Back to the grind.

Another Monday...
I find myself wondering what happened to that creative, fun loving and attention mongering Mary I love. Lately I have been real down on my current work life. I know the economy is terrible and getting a new job is not what I am looking for. I just need to start doing things to satisfy this theatrical element in me. I recently purchased a notebook with full intentions to begin writing again. I used to write all the time; poems, songs, random stories. I think this will be a good way to start milking those creative juices out of me again. I think this was inspired by a recent karoake night. I sang "Welcome to the Jungle", again, but this time something was different, it felt so good to sing and I got some great compliments from Blake and some other friends. Made me feel like if I really put my mind to it I could maybe write some songs and perform just for the fun of performing. I love being in the spotlight, literally on stage in the spotlight. It ignites this energy in me and just gives me a good feeling.
My girlfriend Bobbi also had a hand in this turn towards the artistic. She is getting a massage therapy license and has been doing a lot of concertrated studies in the healing arts. She recently did a toe reading on me, I know weird, but she was so dead on when she addressed some issues I have been quietly processing and gave me solutions to my woes without knowing it. It was an amazing experience. She told me to start writing. Anyhow, anyway, just get back to writing. We will see where this takes me.
I have also been thinking about creating learning opportunities for my children through hands on experiences. Eddie and I weeded the side yard yesterday and this weekend we are going to get some pumpkin seedlings and plant them. I am also going to start a compost pile next to the pumpkins and begin growing some herbs at the end of summer. I used to have a garden and I miss being outside, putting my hands in the dirt. It just makes me feel good to grow something on my own. I can't wait to share that experience with the boys. I invited the neighborhood kids to participate; the eldest, Aaron, asked if I was going to pay him for his services and I offered to share everything he helped to grow. That seemed like payment enough, cause he has joined the ranks of the summer garden team. I will post some pics after Eddie and I get done playing in the yard this weekend. I didn't take pics yesterday, Eddie was covered head to toe in dirt. Gotta love being a boy!
Well, that's it for today...