While I have my share of things I am reacting to, most of the things that fill up the hours of my day are immensely satisfying. Lately, I feel like life has been so full of good things, that there has hardly been time or room enough to enjoy them all. Unfortunately, my stress level has been pretty high as I've scrambled to try to keep up with the fullness of life!
This evening I am enjoying a moment of calm that I've been looking forward to for several weeks. I write from a hotel room in Moab, UT. You see, my people and I are making our way down to Phoenix, AZ for another FIRST Robotics Competition regional with Clark's Prototype X team. I've looked forward to this trip for many reasons, but specifically, life has been so FULL that I have not had time to blog about all the satisfying happenings in our family. And I love writing on my blog. Very cathartic for me. I feel like I have been running absolute full steam for about three weeks straight. No bueno. Not healthy for me. Not so nice for my family. All the activities that have been keeping us
I have successfully put baby Peter to bed in a crib right next to me with his blessed white noise machine blaring the sound of a gentle rain storm. Now then, where to begin? I think I'll begin with today and then back track a bit.
Here is the family picture at Mesa Arch in Canyonlands National Park.
Glad to have everyone safely in the other hotel room watching Animal Planet.
Holy smokes! That's one good looking young man!
And now he's mad at me for saying that, but I'm sorry, it's true. I only speak the truth.
We had dinner at the Denny's right across from our hotel. It was very fun and funny. I, like my mother before me, got a case of the giggles over something and couldn't stop laughing. This is problematic when uncontrollable laughter is not appropriate-- Oh, say, when your family is singing together at a Christmas church function. This did not happen to me, but it did to my mother. Or when the extended family is gathered for a family picture and your face is all red from laughing and crying. Once again, my mother. Now, Denny's is a perfectly acceptable place to start laughing/crying/laughing. But, I fear I am getting worse as I get older. The laughter commences more easily and less predictably. It's only a matter of time.