Just noticed on my dashboard that this marks number 1000 in my writing here. Doesn't seem that long. As I topple over into a new era of writing wondering if I need to change my tone. I tend to whine and grumble a lot, especially lately, but have never been a blogger who was too awfully caught up in pleasing the crowd. I enjoy comments like the next guy, but don't write in order to get a response. It's more of a therapy for me.
I do know that I tend to be obsessive, and my mother has been my current one. With spring being in the air, though, I'm feeling a creative mood come over me and feel more myself, especially today. With us going to church last night, today is wide open in front of me and looking mighty restful. I'm in bed with the window open beside me. It's a mild day, sprinkling every so often, and the temperature is in the low 70s, and the sun is beginning to peek out. Really perfect. I've begun dinner with the bacon simmering (never have boiled bacon before) for Julia's Beouf Bourguignon (having a dickens of a time spelling it each time I type it out).
Will focus on cozy homey sorts of things, and not worries. Those will rear their ugly heads soon enough. Today is all about dinner and rest. And for that I'm thankful.
