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A conglomerate of all that is rolling through my head.  You can hardly contain yourselves – I know it.

- I got to go to a wine bar last night with a group of beautiful, successful working women and discuss writing and reporting and what it means to be a woman in media.  It was relaxing and fun and I met new people, made new contacts and discussed the possibility of a new freelance gig.  All around I had a great time.  And then I went home and watched So You Think You Can Dance and envisioned myself being able to actually dance and not just bootie shake.  Then I went to bed.

- School starts Tuesday.  At the beginning of this summer I was actually really thinking about homeschooling.  I enjoyed having the kids home and I liked not having such a rigorous schedule.

Um, yeah.  That’s not gonna happen.  It’s laughable even, if the thought of it didn’t make me want to cry.  I can’t wait to greet Routine with a gigantic hug and kiss next Tuesday.  I might even make her cookies and invite her to come share my bed.

- Tomorrow I have to leave my house a little before 5:00 am to catch a flight to Dallas.  I don’t know why I always choose the earliest flights possible, but for some reason I do.  The plus side is I get to see dear friends when I arrive and I will spend the weekend catching up with some of the people who hold sweet, sweet pieces of my heart.  I am very excited.

- There is a book that I need to write and I’m scared.  I’ve needed to write it for seven years now, but for seven years I’ve been scared.  It’s a personal book and I have been plagued by self doubt.  I’ve pushed it aside and made myself to believe that I’m not the right person for the job.  And maybe I’m not.  But if I don’t do it, I’m not sure anyone else will. 

I feel like I have the angel and devil characters sitting on my shoulders.  Only in my mind the angel character is a small girl with pigtails and mistmatched clothes.  In fact, she looks a lot like Punky Brewster.  And she keeps telling me things like, “You can do it,” and “Think of how this would honor those around you,” and “Man your hair looks good today.”  Okay, not that last part.  But it would be awesome if someone would whisper that in my ear daily.

The devil character is on the other shoulder and he’s a fat, sweaty man with a long knotted beard and a hairy chest sitting in a recliner eating cookies and chips.  He yells in my ear too.  He screams things like, “You’re not good enough!”  and “There’s no way you could possibly pull that off in any way shape or form!” and “Nobody’s gonna want to read that!”  And everytime he yells at me, flecks of sour cream and onion chips smack me in the chin.

*sigh*

Have I mentioned I have an overactive imagination?

In all seriousness, I really am trying to get past this crippling fear.  I hate being held back by something so lame.  The very fact that I am so scared makes me think that I probably am supposed to do this.  But it’s going to be hard and it’s going to take work and I don’t want to mess it up.  So we’ll see.

- The kids are watching a Star Wars movie (shocker!) and are consequently having a light saber fight.  It’s getting out of hand.  I should step in and stop it, but it’s making me laugh a little bit.

- The St. Louis heat has taken me by surprise.  It’s unbearable.  Which begs the question, why do we not live in Florida?  If we’re going to endure this type of heat, there should be the option of a beach close by.  Just my own personal opinion.

- The kids really want to go swimming today, but I have a lot to do so I’m not sure if it’s the best idea.  On the other hand, it’s 412 degrees out and nothing but sitting in a pool sounds appealing.  So we’ll probably go swimming.  Or maybe we won’t.  I’m feeling a little flighty this morning.  What? You could tell?  Oh…

- I need to work harder at speaking russian with the kids.  I really struggle with this.  We’re pouring time and energy and money into lessons to help them learn so by me not working harder on conversation with them I’m really doing them and myself a disservice.  On the other hand, it’s really, really hard to speak russian to them when they all gang up on me and they’re all different levels and my language just isn’t good enough to accomodate them all.  So I’ll keep doing the best that I can.

- Okay, the light saber fight has gotten out of hand.  I hear wails.  It’s probably time to step in and put a stop to it.  Or is this one of those situations where I’m supposed to let them work it out on their own?  That’s the more appealing option because it lets me sit on my behind a little longer.  But I don’t want to be one of them there lazy parents so I’m going to head out.

- Did I mention that school starts Tuesday?

Comments

  1. mel cable says:

    I loved this post, rambling and all!

  2. I say join the lightsaber fight and take the all down… Or beam them up Scotty. Go with the Angel…I know you can do it.

  3. I agree with your mom. Listen to the Angel. You CAN do it. I believe in you.
    As for your Russian conversations with chidren, try to start with comparing words or phrases in English and Russian. Say the same phrase in English and Russian. That’s my start way to introduce children to different languages. It works.

  4. 1- I’ll come visit you in Florida!
    2- I enjoyed reading your flightiness
    3- I too enjoy the early morning flights!
    4- I love that your kids are learning Russian
    5- I can’t wait till you write that book! Either way, published or not, I’d love to read it… im not just saying that either!!

    Have a great time in Dallas!!
    Yay for school starting!!!!

  5. I also heartily embraced Routine every year when the kids went back to school, but I never made her cookies. I think I’ll do that this year…even though my “baby” is 25.

  6. “Be anxious over nothing but pray over everything”. Good always wins over evil. Our God is an awesome God…it only takes a mustard seed of faith….God uses the ordinary to make the extraordinary…Don’t give the devil the satisfaction Kelli!!! You CAN do it and you should!

  7. Look around you – at your wonderful marriage, those terrific kids, your many friendships, the great work you do, the amazing activities you are involved in – do I need to point out more evidence of your capability? I checked with the Nike folks before posting here – and they agree with me – Just Do It!

  8. Hehehe…Tell Nike to pay me – it’d be motivation to Just Do It! Thanks Brad. :)

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