The Lighthearted Wanderer

Today I stayed home from school, waking up with a fever and all-around yuckiness. I've been denying it for a few days because work stuff and family stuff had me up and about, but I woke up really needing a day at home to recover. So far it does feel nice to be able to rest, but I've forgotten how boring daytime TV is, and I can't really seem to sleep anymore. As a result, I've been organizing my RSS feeds (finally moving from Google Reader to Feedly) and preparing for  Rosalilium's   Blog Every Day in May Challenge ! Sometime last month I felt myself really in a creative rut. I wasn't taking as many pictures, I wasn't blogging, so I started looking online for ways to jump start my creative juices via blog or Instagram. I came across a lot of A-Z Blogging challenges for April, but obviously starting a challenge in the middle of the month is less than ideal. But this month I'm ready!  So I really hope that having some topics to write about, as well...

As the month of April is coming to an end, here's some snapshots of the month: Chelsea has a great sad puppy look.  Spring Break in Las Vegas!  Poolside at Mandalay Bay My absolute favorite Las Vegas staple--Fat Tuesdays frozen margarita.  My glorious injury from the desk tumbling onto my toe. Drawing Aztec warriors with the first graders...mine has large girth. Watermelon slices to kick off the warmer weather!  I sent a bunch of postcards to my buddies around the world :). Visiting CalTech during a field trip with the first graders. T-less than one month until I get to where this dress out! Birthday cake with 4 flavors, for every party with diverse tastes. Seeing this photo after Kobe's toe injury seriously made me tear up. Totally conceptualized what sports heroes are. Spring time means lighter and brighter colors! Visiting one of my gal pals at USC...can't wait until I'm on a univer...

A long long time ago, one of my friends sat down with me and told me some of the nicest things a person had ever told me face to face. Though time has paraphrased the exact words, and my mood distorts the emphatic quality, I hope the sentiment was sincere. He told me that I made a difference in his life, and that somehow I brought together a whole mess of people together and made a difference in their lives too. And at the time I remember reacting awkwardly, denying the extent to which I personally initiated any life changings. But today, or tonight rather, I look back and long for that feeling again. The affirmation that something I did had a direct positive impact upon the lives and directions of the people and ideas and things I felt close to. Back then I reacted awkwardly because I didn't know how to take the compliment, but I was pleased at the results because I felt that I had put in effort to try to make good things happen, and good things had come from it. Almost two ye...