First of May

Ahh! I think today means spring to me than any other day. The cherry trees are blowing their pink petals around, the trees are moving into their green stage out of the yellow-green one and the azaleas are beginning to bloom.
Thanks to Snooty Primadonna old memories are resurfacing of the private all girls Catholic school I went to for first through eighth grade. Although it was not a boarding school (it was at one time) it has some very similar traits to the one Snooty talks about, complete with "Motherhouse" attached. (When I told P about the whole Motherhouse thing, he asked me, "Is that kinda like a "Mothership." I actually had a hard time saying no because the more I thought about it, it kinda was a good comparison.) It was and still is a beautiful school. The mental abuse though was very tough on a sensitive young thing such as myself. More on that another time.
What I remember about May was "The May Procession". This was the day we crowned the statue of Mary outside our school with pomp and circumstance. We would all be in our uniforms, no coats, freezing our little butts off while there were readings and songs about Mary, topped of with the actual crowning with a crown made of flowers (they always picked the HUGEST teachers pet in the 8th grade to do the crowning). Then we would walk around the outside of the Motherhouse in perfect formation (the Marine silent drill team would be proud) to the chapel for Mass. I remember looking forward to this day for some reason. I can't for the life of me remember why seeing as how we were usually very cold and the nuns stared at us for any sign of fidgeting or weakness. I'd like to think it was because it was springtime and the whole procession reminded me of that. You could hear the birds in the woods, smell the new woodchips in the recess yard and know that the smell of grass clippings was not far behind. This is what I would concentrate on as I stood there with my classmates in the cold spring morning.
So today, I will celebrate May by remembering that little girl, standing in her navy blue uniform, freezing cold but hopeful for the season to come.

Back Pain is Annoying

When I lived in NC for college, I used to go deep sea fishing with my boyfriend at the time and our boss. The last time I went, I injured my neck while we were negotiating pretty deep swells. Ever since then, out of practically nowhere I will once again experience the same pain only more spread out. This is why I have not been posting. The act of sitting at my computer and moving a mouse around was excrutiating, as was the G-dog pulling on her leash when I needed to take her outside. I finally laid flat on the floor and tried to do a few yoga poses to see if I could work it out a little. Seemed to help but I can feel it creeping up from the right center of my back. Ugh.

Boring post I know. Just wanted to post something to avoid letting it go.

First Post...Take Two

Ok, since L R M-J has begun her blog, I can't not do mine regularly now. It's really just to even out the blog-universe. She's got the cool life in France, I have the um...well...American life in America. Also, dooce is fantastic and I can only hope to write as well as she does with daily practice. I'll try not to write about work even though I might write AT work. I will take cues from dooce's experience to keep the blog undercover. We'll see how that goes.
Basically, this blog will be a place to unload the thoughts floating in my head. As I get older I am finding that it is hard to remember them and tell people about them later. With the help of my Blackberry, I hope to be able to keep track so I can post later. I am sure funny interesting stuff happens to me but I forget it when I walk in the door at home and see that P is playing Halo and G-dog is crossing her legs at the door ready to burst. The blood I see seems to wipe out all traces of cool stuff I saw or did that day. Maybe if I dump it here, I'll feel better.