Wednesday, February 27, 2008

The Confessional

I have a confession to make... I am addicted to the internet. This unhealthy obsession began many years ago, when I was in junior high. I have gone through internet trends (Napster, Livejournal, MySpace, and now Facebook and Blogger) like a runny nose goes through kleenex, and still I want more.

And the acquisition of my iPhone has aggravated this condition. I now am connected to the internet wherever I am; stuck in traffic, boring meeting at work; and I too readily take advantage of it.

I read blogs, check the weather, keep up with several email accounts... At times I become a freakish internet stalker, existing entirely in a fictional realm and ceasing to interact with many people anywhere but the information super-highway.

Even my dogs have a blog....

Monday, February 25, 2008

The Late Show

As I walk my dogs along the road in the late evening, I pass the same house each time. From the road, the ethereal glow of two televisions can be seen through the opaque drapes. One television is turned to a sports channel, the other to CSI, or other such primetime show.

I know the people that live there, an aged couple with children and career long behind them. They are left with each other and their long-festering relationship. I'm so worried that when my marriage reaches its sixtieth year, our kisses will grow stale, our very presence a bother to one another, the only relief we find is in our separate television shows late at night; made even more sad by the juxtaposition with the blissful joy we live in now...

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

what if...

What if? Those heavy words sinking with the weight of their implications. A memory hit me today, poignant and painful; of a small mistake made long ago.

Why can't we live today so we won't feel regret tomorrow? Politicians, parents, idealists; all spend time trying to undo what was done.

We have a dog from an neglective home and every day I can see the ramifications of her previous owners' actions. What if she had been treated like we treat her when she was a puppy?

What if?

Friday, February 15, 2008


Bob left this afternoon to go camping with the scouts.

A few hours later, I received a phone call from his mother. His grandfather is in the hospital with heart troubles. They've given him six months to live.

How do I tell Bob when he returns????

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

The Spring has Sprung

This morning as I drove into work, dawn broke over the mountains for the first time in months. I had been driving in the dark in the mornings for so long, I had forgotten how pleasant it was to watch dawn break and to see the cars in front of me on the road. I felt instantly cheered and sure that the day would turn out warm and memorable.

However, spring failed to show its smiling face. As a matter of fact, my husband is stranded right now due to the poor weather. We had an incredible plan for tonight, and it's all been dashed against the rocks....

When will spring come?!

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Decision 2008

The last time I wrote, I mentioned our offer to take a job in Washington DC, and our intentions to take the job and move. Since then, we've been offered another (better) position to stay here in Salt Lake City.

We have spent all weekend thinking about where we want to be and what we want to do with our futures. And despite the loss of adventure, we're pleased to say that we'll be staying in Salt Lake City.

Monday, February 4, 2008


Skiing recently, I took a steep turn in a chute. It was the right turn to make, and I did nothing wrong. And yet, I found myself akimbo. My balance was off and I could feel the inevitability of gravity pulling at my body; urging me to careen down the steep slope. Feeling the hopelessness of the situation, I threw my body into the fall and I tumbled head over heels down the mountain. I somersaulted through a patch of powder and came back up having not misplaced anything, and with no more pain than a back full of snow.

And so it is in my current situation. Despite my best intentions, I've found myself perched precariously on the edge of a cliff. And after sitting for a few days resting awkwardly, I've decided to throw myself wholeheartedly into the unknown, hoping that I come out no worse for the wear.

We're moving to Washington DC within the next two or three months. Wish us luck!