Five Years.

You're not going to believe this, but I wrote my first lame post in January of 2007! Five years! I did something for five years. Something I'm kind of proud of.  Whoop whoop!

I wrote about blogging once before, way back in '09 for you young'ns.  I just reread it and I do love it.

In honor of my blogiversary, and because this blog may be lacking honor,  I am going to post something here once a week [or more] for the rest of the year.  That's a present to myself because I let too much of my life slide by without giving it the treatment it deserves.

And some other seemingly random, but in truth nonrandom things that I am going to gift myself  here [as inspired here by the brilliant Kris Scott as a tribute to her friend Karen] so that it will hopefully give me the extra push push I need to make them real.  I am not going to try to do these things, I am going to do them.

Get strong.  I am going to walk, run, and do other frequent challenging body movements that don't involve housework. Starting today.  There I said it.  Last fall, before I stopped the pretty great routine that I had going, I called myself a runner. To myself.  Maybe someday I can call myself that and someone else can hear it too.

Get smart. I will more fervently practice the greater awareness that I know I have the capacity for.   And slightly related: I am going to continue to read books at the same or greater level and pace than I have been doing for almost two years. I am a reader, and I just said it outloud.

Get thick.  My skin is never thick enough for all the ridiculous things that try their evil penetrations on me.  How to do this best? Not sure.  IMHO, worrying about things that don't even matter is the biggest waste of time that a liver of life can let happen.  I let, because the elusive and greatly desired awareness slips.

Get rollerblading.    It's actually a substitute for something I used to want to do.  I always used to want to sky dive and I really don't want to do that anymore.  I'm going to Rollerblade instead.

Get better at these other important things:

Keeping my cool.  Yes people, I lose it more than I want to tell you.  It's embarrassing.  Awareness.

Dinner. Always dinner. And food in general.  Proper planning would do me some wonders.

Getting there on time.  It's a sickness, I've never been on time for anything. Proper planning...

Compassionate  mothering.  I too often react harshly instead of lovingly.  I noticed that the more compassion and understanding I show my four little people, the more really good days they have.  What also happens when we all have good days is that I give them more me, the good me that I am proud of.  I just have to relax the perverse human instincts that make me put too much importance on things that really don't matter and take me away from being present. Easy. Awareness.

So I think that's enough for now.  I'll track my progress here, I am posting once a week after all.  If you want to shoot me a note or something to inspire or harass me or whatever about how I am doing, feel free.  It actually might help.