1 May 2011

The habit of weekly journal posts to chronicle the life I'd surely forget without proof, even in the frame of a week, has made me realize two things.  First, the details or my life are blurry, even after just one week.  Like most, life is simply too busy.  Were it not the chicken scratched notes and to-do lists that I've scribbled onto the cheap calendar I carry around town, called My Life on Paper, I'm pretty sure I couldn't recount a single detail.  Short-term memory cells pretty much depleted upon childbirth, that's my excuse.

Second, I'm ready for Summer Break so that I can ditch schedules, calendar and afternoon homework.  Time to relax!

Each morning, I hit the ground running, crash, breath, then do it all over again the next day.  I'm not looking for sympathy, hard work is a blessing.  I believe that, I do.  But there is a tipping point, we all feel it.  Thankfully, I'm still in the stage of life that includes...wait for it, wait...Summer Vacation!  And trust me, everyone in our house is counting down the days until we can kiss the morning school bell goodbye, at kick it up easy for two months of summer fun.  Until then, we're plugging away.

Last week, like all the others before, was nuts.  The few pictures I managed to take, born now from a self-imposed blog deadline, are our weeks best.  It was only after I sorted through last week's pictures that I realized their thematic similarity.  Last week was Animal Appreciation Week!

 I love our backyard gate with it's wild red ginger plant weighing against it.

Last week we found a Jackson Chameleon in our backyard!
 
We caught it, we held it, we fed it, we built a habitat for it, and then, he escaped.  It was the pet that was never meant to be.  Even the new red beta fish (named, U'la u'la--Red, in Hawaiian--) was no consolation.   

Thankfully, like her sweet owner, Sophie the Golden, is always willing to comfort and listen to a secret. 

 

 Always on the grow,