A Good Day.

No one says that anymore. "A good day to you, sir." "It was a good day." Today...today was a good day. For no particular reason, which is the best kind of good days. I walked with my mom and her friend this morning--a beautiful morn, crisp-ish, fall weather, yet warm enough to wear shorts, bright sun, fall leaves beginning to appear yet summer flowers sort of still blooming. Then I went to the co-op to buy bread flour because we are out and they sell it in bulk. I love the bulk food section at the co-op. All these things that I might like to try, but you know what.........I don't have to buy a big honking bag of it. I can take a taste size portion. It just makes so much sense.

Then to the cobbler. No one says cobbler anymore unless they are talking about desserts. I am here to bring it back. It just seems so much more civilized to say cobbler rather than shoe repair guy. Then, home to clean, roast more peppers, cook steel cut oatmeal for the week (We reheat it each morning: supes dupes good.), pickled some eggs (I hope these turn out better than the last...they were gross. Way too sweet, like there was a cinnamon or clove flavor or something. Ish.), still doing laundry, work on the powerball project, went to the goodwill to drop some stuff off, made pizza dough for supper, dug up the rosemary plant from the garden to pot so I can have it indoors this winter, walked Sophs, and just in general puttered. Tonight, we eat homemade pizza with homemade pepperoni and fresh mozzarella and roasted peppers. Then, we'll maybe watch a movie and just enjoy the evening. Tomorrow we are off to Fargo for family portraits, so it is good I got all that done. I am gonna gag pretty soon with all this positiveness oozing from me. But I do love me a productive day of puttering. Things that needed to be done, but that I was in the mood to do; serendipity, my friends, serendipity.

You can bet your sweet ass I made a list, though.

What Do You Daydream About?

Me?

The different ways that I WILL spend the PowerBall when I win it. This takes up a large portion of my walking time, my drive time, occasionally during class when the students are watching a video or working in groups, falling asleep, when I wake up and am lounging in bed, car trips, plane rides, probably in church if I ever went (that could be helpful, yes??)....pretty much a lot of the time.

It is fun. I don't daydream to escape my life; I love my life and where I am at. I do it because that is my personality; I have always daydreamed....pretending I am in a movie (What would the soundtrack be playing right now if this were really a scene? Things like that.), practicing speeches if I were to become President, playing "What If..." constantly. Things like that. I have had the same theme for about 5 years and kept telling myself that "When I win the PowerBall, I will be able to do just that." Then, last spring, things were set into motion that would begin to make that dream a possibility without having to win the PowerBall. It might take a little longer, but it can still happen. I didn't realize the power in that. Truly.

Seriously. I don't know that I have ever dreamt as much about something like this idea before in my life. Not whom I would someday marry, not what my wedding dress would look like, not what I would be when I grew up. And now.......it is actually coming to fruition.

It is scary. (What if it bombs? What if no one "gets" it?)

And powerful. (I helped make this happen...the kernel, the nugget of the idea was my doing. Not the whole thing, mind you. There is no way I could have set the wheels in motion on my own. I know exactly zero on starting this kind of endeavor.)

And inspiring. (What the hell else have I not been doing that I can just up and "do"?)

And mature (Wait. I can just have an idea and I can make it happen somehow? I don't have to ask permission?-----yes, I am 38, what about it? I still feel like a kid sometimes and I think that is a good thing. Young at heart, baby, young at heart.)

And passionate. ( I never would have even come close to persevering if it were something about which I was not this passionate. I would like to think that I would run with a good idea, but the truth is, I would have blown it off long ago.)

I am not quite ready to share "THE" Powerball idea, but I am just damn excited the meter is on. I'll keep you all posted.