Onto My Next 40 Years

My adventures in reading and writing



Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Sky

CFFC (Cee’s Photography)

I took this pic on a walk last week because of all the different kinds of clouds all in one space.  When I look at the clouds in the sky, I do 1 of 2 things – 1) I imagine myself flying through the clouds, lying on their fluffy coolness and spying on the world below or 2) I look for fun shapes in the clouds like in one of my favorite children’s books, It Looked Like Spilled Milk by Charles G. Shaw.  I would always read this book in Spring to my Preschool class and then we would take some white paint, drip it onto blue paper and then fold the paper in half and squish the paint around.  We would then take turns opening our papers to see what shape cloud we made.  Preschoolers have wonderful imaginations.  Sometimes I miss being a preschool teacher.


Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Crawling or Flying

CFFC: Crawling or Flying (Cee’s Photography)

It’s still raining like crazy, so I didn’t think I would find anything flying or crawling to photograph, so I went through my photo archives and came across this little fella crawling along.  I saw this tropical shrimp at the Monterey Bay Aquarium and was mesmerized by.  The way it slowly moved on those skinny little legs and that bright red color.  One of these days I’m gonna go there by myself so I can spend as much time at each exhibit as I’d like.  When you go with a group, you have to keep along together or you lose each other.  Plus everyone’s attention spans are different.  I like to just sit and get lost in the day dream of living underwater.

Gratitude Days 9 -14

I have a lot of catch up to do once again.  I didn’t realize how many days I didn’t blog.  Time to get back on track.

Day 9: What place are you most grateful for?

Right now, I am most grateful for my apartment.  I know it’s tiny, the kitchen has no space with which to really cook, and it always feels cluttered because there isn’t space for everything, but it’s home and there are so many people without homes right now, so I am grateful to have a roof over my head.
Day 10: What taste are you grateful for today?

I made this really yummy seared chicken with garlic rice and squash topped with a nutty honey lime sauce.  It was one of my Blue Apron meals and well worth it.  Since I have been working afternoons and my husband evenings, I have been making lunch our big meal of the day and today’s meal was the perfect boost to get going today.
Day 11: What holiday are you grateful for?

I have always loved Thanksgiving because my birthday falls right before it, but as I have gotten older I have truly come to love the holiday because my family makes a point to not only tell but also show each other how grateful they are for one another.  It’s a wonderful thing to know how much you are appreciated.
Day 12: What texture are you grateful for?

I am grateful for my big fluffy throw blanket that keeps me warm when I just want to curl up on the couch and forget the world outside.  I have had it for years and it probably isn’t as fluffy as it once was, but it’s the best blanket ever.  Sometimes I feel like a little kid who has to have her blanky or else all isn’t right with the world.


Day 13: What abilities are you grateful for?

I am grateful for my ability to cook.  There are so many people nowadays that don’t know how to cook and depend on parents/friends, quick and easy frozen meals or drive thrus.  But there is something about the creation of a meal.  All the chopping, slicing, grinding, zesting, mixing, baking, sautéing, etc. that comes together in the greatest culmination of smells and tastes.  There’s nothing better.
Day 14: What sight are you grateful for today?

The sight of the current Super Moon is amazing.  I wish I had a good camera.  I tried taking a few pics with my phone, but they didn’t do it justice so I just erased them.  I wonder if we will be living on other planets in my lifetime.  I doubt it, but I like to wonder about it.  All the possibilities.  I like to imagine there are infinite universes out there waiting to be explored like on the TV show “Doctor Who”.  I would  say “Yes” to being his companion without much thought though I would want my husband to come along too.  I wouldn’t want to experience all that without him.

And I am caught up again.  Have a great week everyone!!

