A Day In My Life

The Waltons

From 1972-1981 I looked forward to the Waltons each week.  I always felt like John Boy and I were kindred spirits.  Oh, I didn't have a crush on him or anything...I just always felt like i COULD be a writer, and that I had a book in me just waiting to come out...just like John Boy.

Now, I find myself looking forward to weekdays from 3-6 as the episodes of The Waltons is replayed.  I don't get to see all three each day, but I have watched enough of them in the last two months to fall in love with it all over again.  I find myself wishing for a desk, by an open window to write:

 

I have found a problem though...the last few weeks John Boy has been in NYC, Mary Ellen has become VERY whiny, and Grandma has had a stroke.  I have found myself longing for the earlier episodes and missing John Boy.  I mean really...why did you have to go off to NYC anyway?

Sooooo, I ordered the first to seasons of the Waltons this week and I am IMpatiently awaiting their arrival.  When they get here, there may be nothing else being accomplished for a bit.

I find myself thinking about that book inside of me, again.  AND I am happy that my Lauren found her writing voice at an early age too.  Though she isn't writing right now, I hope she will find her way back home to it again.  I do have a book inside of me, and I have thought about it alot lately.  My biggest barriers?  Fear (hey John Boy was afraid too) and the fact that it needs illustrations, and though I do feel as though I am an artist, I am NOT an illustrator...I do not draw.  So, for now...I have a chair by an open window, and my notebook sitting there waiting for me and John Boy in my heart!

Dancingly, Denise

Half Full? or Half Empty?

 
Before I explain the title of this I want to thank everyone who has emailed me about my Disney Scrapbook pages.  Read on to discover the half empty/half full idea:) The number one question has been HOW DO YOU DO IT?  From both seasoned scrapper and beginners...sooooooo I have decided I will put together a tutorial showing you how I do one of my Disney paper piecings...I just don't think trying to explain it is going to work, so I will add step by step pictures.  WHEN?  You ask?  Give me a few days, we have an incredibly busy time coming up with getting Lauren ready for Cosmetology school.  I hope to have it up and on the blog by Tuesday, so keep checking!  PLUS I have a Disney autograph book to show you too, I'll take pictures of what I have done so far in the next day or so.

So, Half Full or Half Empty?  It is a question asked all the time.  What kind of a person are you...a half full kind of person?  Or a half empty?  The other day Julia Roberts was on the Oprah show.  I like Julia, and I can't wait to see Eat, Pray, Love.  I read the book when it first came out and I loved it, very jealous of someone that can just pick up and travel around the world, but I probably wouldn't go even if I could:)  ANYWAY...Julia was talking about the movie and she was talking about her life.  Julia smiles all the time, have you ever noticed that?  When she talked about her real life you could see that she was totally enamoured by her life with her husband and children.  One thing she said that really stuck with me was {I lay in bed at night and my last thoughts are "I get to get up and do this all over again tomorrow"} It stuck with me, because I am afraid to admit that lots of times I head to bed at night lately thinking "Geez, do I have to get up and do this all over again tomorrow"?

Since she was on Oprah last week I have gone to bed every night and thanked God that I will be able to get up the next day and do it all over again.  And you know, just that little bit of change in thought has made a tremendous amount of difference.  Yes, I get tired of doing the same thing day in and day out...but geez, look how lucky I am...every morning I have 16 hours or so stretched ahead of me to live the life I am creating.  I feel like I am heading towards being a half full sort of gal!

See you tomorrow...cuz I get to do this again too!

Dancingly, Denise