4 (redo)

It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards.

~Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

So earlier this evening I sat on my little patio wiggling my freshly-painted toes in a roasting pan filled with sand and seashells and water from the Pacific Ocean.

I smiled and giggled and hoped my neighbors couldn't see what I was doing.

The sand and seawater and roasting pan were presented to me a while back in a cardboard box with instructions on how to affect the above photo.

The seashells were mine, collected on a trip last year along my familiar eastern coast, but added for the sake of realism.

;-)

Can anyone, by the way, explain to me why NJ beaches are devoid of proper seashells?

Anyway so... it's not exactly what I had in mind for #4, but it'll do for now and I learned a couple things:

sand from that other coast is very pebbly and must feel nice underfoot

the sea is just as salty-tasting on the other side of the country

of course I tasted it!

(that wasn't in the instructions, tho)

it's good to have friends who travel to far-flung places and are as nutty as you

(or maybe more so)

if you're going to do anything as silly as this, it's best to save it for that moment when the mood strikes you at the end of a very long Terrible Tuesday when you're sick of being the mean-social-worker-lady.

(silliness is an excellent challenge to meanness)

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Another attempt at 4 in last year's 39 by 40. I haven't quite perfected the new list just yet.

To feel such love

A lucky girl, my niece.

: )

Things I don't ever want to do

eat snails
a big year
refuse help
karaoke
stop trying
star in a reality tv show
forget to laugh
go to Disney World
believe the worst about people
work weekends again
be perfect
live too far from the ocean
miss the magic in an ordinary moment

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Thanks to MevetS for use of this photo!

What next?

Drew works for the ABA and is down on the gulf monitoring efforts to save birds affected by the oil spill. His blog is one I read for up-to-date information on the recovery efforts and today's update makes me heartsick...

Help me understand how this, too, can be happening?

Plans

Just add sunshine.

When I didn't know what hit me

I'm working on a different kind of list here in the last couple days before that birthday-which-must-not-be-named.

;-)

It's wanting to be a really long list and I'm having fun with making it. It's a list that commemorates the unexpected things that can happen over the course of a year, little moments that I never saw coming, things I had no idea I'd do in a run of 365 days...

I can't lie; it hasn't been the easiest year. There's been parts, in fact, that were so painful I can barely stand to speak of them.

But this is how you get over, I think: you make a list of the good.

So...

This year I:

watched an adult male harrier float over the red of an October cranberry bog

had dumplings in chinatown and alligator sausage in a cream sauce that's to die for

went to a major league baseball game. my first ever. on opening day.

(and the home team won!)

shared black raspberry ice-cream on the first day of summer

realized that I need someone who'll read poetry with me, or write it for me

;-)

spent an afternoon photographing a coworker's adorable babies

wished on a falling star in the mountains at Christmas

learned to like hugs from my big brothers

(well, almost.)

stood high above the New River bridge and then way down below it, again

hosted THE bird-blog carnival and survived

unknowingly started an airport postcard collection

had my hair blown wild as seaweed in a boat on Lake Superior

(and didn't puke!)

got hooked on lavender lemonade and yoga on the boardwalk

watched lots of spectacular sunsets

found the singular most beautiful orchid. period.

got my first ever parking ticket and had my first ever car accident (today!)

(the good in that isn't immediately obvious, but I'm hopeful)

learned to make an omelette and pump gas

finally got over some of my little-girl fears of swimming in the ocean

played poker for laundry money

learned what real heat and humidity feel like

found my 5th grade teacher on Facebook and she remembered me!

saw flamingos!

spent the better part of an afternoon lost on Rte. 3 and found myself at José Tejas

watched ravens weave invisible patterns with the wind

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Hem your blessings with thankfulness so they don't unravel. ~Author Unknown

I've been blessed this year, for sure.