These are the things that I wake up to sometimes.  Ummmmmm.

D has been away working.  For a week now I've been off work/single Mom/cook and canner/friend meeter/Sangria and champagne drinker.  D broke our camera.  It might not be a big break but it's a break.  So, this post is going to be about words way more than pictures.  I found some random crap, some old and some new, rolling around in my iphoto library.  So, I'm sharin'.

My brain has been buzzin' lately.  It's been taking me a while to get to sleep which is an unusual problem for me.  Maybe it's the longer days.  Maybe it's the end of the school year.  Maybe it's just a miraculous flood of energy and thought that I need to stop wondering about and do something with it instead.  I did spend the entire day house cleaning yesterday thanks to said energy.
Here are some things that have been distracting my brain lately:

This blogger kinda just makes me crazy.  She is just so raw and honest about her journey.  I wonder how it feels to just let that go out into the virtual world.  I find her writing not just inspiring but deeply thought provoking in an almost spiritual way.  I also share her feelings of frustration, depression and despair about our planet.  Happy times.

I don't have a picture of my beans or tomatoes.  I have a picture of these beets though because I thought that they were pretty.

I know that tomatoes and beans are not going to stop world hunger, ok?  But they are what's growing in  my backyard when everything else is just kinda limping along.  So I'm finding that multiple times (I kid you not) each day I'm going out there and checking out their progress.  I touch them, I talk to them and give them little bits of water.  I have these fantasies about being able to provide for my family's tomato and bean needs for the entire season through our own backyard.  Looking at those little green globes and the tiny little purple beans somehow helps me cope.

Kid #2 brought all this crap home on the second last day of school.  This picture is now in my office along with Kid #1's Mother's Day card.  This stuff is priceless.


I'm signing up for this half-marathon in October.  It will be my third one.  I'm making it a goal to come in between 1:49 and 1:59.  I've got some work to do but that's fun work.

Kid #1 took these random shots of our Xmas tree by running past it.  We must have about 50 of these kinds of shots but I  think that they're actually kinda rad.

I went here on the weekend.  I sat for quite a while in the park where people were playing, reading, talking, smoking up, laughing, sleeping, getting a tan and eating... maybe not all at the same time.  I was completely by myself... for a while at least.  It's strangely empowering, to be with people and not be with them all at the same time.  Somehow, in the warm Toronto sun at Kensington Market during pedestrian Sunday it felt like 'ME'.  It can take a long time to get to 'ME'.  You've got so many 'suppposed-to's' and 'shoulds' to do.  I guess some of us never get to 'ME'.  On Sunday though, I had fun with 'ME' there in the park, with my sandals off and getting grass stuck to my ass.  Feeling life all around me, feeling comfortable in my place there on the grass, not wishing I was somewhere else or with someone else.  Just 'ME'.

Kid #1 took this one too.  Totally untouched.  She's got an eye that one.