin' on.

things i'm loving

I'm a shopaholic.  This we know.  And I think that one of my problems is this - when I see something that gives me the warm and fuzzies (and there are many), I feel an urgency to have it/buy it/go there.  Right then.  No waiting.  And I go home (or log off my computer) and obsess think about it.  To a point of ridiculousness.  I have concluded that my obssession longing stems from two sources (1) a fear that the thing will be gone when i'm "ready" to make it mine or (2) anxiety that dementia will set in and i'll forget the item all together only to come across it at a later date and die right there on the spot when I realize I lived my life without it?  Don't know.  And since I don't see a rainfall of money in my near future making (1) slighlty impossible (frown) I will establish a resolution for (2).  A list.  To not forget.

hand stitched christmas ornament
this book and that book for sully
and this book for me
la samanna villas
shop mamie
special occasion banners
and these too
one, two, and three elements of design that i would just fall right over dead to decorate a baby girl's nursery in.  no better color combo for a little girl than pink and green!
these sweet treat supplies
way expensive, i know.  but just so beautiful, this scarf
and a more in-my-ballpark scarf


i'm sure i'll be back with more some other day.  so long for now...

visit:

breathing room.  an inspiring and long-awaited dream of my bf, miss cari d.  she launches her new yoga studio with a grand opening this saturday in portland, maine. 
go!

just loving this picture

of my mister and my sister, aka. sully and aunt p.p.

she was sporting her presh cropped haircut meant to be a warm-me-up for what my nephew calls her new "bald as a baby's butt" head.

and these of sully's christmas number 2...

 
he got to open one present from mommy and daddy
on the morning of christmas eve.


and apparently one wasn't enough...

we found him digging for more just before lunch.

with daddy on christmas morning.

waiting to see what santa brought.

and santa brought him a chalkboard.

with authentic santa message and signature.  :)

and a carolina football.

santa would have gotten out cheap had he only

known this would be sully's favorite gift.

but he did love the tractor too.

MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM THE GREIDERS!