Thinking About A Shower?

I'm a rambling thinker. I believe that's obvious if you've read any of my Sunday SoC, or for that matter, any of my posts, at all.  But when I really need to think about something, to figure something out, to relax or space out, I go to my shower.

 Sometimes it has to wait until far after I'm more than sure both my little "angels" are asleep, or has to be much earlier than I'd ever like to admit that I'm awake.  But it's my alone time, it's my space.  If you can't be real or honest with yourself while you're in the shower shaving and getting your dirty off, I don't really know what to tell you.  I am at my most vulnerable when I'm behind that plastic liner, with the hot water spraying down on my face.

I come up with awe inspiring posts and witty conversation and come backs.  I'm better than any Hollywood screen writer, as long as I'm there.

I'm as peaceful as a monk who does yoga, as long as I'm behind that plastic veil. It doesn't last long, not nearly as long as it used to.  I don't remember half of the amazing, awe inspiring, awesomeness that comes out during the shower. But I love that time to think and to decompress and to find that awesome subconscious peace and calmness.


Inspiration for this post with great thanks from Bloggy Mom's Blog Dare for 2012.

When I'm moving to Ireland.

I've never been good about remembering awesome things I want to do before I die.

If I had ever written down a bucket list, the paper would be covered in lines through things I changed my mind about. And extra numbers and experiences added on the bottom of the paper, and the back, around the margins.

I have few goals that are 'big'.
I want to raise amazing, world changing, well mannered children. I want to.have a satisfying career. And I want to visit (have a vacation home) in Ireland.

Do you have a bucket list? Is it a mental one, or have you taken the time to physically write it out?

A Little Look Back

With a little inspiration from Bloggy Moms today I'm going to take a little look back at 2011.

It started like most years, a good plan that fittered out before January was over.

I then did this amazing thing, I got my first place, that is only mine. Well I share it with my kids. But I'm the only one paying rent.

Along with the move I did this other risky thing, reinventing myself online.  I decided I was more than just a momma, and my online presence should reflect that.

I also had some less than awesome moments, like where I maybe cursed at church, around my kids... and the pastor's wife.

But hopefully 2012 will be filled with more appropriate cursing, fun and blog fodder.