home again, home again, jiggity jig!

Journaling on vacation to me is updating my Facebook status via my Blackberry, when I remember, and if I have reception.  I don’t win on consistency here.  So, the fact that I’d been to Topsail Island several times years prior, and that I was a slug in the sun the first couple of days, I didn’t do too much, and most of what I did, I’d done before on previous trips… and lots are things I must look to fb to recall.  I can relay I had a blast and relaxing came easily.  That my perspective was made anew, even rejuvenated in the hopes to make it through another over-scheduled year.  The end of the vacation, as we spent a couple days at Lake Anna, was what has stayed fresh in my mind as it was my last bought of freedom before reality hit.  My favorite memory is hanging on to either one of the boys on back of the jet-ski with my little feet, in dire need of new nail polish, turning into suction cups before my eyes as we zipped through the lake, wind in our hair, water splashing at our faces, and giggling.  Lots and lots of giggling.  Actually, the most entertaining for me was when Elliot realized during my turn to drive that I was crazier behind the wheel than him; a practical impossibility, especially from someone so seemingly placid in comparison to a teenage boy.  Then, later to overhear both boys confirm that riding on the jet-ski was the “best ever” with me, even topping Grant’s solo ride, because I giggled so much (and didn’t give them instructions).  Be free my little birds… ok, not really so 60’s hippy-ish, but it is vacation and we need to let loose.  Along with many others, I have retained such sincere, sweet memories to cherish for many years to come.

Viva la vacation!

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About Heather.B

I'm a thirty-something (how did I get so old?!) esthetician (Jan 2009), soon-to-add holistic services (Jan 2013), and then onto business school with a few more endeavors in the works. Stayed tuned though as this changes often. I call it "what-to-be-when-I'm-a-grown-up ADD" - but here's a great quote of encouragement if you're similar in nature: “The experience of centering was one I particularly sought because I thought of myself as dispersed, interested in too many things. I envied people who were ‘single-minded,’ who had one powerful talent and who knew when they got up in the morning what it was they had to do. Whereas I, wherever I turned, felt the enchantment: to the window for the sweetness of the air; to the door for the passing figures; to the teapot, the typewriter, the knitting needles, the pets, the pottery, the newspaper, the telephone. Wherever I looked I could have lived. It took me half my life to come to believe I was okay even if I did love experience in a loose and undiscriminating way and did not know for sure the difference between good and bad. My struggles to accept my nature were the struggles of centering.” – [from Centering in Pottery, Poetry, and the Person by Mary Caroline Richards] I'm a lover of animals (especially my bird and cat), my niece and nephew (and #3 on HER way), and plants; an avid crochet-er (and other crafty things), amateur photographer, baker extraordinaire, dreamer of travels far away (camping and road trips settle me for now), searcher of different music, and beloved daughter of The King. Add in a penchant for being taught new things, and you've got a good idea of what you're dealing with here. I, also, have an endocrine disorder (PCOS) that causes me to have a low carb diet and an insatiable appetite for holistic health (along with a big butt) - I console myself with the reminder that there are worse things, like being eaten by an alligator. Lastly, I've found I get bored easily and procrastinate like it's my job. So who knows how steadily I'll contribute to this. Welcome! If you choose to read this, I've warned you fairly ;), and I really hope you enjoy the variety of my life. Please send me a note and let me know about you!

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