just keep swimming Archive


I am still functioning. Still moving. Still waking and eating and going to work. And Dory keeps on singing, and we all just keep on swimming. And that is the way it is.


The cake may have crumbled. But turns out I didn't.

The not so good day. Plus one.

I keep pretty active I said. Trailing off. Feeling deflated.

Right round, round, round.

The image of me running in circles, crazy hair, one shoe on is still relevant - except now I am kind of walk/running. Cliffy Young Style.

If in doubt, send chocolate.

Imagine if you will someone running in circles. With only one shoe on. Maybe half dressed. Hair a little crazy. Yeah, that's me.

There’s always time for baking

Some days things get the better of me. Usually just about the time I take a moment to stop and think, well isn't everything going well. Murphy's Law 101.

Running away

There is something to be said for the doing of nothing. Laying on the sand. Wind blowing over and through you, weathering the hard edges off heavy thoughts.

Some Days

And that perhaps, just maybe you don't need to be so jaded - even if it is almost the end of the year and you are tired beyond reason.


I am angry at the universe today. I am rebelling against it by cleaning the toilet in good clothes. I am playing music loud and throwing caution to the wind. That that universe! Get


Here's the thing. Some days I am completely over my job. The being surrounded by children. Repeating myself over and over and over again. Sometimes I'd like to be able to wear heels and