Some Things I've Done

I uploaded some pictures on Google+. They are of fun things I've done in my life. Mostly the past few years. As I was looking through my pictures, I realized that I've done some amazing things.

Now I'm not trying to toot my own horn by any means. Mostly I thought about all the fund stuff I did so far and then I thought about who was with me. Why was it amazing? I saw some pretty inspiring things in Europe. I met my best friend there. I spent time with my brother and we talked about God and travel and adventure. I saw some great bands with my brother and sister. We have since made more plans to do more things together, like we used to back when we didn't live in different cities or have children to support. When it was just a little bit easier to hang out.

I feel good about my life. I started reading Eat, Pray, Love and a part of me feels like there is this huge pressure to get something more than just the pleasure of reading out of the story. I do understand what she says and means. No, I've never been crushingly depressed but I do understand what traveling to get away from things feels like and I have been to some of the same places in Rome. It makes me think about how I want to spend the rest of my life.

I haven't forgotten or necessarily given up on my dream to be a writer. I have often wondered what it would be like to live, to some degree, like she does. Writing as I travel the world. I suppose more accurately, writing as I go to the three countries I really want to go to.

I don't know. Sometimes I feel like I think too linearly. Life really isn't like that, is it?

Sitting on Babies

So it's late-ish on a Saturday night. I'm hanging out at a lovely home in my old neighborhood, babysitting. The kids are all asleep and, because I cannot figure out the TV situation, I am sitting a very quiet, basically dark living room. Thankfully I have figured out how to turn on a lamp. I swear I'm a college graduate; it's just hard to figure out simple things in new environments. Specifically homes of friends with really nice things.

I only really watched the kids for about two hours. I had fun, even though I did get hit in the eye with a rubber bracelet. An accident of course but it still stings and it happened over an hour ago. It took me back to playing with my brother when I was a kid. I took a rubber band to the eye once. They're really good kids and, lucky for me, didn't take long to warm up to me. I hope they remember me because I actually wouldn't mind just hanging out with them on a regular basis. These boys are a little gross and kind of rough, but they're also really sweet and extraordinarily smart. I'd really like to do some kind of fun craft with them. I'd want to bring something really fun and creative to the table...but I'm not sure what that would be for a boy. I know what my nieces like to do, but they're girls and considerably younger (I think).

Now that I'm older and babysitting doesn't happen as often, sometimes I feel a little out of my element. I guess in a way it's easy to be goofy, like I was when I was a kid. But I'm also a little self conscious and unsure about little boys. I only hang out with my nieces. They're mostly girly with the occassional tom boy activity.

I guess bottom line kids are just kids. They're really not too difficult.