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During today’s post-church drive, the gloomy gray of the last few days gave way to a brilliant sapphire sky.
And whether it was due to our time spent in worship, or the ambient excitement of the July 4th holiday, our moods were buoyant as we explored the great outdoors. Laughter flowed freely and little smiles appeared easily and words of respect and gratitude filled the air. With the unmistakable presence of God’s hand on my heart, the four of us walked, hand in hand, under today’s sapphire sky.
I’m excited to share with you my latest adventure. I’m now blogging for Women Out West Magazine: for women who live, work, play, and create in the west. The name of my blog is Loving Life Out West! And for this bright and shiny Texas girl, Loving Life Out West just seemed to fit. I’ll be giving a little inspiration to love life as I blog about ways that you can make small, positive improvements in attitude, change your perspective, and appreciate all of the wonderful things that life out west has to offer.
Thanks for taking the time to visit my site and for allowing me to share with you my latest adventure.
We just got back from a girls’ trip to San Francisco. On day two, my mom and I ran across the Golden Gate Bridge. My sweet dad, who didn’t realize the bridge had a pedestrian walkway, was excited for our adventure, but warned us not to step off the curb into traffic. (What a cutie!)
2008 was a year of physical transformation for my mom, so this run held special significance. We ran the 1.7 miles together, celebrating my mom’s new fitness level every step of the way. Our run across the Golden Gate Bridge will always be a run to remember.
Last weekend, we went to the Fort Worth Stock Show and Rodeo. All decked out in our cowboy duds, we looked like true Texans. Now, I would like you to take a look at that fella behind me. I do believe that he’s not just playing dress-up. Yes sir, I think he’s the real deal.
I don’t know if you’ve ever been to a stock show, but as much as this girl-who-grew-up-with-horses-but-who-is-really-not-that-knowledgeable-about-the-rancher-life can tell, all kinds of animals are brought together so that they can be shown and awarded prizes or scholarships. So, each type of animal had their own barn. And let me tell you: there are a bunch of barns. But for us who are non-showers, a whole barn full of sheep to look at, especially when we have the kiddos in tow, can be a little much.
Therefore, we arrived, went straight to the petting zoo (look at those little boots!!), then to the Rodeo. Right after the Rodeo, we told the kids: “Ta Da! That’s it!” Basically, get in, go straight to the main attraction, and get out before the little ones get grumpy. Our plan worked perfectly! With a little strategic planning, a great time was had by all!
On New Year’s Eve, the family tradition is always for 40 or 50 of us to go over to Tia Ana’s house, sing karaoke, dance, begin eating at midnight, and stay up to watch the sunrise. That’s been the tradition. But now that I think about it, it’s been a few years since I’ve stayed up to watch the sunrise. Two out of the last five years, we stayed home since I was pregnant. I think I saw the sunrise the year my son was a baby, and I know that last year, I only made it until 3:30 a.m. (Someone had to get up with the babies at 7 a.m.) Anyway, although I don’t always uphold the tradition (it’s tough when you’ve got little ones), it’s always the plan. This year, I didn’t make it. I was “helping” my daughter fall asleep a little after midnight, and ended up falling asleep myself. But, my four-old-son was a true party animal and stayed up all night long.
When we were in Mexico last week, we drove by the house where my husband lived from the time he was born until he was eighteen. Here’s the front entrance to the house.
Here is a shot of the whole house:
Right now, we’re on the way back from our week spent with family in Mexico. What a wonderful week of familia, fiestas, and siestas! I didn’t have access to my blog software this week, so I’ll be slow-rolling some blog entries over the next few days. And as I post these blog entries, I’ll be slowly resetting my internal clock. I’ve been on Mexican Time, and adjusting to American Time takes a little while.
Today will be my last blog from Project Refresh (I think this name might actually stick.) Tomorrow it is back to real life for me and back to my weekly blogs. I hope you’ve enjoyed the trip. Maybe next time you can come along to the beach or to Europe perhaps? (I hear France is lovely!)
Don’t work too hard out there. Take time for a break. If you’re feeling a little off balance, go and find a change of scenery, seek relaxation, and clear your mind. Your spirit will thank you for it. Oh, and give yourself permission to be weird. It makes life so much more enjoyable.
Today is Day 3 of Operation Clearing My Mind. Today, we’re in Austin.
You’ve heard of Austin, right? It’s the Capitol of Texas. And there’s this university that calls Austin home, but I can’t quite remember the name of that little school. I’ll tell you one thing: the school’s name is not Texas A&M University, which proudly boasts College Station, Texas, as its home (Gig ‘Em Aggies!)
OK. So, Austin has this campaign called Keep Austin Weird. Don’t you just love the slogan? Be free. Be an oddball. Be weird. And be proud of it. Makes me smile just thinking about it.
I like Anthony Robbins’ take on the whole idea of being weird:
Today is Day 2 of my Texas tourist experience. By tomorrow, I will probably have renamed my trip. But, for now, I’m going with Seeking Relaxation. I’m not sure why my trip must have a cool name, but sometimes I’m silly like that. Today, I’m sitting at The Riverwalk in San Antonio and a live band is playing. Andean Fusion.