Sunday Trees – 256

Sunday Trees – 256 (Becca Givens – On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea)

This past week was a tough one.  I was more tired than usual, having to really up the coffee intake and look for things to keep me and my mind busy, especially at work.  I was sitting at soccer practice watching my little charge run, kick, and save the ball, but I was, as I said very tired.  So I started scanning my surroundings for photos I could take.  Nothing was catching my eye until I looked directly above me.  All the intersecting branches big and small.  My mind wondered off into a daydream of a whole little world that could come to life in the tree.  A soccer ball to the shin brought me back to reality, but that brief little glimpse was enough to make me want to take a picture of the tree so maybe I could revisit my thoughts and make them into a short story later.

Below the Surface

Today I find myself sitting at the bottom of the ocean.  I came all the way out here to escape the world.  I’m so tired of chasing the American dream.  I’m so tired of life right now.  I need a break from texts, emails, push notifications, faxes, meetings, working lunches, drinks with clients, soccer games, play dates, number crunching, and all the rest. I just need to get away from the hustle and the bustle.  I need to get away from all the noise.

So, here I am sitting at the bottom of the ocean, away from it all.  It’s so quiet and peaceful down here.  I’m sitting still between the rocks, trying my best to blend in.  Just here mesmerized as the fish swim by.  They move so fast with those fins that look so paper thin.  I have all these muscles in my body, yet I can’t move as fast or as graceful as these tiny fish.  I watch them and wonder what they are thinking.  Do they think the same way we do?  Do they worry?  Do they ever think of escaping from their lives down here below the surface?  Do they ever wonder what it would be like to leave the ocean?  Do they know about land and all that goes on up there with the humans and animals?  Or do they just get to be down here blissfully unaware going about their day until they come along a weirdo like me?  I could sit here for hours wondering about their lives coming up with infinite questions about what goes on in their little heads.  Sadly though, my tank of air will run out  soon.  I don’t want to waste any of the time I have left.  I want to take it all in, so when things get tough, I can take a minute to day dream about this day.  I will remember how relaxed I felt just watching the fish.  The tension leaving my muscles from my shoulders to my toes.  Letting go of the feelings to hurry, hurry, hurry and do, do, do.  Deep breathe in.  Deep breathe out.  Heart going from racing to a meditative rate.  Just living in the moment.  Forgetting the past and not worrying about the future.  Feeling the rhythm of the ocean and just getting lost.


I have always wanted to go on a long voyage across the sea.  It’s on my bucket list.  I’m not good at planning vacations though.  I hardly ever take vacations.  Whenever I have gotten a break from work, I have just taken that time to get caught up on life/cleaning, sleep (a lot), and maybe read.  So I daydream quite a bit and because I am an avid reader, my daydreams aren’t always based on reality.

I dream of sailing to distant unknown islands where I find and befriend the locals who teach me about their home, feed me weird but delicious foods, and then just enjoy the time being away from civilization.

Or there are the times I feel down and dream of being on a boat, that runs into the hurricane from hell, that rips up my boat, leaving me stranded on a big piece of driftwood getting sunburned and dehydrated as I drift hoping to see land, but instead I begin to hallucinate that I am seeing mermaids.  They are friendly.  They bring me food and fresh water.  At night, they sing when I get scared and they shoo away the sharks  when they begin to get close.  Eventually they ask if I want to be a mermaid and I decide to go for it when I realize I will never see land again.  They give me a special food to eat that transforms my feet into a fish tail and the rest of my body to be able to handle the pressures of underwater sea life.  As I swim away, I smile and look forward to this new life and new experiences.

But the best daydreams are the ones where I am an explorer sailing across the unknown seas on a distant planet.  My crew and I are studying the ocean and the sea life.  Everything we encounter is new and has never been seen before.  We don’t know what dangers lurk beneath us, but it’s exciting all the same.  We are the first to explore. We get to name the creatures and plants we discover.  We write about our findings and take pictures documenting it all.  We know that one day everything we are doing here will be a part of the history books, so we take extra care in what we say.  We are out at sea for months at a time missing our families, but it’s all worth it because this is something that no one else will get to do it.  *sigh* Why haven’t we mastered space travel yet and found a planet to explore?

Maybe one day I will get my sh*t together and figure out how to get my butt on a boat and stop daydreaming.

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