Here we are. Another tournament season (6 on the calendar right now) is upon us and the sun is shining (peeks outside, nope, that’s a lie) and I’m gearing up for travel season. Looking back at my post season wrap up, I feel pretty good about how I stayed focused on some of my goals. …
Took a one day trip to Durango two weeks ago, helped train new skaters at Skate School for the local league the next Sunday and now I’m headed to Abq for another game tonight. I forgot how much derby I can do when I’m not drowning in my own fluids. Oh, and I do NOT …
As promised, a less meaty post…sort of. Let’s rewind to May, the start of tournament season for this ref in 2018. Actually, a little further back than that. I applied to four tournaments this season and was accepted into five. NO CLUE how that happened. Unfortunately one aligned with a huge family reunion and I …
I plan to come back to a few things this coming week, including two tournaments, a family vacation and some realizations I’ve had about where I want my future to go. Right now, I know if I don’t get this post down, I never will. It’s fear that holds me back from this discussion, but …
via Daily Prompt: Vanish And then she was gone. That was always what they said, in the interviews, on the tapes later. She or he was there, then they weren’t. A crowded mall. A parade. A quiet walk home from school with some friends. They were all seen until they weren’t. It was the same …
I have to give myself a little laugh-out-loud right about now. Apparently I did publish that post last night and now I’m committed. Or maybe I should be committed… Either way. I better get a cozier chair for posting to these blogs because I’m going to make my best effort to meet this goal of …
What makes you tick? Does a pen and paper scratch at your soul? Do scraps of fabric and yummy bits of yarn weave through your dreams? Maybe a storm of spices and the sizzling of olive oil in a pan stir you? Or perhaps, like me, you can’t settle on any given thing for too …
It’s always difficult to get the day started. I don’t want to face all the things that need to be done just to get out of bed. Pull off the warm covers, feet to the floor, stumble to the bathroom and throw on the light (squint, squint). I’m not what you would call a morning …
Bountiful Words, Beautiful World 