Iknow... 2 blogs in one week. But I figured I hadn't updated in about a month or so, so here I am.

James' season is finally over. So he now goes to pit practice at Hendrick every Monday. That makes me proud of him. Work has been moving quickly for me.I am going to Phoenix in January for a meeting and to Boston in May for another one. The one in May isn't for sure and it's over our 5 year anniversary. Can you believe that it's almost been 5 years? I can't. Okay, maybe I can.

In other news, I am sick of people saying how they are going to move to Canada or some other reiculous country since Obama became our President. I was on Team McCain, and voted for the first time, for him.And yes, I was horribly disappointed when he lost.However, I find it stupid to say that you would move to another country. Do you even know how Canada operates as a country? I didn't think so. But go ahead and try it. And don't call me and cry when it sucks.There is no point in being upset or mad about the person the majority of America chose to be our leader. Where is that going to get you? So, I just try to remain hopeful it works out.

I had my portfolio pictures done last month. When I get a chance, I will post a few.

Anyways I must be going. There is a mountain of laundry eyeballing me. Sorry if their are typos in this post, I am posting from my Blackberry. I know.I'm popular.

Hugs,
S

Love.

I know its been awhile. But life happens sometimes and I get busy. Today is more of a journally post. I was watching one of my shows. I love my shows. They get me through the week sometimes. I love the writers of the shows- I wonder if they are writing from their own experiences.

I watch as an older couple in their 70's say goodbye to eachother for the upteenth time while she goes into surgery because she has a recurrent brain tumor.They look at eachother. But its not the kind of look like, "I'll see you soon." Its the look that says, "I am your person and you are mine, forever...no matter what happens." Sometimes the future scares me. It holds so many things. New careers, travel, possible additions to family, and somewhere along the way, it ends. I know- that probably seems horribly dire. But its true. One day, the people whom we love won't be there anymore. My person, won't be my person anymore. I adore my person. He's been my person for 9 years...you learn a lot about a person in 9 years. More than their favorite color, food, place to visit (all of which tend to change.) You learn their dreams, desires, what makes them sad and what makes them happy. Can you imagine looking at the same person, the same eyes for over 50 years? No matter what happens, they will always be your person.

So here is to everyone's persons. Tell your person how much they mean to you. Because you are their person too.

Hugs
S