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Dont' Deny Yourself of YOUR Fuel

A Dancing BAG Lady just isn't herself without fueling up on some great music. Why would I deny myself of fuel that I know I need. It puts a spring in my step and song in my heart. I feel as if I could conquer all my fears, a female likeness of a young John Travolta.

I carry my Ipod in my Traveling Sanctuary bag. Won't leave home without it, yet lately I haven't been listening. I think to myself how listening to a few songs would do me good and yet I don't do it. Finally today I turned on the tunes. My heart and spirit lifted. AHHHHH!

Its one thing to have a full tank and another to put a spark to that fuel.

I've concluded that I just wanted to wallow in some self pity. Not a good place to be for an extended amount of time. Thank goodness I kept my music with me, so when I finally pushed my ego aside I could make a speedy escape.

Multitasking- Yah Right!

Ever watch a movie and read a book at the same time? Well of course NOT!!!! We shouldn't be paying the bills, making supper, folding clothes AND listening to our family all at the same time either because it CAN NOT, I repeat CAN NOT be done. Traveling Sanctuaries need to stop for fuel. Stop and tune into what's going on around you.

Multitasking??? Yah Right and I've got a device I can sell you that allows your brain to independently think about multiple things at the same time. Quality trumps quantity every time.

I Haven't Stripped In a While

Ok I am checking my math, but um..... yes I think I am correct. I graduated high school 23 years ago this last May. Reconnecting with your high school classmates through Facebook can make one drift back a bit, especially when there are many you haven't seen since that day.

The labels we put upon ourselves and others seem frozen in time. You go about your new life. Some go to college, others marry. We may have pasted new labels over the old only to resurface again perhaps. You lose track.

I reminisce of times when the only label we knew was "friend"! Without the labels we hunted frogs, ate cheerios with chocolate chips, had our own spaghetti eating contests (without utensils), learned to dance in the basement, circled together and cheered before games, had sleep overs on the tramp and in the camper.

Sure we had our spats and immature actions, but "friend" screams louder.

As I age, I find it necessary to strip myself and others of labels and return to my frog hunting, spaghetti eating, dancing, cheering FRIEND. Its a label that covers in all the right places and flatters all figures.

Room to Grow

We planted these at the camper in May. I watered them only 2 - 3 times during the summer. Reminds me that I should give my children a bit more room to grow without me hoovering over them. They will flourish as I keep a watchful eye from a safe distance.

Vibrant!

Beautiful!

Here's to a wonderful beginning to an Indian Summer.

Sleep on It

Sometimes all you can do is sleep on it! As long as I can get out of bed the next morning I'm doing OK.