i am not a morning person.
i am a late night person. i wait for everyone to go to bed, then i get out my paint and i turn on reality tv. then i pay for it in the morning. i am a big coffee drinker because of this ritual. i know i must stop the madness. but, it’s so peaceful at night. my time. okay, i will try harder in 2015 to make mornings count.
today the kids went back to school.
lucky for me, greg had the day off. and he was home. and we just sat around all morning. drinking coffee. watching the news and sports and some super funny show with a judge and three young guys trying to sue their friend. then we put the Christmas tree away. and had jersey mike’s sub sandwiches (had to try for my first time… they were ok). it was nice. i wish i didn’t feel guilty about these kind of days.
the kids will be home soon so we are pretending we have been up, accomplishing important things, all day. haha.
i vow to be a better morning person starting tomorrow.
you know when you find those words, phrases and quotes that speak to you instantly?
well, i do that every day. read words. share them. pin them. write them down. invent them. say them. hear them. paint them. it’s what just part of my day being a word artist.
then I came across these 12 words.
and they shouted out to me.
not everyone has to fight to become who/what they want to be. some settle. some are born into extreme privilege. some just don’t care. but, i find the best of the best are those that had a little “fight” in them and made it to the top. those are the stories i love to hear.
i have a plan for 2015.
and it’s going to be BIG!
as in BIG ART.
my thoughts… exactly.
because i will be selling my art right here. on this site. in February.
i love this message.
it makes me smile.
i painted 18 of them and they all sold. quickly. in less than 3 hours.
and that made me smile too.
i do believe in timing… and a little trust.
Fisher Forced Family fun.
i thought it was only appropriate to start my new blog with a photo of our family. my happy place. my most prized possession.
you see, i had a blog for YEARS. i paid every few months when they reminded me. that’s how i roll. yes, i am unorganized. but i figure i have a lot of other great qualities about me, so this one tiny thing is not a big deal. at least to me. anyway, a few month go my father got sick. long story. i will introduce you to his memory later. i sat with him. i listened to hours upon hours of great stories. i learned the importance of “time”. he passed. i grieved. i am still sad. but my website did not know. and they canceled my blog. the one that had years of photos and memories and stories. i cried for that too.
then i realized… the memories are in my head. i have photos on my phone and in my computer. i can tell the stories to my kids as i remember them. and i kind of like that!
we traveled to CA this past thanksgiving. the 4 of us. and celebrated my dad’s life with some of his family. oh boy, do i have some great stories now. and funny how their dad had different scenarios than his brother, my dad. we laughed. we celebrated. we shed a tear. then we gave thanks for family.
my husband and kids know i’ll never force them. i don’t have to. FFFF is just part of us now.
can’t wait for our next FFFF adventure.