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I think I write one of those notorious “mommy” blogs without even being a “mommy.” I write about my beloved Dakota, my nieces and nephews, my work, my school, and my love life. I’m way too normal. I need to shake it up.

Today will NOT be that day, though. I have to share a few things from yesterday that were great.

First, Dakota did not pee in the house. YAY!!! He was such a good boy. And he wasn’t as crazy as he’s been the past few days when I got in to let him out. I am still going to take him to the vet, though, to make sure he’s okay and not ill.

My friend, Simon, began his application to go back to university for some graduate work. He didn’t seem to think it was a big deal. It is, though. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard someone say that they’d like to go back to school – but they don’t make it happen. 6 months, a year, 3 years, 5 years go by and they never go back. Simon, after 10 years, is going back to achieve a goal he has set for himself. And to that, I say, congratulations!

And my weeo…my girl…she…ohhh. Last night I call up to ask her Dad something and she says she needs to talk to me. She tells me that she’s reading the books that I bought her for Solstice. I tell her that I’m excited to hear all about them. She tells me that she loves chapter books and I bought her the best gift ever. But, she says, my brain is very full and I’m not sure I’ll be able to remember the stories to be able to tell them to you.

Ahhh. Your brain is full. I understand, I tell her. Mine gets that way, too. She says that school makes her brain full. When she gets home to read, it’s hard to remember. Again, I tell her that I understand. I told her that sometimes I even have trouble sleeping because my brain is so full of the things I’m learning in school.

So then she tells me, “Dawn, that’s why I talk. I empty my brain so I can fill it some more.”

I didn’t laugh but I wanted to. THAT’S the reason she talks so much?

Shadow gets on the phone and I relay this conversation to him. He says to me, “Her brain must be VERY full. She doesn’t quit talking.”

I love that girl.

And to empty my brain, I do the equivalent. I come here and share with you, gentle readers, longtime companions of this writing world.