Oh how life changes in an instant. One minute you are sitting at a light behind a “loaner” car day reflecting on how lucky you have been with the current one you are in and the next you are watching (in slow motion) the front of a giant black car plow into the back of yours. I knew it was coming and I braced myself for impact but that didn’t soften the blow in fact it probably made it worse for my body. There were no skid marks just the sound of me letting out a loud yelp. As we crawled across the lanes to safety, I realized the car that hit me was no Prius. It was gorgeous with its massive lattice grill now imprinted on my bumper and 600 hp underneath its rippled hood. Turns out it wasn’t his car, he was letting his daughter take her drivers test in his and this was the ex-wife’s. You don’t even want to know what ensured after she showed up. I’m just thankful that my kids weren’t with me. At the last minute I had called my son to pick up my daughter from camp otherwise she would have been in the car. I don’t know why this happened on a Tuesday but it did and I’m sure in time the reason will reveal itself. Somewhere someone decided my path needed a minor adjustment. Have you seen The Adjustment Bureau with Matt Damon and Emily Blunt? <<– Chance, Choice or Free Will … a must watch.
And now my back needs an adjustment. The headache from impact lasted through the night so I called my chiropractor whom I hadn’t seen in probably five years. Don’t attempt to adjust your screen, this is me standing up straight.
Everything is good until you get to the mid back, then its off to the left I go, which makes my right side over compensate. We don’t know what happened, whether it was a curvature in its development or injury, I did fall off a statue I was climbing when I was young, landing on unforgiving concrete. Its funny you don’t’ realize how things that happen to you when you are a kid come back to haunt you decades later. This could explain my anxiety over kids playing competitive sports. Turns out there is evidence of arthritis too. Getting back into yoga is now quickly moving up the to-do list.
Monsoon season is here and so is my heat rash. I itch all over and it sucks. On the upside we have has spectacular sunsets.
Super A spent the week in Fashion Camp, it was phenomenal, by the weeks end she came home with a full sized AND reversible messenger bag along with pajama shorts all made by her. (I bought that fabric above, I dont know what I am making but I had to have it!!)
Birthday boy took us out to his favorite juice place Krisp, for vegan ice cream (its base is coconut milk). My first ice cream in years, I can’t eat the regular stuff.
Did you get your free Slurpee on 7/11?
usually the same, dig, dig dig myself out of the piles and I’m 25% done with the organizing project I started back in Week 5) .
Hubby decided to do the garage and somehow my beloved red PB captain chair ended up in the side yard. Plumeria are in full bloom and we still have lots of monarchs gliding around.
We had beautiful skies Saturday evening.
Found my newly added print work was featured on Crated – check out my gallery here, this is a site where I add he art and they do all the rest. I’m thinking this might just be the best thing since sliced bread.
Had to capture this on film, no PS4 no YouTubing …. actual playing outside. I miss that little kid that would spend hours in that pool, he has been replaced with a soon to be Senior that is going through the college application journey, both of us are trying to figure out how to navigate this new territory. Ever since his June birthday I have this countdown running through my head. I have 12 … 11 .. 10 months left with him. I know those of you with college kids will assure me that he will be back and that is true but a part of me still wants to find him asleep on his bed cuddled with his bear (do you remember that photo?) That question I asked myself back in 2011, How am I going to let go of this kid in four years?
I still don’t know how.