Pure Boredom


I always feel like people (including me) are always wishing for more time.  More time in the daylight, more time for vacation, more time to spend with a loved one, more time to enjoy life.  I really feel like I have forgotten how.  This is the first full day my son has been away at camp and I remember how excited I was for him to go and experience being away from home, but also how excited I was to finally get a little time to myself.  Yet I am here, laying in bed.

Isn’t that just pathetic?

I realize too late how out of touch I am.  I have no idea what to do other than twiddle my thumbs and hope I can come up with a decent place to go shoot some pics tomorrow.  I could have shot some today, but I couldn’t think of anywhere to go or anything to shoot.  Here’s to hoping inspiration hits tomorrow.  I realize that I am in charge of getting myself out of this rut I have been in for the past eons of time, but for tonight, ice cream and netflix it is! 😉




My teen is heading out of state.  He’s never been so far away from home before.  I’ll admit, I am a bit nervous, but super excited for him to experience things without me hovering about.  I remember my church retreats growing up.  I had so much fun with my friends away from my parents.  I hope he has a blast. ❤

Once Bitten…


A co-worker of mine just got back from Iceland yesterday.

And I’m green.

He told of a place where the summers have no night, and the cuisine, the freshest ever tasted.  A place where you can bathe in these geo-thermal pools of water, and watch geysers spring up from little cracks in the ground.  All of this reminded me of my trip out West with my mom.  Thank goodness we had gone when we did, otherwise, we probably wouldn’t have gotten the chance to go.  I remember being in complete awe of this vast land untouched by man.  These mountains, and these cliffs and these tunnels and these man-eating bison!  Ok maybe they weren’t man-eating, but they look like they could devour a man if they wanted to.

So now I am inspired.

This is a pic I snapped of the Midway basin at Yellowstone.  They tell you not to step off the bridge or you could fall through the earth.  I’ll be honest, it did freak me out a little.  There were no rails, and just a friendly little shove could send you hurtling through the surface into the scalding water below.

I miss it.

I feel like when you travel to sight see, you are actually living.  You are fulfilling dreams and checking items off of your list of future regrets.  I remember being at Zion National Park in Utah, and being so scared driving so close the cliffs.  I swore, one wrong turn of the bus and we’d be toast.  People had asked if I had dared to hike Angels Landing to which I replied “not only no but HELL NO.”  I remember reading that on that trail, there had been 5 or 6 hikers to plummet more than 5,000 feet to their death.   Towards the top, there is steep rock and one flimsy metal chain link to keep you tethered to the mountain.  No thank you.

However, take a trip to Honeyville to Crystal Hot Springs to sit in the mineral water, I am so there 🙂

Happy Travels.


Playing Catch up

No Matter how hard I try to keep up, I am always falling behind.  There is just not enough hours in a day.  And maybe I’m a bit lazy and really enjoy my relaxation time, but I always come to regret not having finished or continued as I had planned.