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Haiku for August 1

 A sense of sadness
The month when school doors open
More work, fewer zzzzzzzs

I woke up this morning with a touch of depression. Since forever, June and July have been my favorite months. I like the letter J, I love the brevity of the four-letter names, and I crave the warmth and freedom that ensues. Now I have to wait 10 more months for my favorite time of year to come around again.

So today I mourn the passing of June and July. I put my wistfulness to use in the Haiku Buckaroo contest. Write your own and enter (by August 10).

Meme: 8 Random Facts

I’ve been tagged by Furrow.

The rules:
Let others know who tagged you.
Tell 8 random facts about yourself.
When you’re tagged, post these rules and 8RF about yourself.
Tag 8 other people.

My 8 Random Facts:

  • I have lived 8 time zones to the east of home (Syria) and 8 time zones to the west of home (Japan). Like those 8s.
  • I proposed to Roger. At a Bronco game. On the DiamondVision scoreboard.
  • I have never had a PBJ sandwich.
  • I played the piccolo in high school.
  • I would go to great lengths for a really good mojito.
  • I was told by a ski instructor my first time out that I had “rubber knees.” The nickname stuck (the comment was overheard by a member of the church group) and it took me two decades to get back on skis.
  • When I was a Brownie, I won a baking contest for a recipe called, “Rickety Uncle.”
  • I can usually guess the time within about 5 minutes.

So, if you’re reading and you haven’t already blogged 8 Random Facts, consider yourself tagged. Comment here when you post your own.

Observations of a Control Freak

Anyone who blogs is probably a control freak. We write to bring order to chaos. To understand the mystifying. To get people to do something, even just to agree or disagree.

As any of the three people who live with me will attest, I fit nicely into the CF category.

Yesterday evening while driving home, I noticed a stunning sunset over the mountains. The clouds had mercifully rolled in, and created a canvas on which the sun painted various shades of pinks, blues, purples, and all hues in between.

This sunset happened without any impetus from me.

So I started thinking about other amazing processes and events that I don’t have to influence. They pretty much happen when I just go about my business. Here they are in all their random glory:

  • My digestion, respiration and other bodily functions happen without a lot of controlling on my part.
  • When I go to a store expecting to buy certain things, 99% of the time they are there.
  • Neighborhood streets are clean and passable.
  • Trees shade my house.
  • Water evaporates, becomes precipitation, hits the earth only to evaporate again.
  • My husband comes home every night.
  • My children keep growing taller and wiser, no matter how I might thwart their efforts.
  • Sunrises and sunsets like this happen all over the world every single day!

Truly, I am part of something much grander than I. I can relax. I don’t have to try so hard.

Now if I can just remember that today. All day. Every moment.

Or is that too controlling?