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800 days ago
yes. the move is over but for emptying out the storage thing-a-ma-fred. It's been an interesting almost five months. I'm sure that at some point I'll go into more detail, with pictures. For now, this is what I get to do. Before anything else can happen, I need to update my membership level at flickr so I can take all the photos from the end of April til just the other day and upload them from the computer. All something-hundreds of them are off both my digital camera and my cell phone. The ones from my cell won't have any great quality to them, technically speaking, but it was sanity for me; much needed sanity. over and out
943 days ago
Ever want to talk about something but know that it's not in the realm of what is possible? There are things in that category which fall into the whole just-not-possible sub-category; things like wishing I could talk to my mom right now. Then there are things which fall into the it's-possible-but-not-prudent/productive sub-category; things like wishing I could sit with someone and cry, cry, cry. I've had plenty of time to consider this move, the pros and the cons. Mostly, it comes out even. But truly, it's that I have hope for better things for myself and my family. Knowing that doesn't make me feel better, though. Not in these final days here in Galveston. I'm trying to be as brave and strong and positive as super-humanly possible; I need to do this both for my husband and son as well as for my own sanity. But really, between you and me... I'm scared. I'm sad. I keep looking at things as, "this is the last time I will [fill in the blank] here in this place." But ...
956 days ago
Confession is cheaper than therapy. So, I was thinking about this last night: is there a time-limit to how long you can sit in that confessional? Do the priests have to listen to everything? I'd like to know this 'cause if I can just sit in there and pour my heart out.... shoot, I can handle the rest!
965 days ago
5-day Cruise for Two: $1000 Shore Excursion to Chichen-Itza: $150 Hearing your husband talk about ancient history like a pro: priceless.
981 days ago
I just watched the ELISSA pull away from the dock on her first sail with guests. There is nothing, repeat: nothing like wathcing her. It's amazing. It's heatwrenching. It's a return to olden days when there was nothing BUT weird-looking telephone pole-like masts filling these piers. I remember my first year here at the museum when it was daysail time. The first time they started that engine up, I got all misty. And that's just the engine. I love sailtrainging Saturdays because more often than not, I get to see them setting a few of the sails. And that's a sight, too. But there is nothing like being aboard when she's sailing. To stand on the fo'c'sl and have dolphins jumping out of the water off the starboard bow... wow. If/when I get a chance to upload the video I took this morning, I will.
