fresh wind

Since I last wrote, I had a celebration of my birth. Yes, that's right, I'm now 24 years old. I don't know why 24 sounds so much older than 23. Then you say twenty-five out loud and you're like geez that's so much older. I don't want to be 25 so I think I'll just stay 24 forever. Of course, before I saw the movie "The Number 23"I would have said I'll stay 23 forever because that is my favorite number. But apparently that number is crazy. I guess you'd have to see the movie...

Anyway, life is rolling along. Not a whole lot to write about. I mean, there's always something going on, but nothing anyone would really want to publish a book about. Then again, there are some books out there that make me think, "Really? Is this what you're goin' with?" So who knows...maybe I WILL write a book one day.

Well, I've got some things coming up on the calendar that I'm pretty excited about. I've never been much of a calendar girl (not the kind that you SEE on a calendar but the kind that KEEPS a calendar). I always felt that being THAT organized bogs you down. But then I've also found that it's a way to remember things you don't want to forget.

like the circus. and andy davis and dave barnes. and my Carolina trip. and the Lechners coming into town. and the Dave Matthews concert...and I know there's something else I'm leaving out....

Anyway, calendars are good things if you don't let them control and rule your life. I've seen way too many people become obsessed with their agenda...when they have to be where...and it's really quite overwhelming to me. Let the days and weeks take you where they will. Have a rough idea of what's to come but be open to interpretation...

So until next time...it's the circus for me.