Mobile blogging

Pretty neat! I can blog directly from my phone! Including sending pics.....the tester. . .Lovely eh?!

posted by dee @ 7:05 am 0 comments

too many hours in a day

I should be sleeping but I am listening to a episode of In Our Time and playing with this blog instead. It's been a long day. I don't get much time to myself other than when the kids are in bed but today they were all off and running. The little guy to his Dad's, middle man was visiting a friend and the oldest was off playing frisbee golf with his friend. I was suddenly left with hours to myself. It's always a very odd thing to be on my own. Never feels quite right. I honestly don't know what to do with myself when it happens and so today I sat around and did nothing. That's right absolutely nothing. I could have read. I could have cleaned. I could have gone into work for a bit. I even brought home work and yet I didn't do that either. I sat. Cried a little. Felt just so very much alone. I suppose I just need to get used to it, surely it will happen often now as the older ones grow up and have lives of their own and J being gone every other weekend. There are bound to more saturday afternoons that I will spend alone. I just simply don't like it much.


Maybe it was because it caught me off guard. I wasn't expecting to be alone so I hadn't the time to think about it prepare for it. Plan for something to do. I don't know...this whole thing...the whole move and starting over just has me a little more unglued than I care to admit. I keep thinking it'll get better andmost days it feels as though it is. Until I hit a day like today. A day with just too many hours in it.


Do you know those days when you are busy or happy that you honestly wish the day was longer. One more hour to get something else done or just praying the day would never end. I want those days back. I want to quit wishing the day away just to get through another one.

posted by dee @ 6:11 am 0 comments

"these fickle, fuddled words...."

Well, here goes nothing. I have been thinking of doing this for ages, being a long standing journal writer this seems a natural progression. I've no idea what will end up on these pages though so any readers must bear with the fickle, fuddled words that find their way out of my mind.


In case you are wondering the title is from a song. I love lyrics...they can be so very poetic. I love to read so when I hear a song I really like I find myself combing the internet for the lyrics to it. This particular one is called The Space Between by DMB (Dave Matthews Band). The verse in question goes like this:


The Space Between
The tears we cry
Is the laughter keeps us coming back for more
The Space Between
The wicked lies we tell
And hope to keep safe from the pain
But will I hold you again?
These fickle, fuddled words confuse me
Like 'Will it rain today?'
Waste the hours with talking, talking
These twisted games we're playing


And on from there....


It's always strunk me as curious....what could possibly be so confusing about that simple statement? 'Will it rain today?' But there is quite a bit that can be behind those little words. Are you hoping for it, pleading it not to come, or perhaps just wondering the possibilities. Words are a funny medium that can be easily mistaken and misunderstood. Not just in a text based form such as this but in person as well. What sounds sharp and biting to one person may be taken as playful to another.


I choose my words carefully and thoughtfully. Perhaps more so than I should at times. Instead of just letting it all hang out I guard myself with simple brief statements instead of the long winded thoughts that race through my head. Here I'd like to think I will let those long winded thoughs flap in the breeze. I will try. I will also hope that no one is knocked unconscious with a gust the sheer boredom.


With that in mind I will skip the whole introduction part of begining something of this sort...you'll figure it all out along the way if you care to. :)

posted by dee @ 4:00 am 0 comments