Shrek and Fiona, Here I Come!

I am SWAMPED!  I have an abundance of things to do and no time to do them in.  Perhaps you are thinking that I should, therefore, not be wasting my time on my blog, but I am using this post as a tool to focus my writing, so that I can get to my task at hand.

Very recently, I have decided to graduate a year early, and this fabulous idea that I had has created absolute havoc in my normally highly-organized way of life.  I banked on the notion that I had at least a year to organize myself for the future, but I have taken a leap of faith that is kicking my ass.  Deadlines to submit applications to publishing companies are fast approaching, and I don't even have a game plan.  

So much to do, and yet I am constantly finding myself doing other things such as baking cookies and cleaning out my closet (I have bags upon bags of clothing that I am getting rid of FYI if anyone is in need of some new wardrobe items.) I am determined that this weekend will be the weekend that I sit at my table and do nothing but focus on the future.  This was my plan for the past two weekends, so I assume that third time's the charm, and I will actually get something accomplished.  Wish me luck!

Pretty sure I saw the cutest thing ever this past weekend at the Jays game.  What I assume to be a father/son combo were sitting right in front of me, and they managed to melt my heart (as most of you know, that is not that hard to do).  The guy was teaching the little guy all about baseball, right down to how to properly wear a rally cap.  As I watched the little one wrap his tiny arms around his dad's neck, I told my mom that I needed to have enough children to field an entire ball team.  My mom, being my mom, said, "Well of course you do!"  I would now like to thank my mom for being the reason that I have always had the world's most unrealistic dreams.  Come on mom.  Jon and Kate plus 8 don't even have enough for an entire team and look how they turned out.

Moral of the story is that I am still a dreamer because I still anticipate Andy Pettitte divorcing his wife and marrying me. (Although I am sure that she is a rockin' lady, and they are very happy together)

Planes, Trains, and Automobiles (minus the trains)

I have gone and done it again.  Left my poor blog unattended.  I suppose this means that I should never have children... or a pet... or probably even a plant.

This summer has been an eventful one.  Almost every other week, I have had wonderful visitors from the Niagara area, played lots of softball, and worked my little rump off.  That being said, I am absolutely drained.

After a long hiatus from good ol' Niagara Falls, I decided to come home for a week of rest(I am headed back to Hali today).  As I have mentioned before, I believe that I have changed a fair deal since my last trip home, but a few old habits always creep back as soon as my plane hits ground.  Spent quite a bit of time though with some people that have only come back into my life recently, and I couldn't be more thankful. Sometimes you do not realize that you are in a rut until someone helps pull you out of one.  This one person in particular has truly inspired me to be a better version of myself.  I can only hope to live up to the idea of the person that he thinks I am--Boy is crazy!
Over the past few months, I have had quite a few setbacks in my writing.  I have been lazy, ignorant, and uninspired.  After having finally gathered myself together, I feel ready to take on the world (yes I am aware of the lameness of this statement).  So I guess the whole point of this semi-rant is to remind you not to close any doors.  Making drastic changes like moving halfway across the country can be a good thing, but accepting your past and allowing parts of it to affect your future can be just as rewarding.  I let someone walk back into my life, and my perspective on life has changed at a drop of a hat.