Speak ever so softly

Entangled in him

I want to stay here forever. 

Lost in our laughs, we escape reality of the harshness of life. 

Here in this moment we lie to ourselves for a bit longer, 

But what a wonderfully warm lie to devote my prayers too. 

What terribly sweet lyrics your songs creates, songs not devoted to our heartbreak. 

I can feel your whispers still across my skin; as if playing with my hair and tickling my fanciful mind. 

The rush of promise I've been screaming to find. 

Words with power

I've been spending a lot of time with books; submersed in the written goodness of happy endings and fairy tale stories. Sometimes it's nice to just read and forget the world, I think it's the approaching fall, this time of year just leaves me wanting warm soup, books and blankets. I'm a bookworm by heart, well it's in the top 5, with cooking, sleeping, movie watching, and driving. All the things that are effortless to me. 

My father use to say that life would pass me by, that I was escaping reality; I just think I love stories with new ideas to grasp on to. 

I've been absent from here, and on occasion it's nice and healthy to step away. However I've missed it, and I could recap my life change, but let's just say I'm different in a good way. I hope you all are well out there who are listening. 

The world keeps spinning

What is wrong with this world?! I have been trying to stay away from angry posts but I'm so exhausted I don't care. I sent a text to a friend I hadn't talked to in three months. His name came up today and well I wondered how he was. So my text said, "hey stranger?" I got an angry text back from his pregnant fiancée. Saying well... Get lost.... Ok so I try to curb her anger, explaining myself, how i know him, I mean no harm, congratulations, I wish you the best of luck. I get back...., never contact him again, F off basically." So I sent, I understand and left it there. This isn't the first time disgruntled girls have sent me texts, calls whatever... It's not the second.... Heck it's not the third.... 

I lose more friends to angry girls or friends that hit on me. Now clearly this girl doesn't know me from plain Jane.... At least I don't know how she would. So are all girls like this? If not what am I doing to cause this? I'm actually pretty hurt that this girl would feel so threatened or hate me for no reason. 

On a happy note. I ran my 10k and I jumped off a 50 ft cliff I feel good about being old if I can still feel so young. 

Dirty Thirty

Thursdays my birthday. I'm not enthusiastic at all. Today I went cliff diving, got a job offer from another company which would ensure a large salary increase, but a difficult next few months, can't say for sure if I will take it. Tomorrow I head home. Work hard. Play hard. Work harder. 

Friday, I join some friends and head to Disneyland to celebrate. I'm taking David and the furry kids.... Here's to trying to feel as young as I look...

And act. 

From last night, a friend took us to Mauna Kea. Very high, cold, and lovely. You can see we were above the clouds. 

If you didn't already know, Hawaii is my personal haven. If I ever run away from life, I'm heading here. Vacation pictures.

Gromit? Pedro? still unnamed....

Hello,

My name is Sara and I have a problem. 

We got another puppy! I know I know, I draw the line at three dogs. Considering my oldest is seven and my puppy just turned two, now isn't a bad time to raise another fuzzy. 

We haven't figured out a name yet, but he likes to climb, and looks like a bear. 

Let's hope this one isn't a crazy spaz or destroyer of things. *crosses fingers* 

Stories, our stories

We lay face to face, cuddled close, my hand on his chest. It felt like his heart was racing. I couldn't tell you if it was wishful thinking, or my heart racing was what I felt, OR maybe the combination of our two very relaxed heartbeats. So I put my cheek to his chest as if listening intently. And then it seems I fell asleep, lying in the warmth of his arms trying intently to hear his heartbeat. Maybe it really was both of our hearts. The optimist is winning this war.