When I first started this blog many months ago((Sept. ‘08?)), I took it on sort of as an extended ”art project.” I likened it to a constantly evolving self-portrait composed of words instead of graphite, clay or paint. And truth be told, I simply enjoy writing as a very enriching and therapeutic hobby since I have always preferred self-expression via the written word.

Last Fall, almost a year ago now, I was in a different state of mind. I had different goals and dreams. I was certainly on a vastly different path in life. And for whatever wacky reason, I desperately wanted to share my colorful little window of the world to the rest of the world. So for a while there, I really was on a blogging roll—I updated every few days, enjoyed posting pics of my various adventures and streams of thought, and was starting to acquire a few interested regular readers here and there.

But now??? I suppose my head is in a completely different place. And most of those former breathless blog entries I was so proud to post in detail with accompanying photos galore, I’ve had to place on private hiatus for various reasons.

I suppose one could say that a lot can change in a year. Somehow, merely posting my latest and greatest events and happenings became more draining and time-consuming than I’d originally realized. And when it gets to the point where you’re blogging about your life almost more than you’re actually out LIVING your life, well, that’s when it’s probably time to evaluate a few things and start learning to simply stop and smell the roses once again. 

So with that being said, I’m here to simply state why my blog here has gradually become a bit of a ghost town this entire summer thus far. In a way, I certainly do miss blogging about my usual shenanigans and detailing some of my favorite memories…but in another way, it’s quite liberating to suddenly feel that self-inflicted pressure to constantly produce and entertain all but lifted from my shoulders now.

Maybe eventually I’ll get my blog here back on the roll again. Or maybe not…as I grow older, suddenly I’ve grown to value a certain sense of privacy. And in today’s world where everyone can find most anything about you online, that’s growing tougher to acquire indeed.

As I mentioned, my ambitions have indeed changed in this past year, far beyond moving up certain social ladders or traveling to new places for cultural adventures. Right now I’m quietly pursuing a completely new educational area, for instance. I doubt I could ever completely leave behind my love of teaching art, but inside my heart I feel that something else, a calling that I need to start hearing, is compelling me to follow another educational path. I’m as scared and uncertain as I am excited and determined to heed that calling…but it’s never easy to suddenly drop everything you’ve been pursuing for the past four years to go in a somewhat different direction. All I can do is hope and pray that this direction is indeed the right one for me professionally. And in my heart, I feel that it truly is—special education is my new passion.

I eventually want to pursue my Masters Degree by next year. It’ll be a rather expensive and time-consuming pursuit indeed, but one that I feel I’ll never look back and regret…I’d be the first person in my immediate family to ever receive a Masters, which would be oddly compelling in and of itself. But this isn’t to impress my family or somehow make me feel smarter—I just need to do this for me…and also for my career.

And no matter where or what area in which I work professionally, I’ll always be an “artist” at heart. Even though I don’t wake up everyday desperate to draw or paint or create, I have the artistic spirit that always lingers within me…sometimes that bold and independent spirit even gets me in trouble, honestly.

But I got into teaching to use my artistic abilities to enhance the lives of other students. I wanted to share my talents and give children the same enthusiasm and passion for art that I had when I was their age. I look back with such love and affection for my days of schooling, and if I’m able to give yet more students that same sense of adoration for their school days thanks to my art classes, so be it…that’s a worthwhile endeavor on my part, at least.

Teachers have a certain responsibility though—they not only serve as educators, but as mentors and role-models. And as much as part of me would love to promote the artistic lifestyle that I openly support, the  far goofier side of myself outside of the classroom, I know that I owe it both to myself and my future students to present myself well online as well as off. This may be the artist Sheryl Spencer’s website, but “Ms. Spencer” still dwells here, and in the interest of keeping the otherwise necessary enigma alive and well, I thus want to keep my postings here far more focused and far less frequent.

  So to all my regular blog readers who have likely split this ghost town long before I have, I want to thank you for coming around and giving me reason to further blog for many happy and busy months. I don’t regret a thing and seriously enjoyed documenting one of the best years of my life thus far.

But life goes on, even if certain blogs don’t. And while my life now may be going in a new direction, my appreciation for the written word still lingers on…so until I indefinitely blog again, peace and good will to everyone else with art in their heart and love in their soul. I’ll be here in spirit—and when I finally get back to my old blogging self, you’ll be the first to know… 

Ciao for now!!!

“ Whatever you are wanting in your life is coming to you. When you relax and allow for EVERYTHING to be a part of something bigger that you cannot completely understand as it presents itself, a magical life for you truly begins to flow. ” ~Kyle King

Isn’t that a beautiful quote? I gladly reprinted that courtesy of Mary’s Rambin’s somewhat inspiring blog, www.morethanmary.com. And at this point in my life, I couldn’t agree with such a sentiment more.

Until then, my blogs will keeping coming. I suppose that’s a slight silver lining in the clouds, right? 

I’ll be the first to admit when I’m having a somewhat difficult day—therefore I suppose this Tuesday would be one I’m trying to work through with less of a teeth-gritting smile and more of a hopeful heart…

Like many a woman my age, I do have those often nagging internal doubts that I constantly battle. I generally have a genuinely positive outlook, but I’ve had my fair share of struggles over the years, most especially professionally. Sometimes I do get scared, doubtful, even hopeless about my ongoing situation in life, and those feelings have been nagging me more than ever lately since I’m just about to hit a certain plateau that I hope to gradually overcome with flying colors in the next few months.

It can be tough to hold on to the ongoing belief that certain doors will soon open for you when you feel as though you’ve knocked on so many yet unanswered doors that your knuckles will surely fall off…but still, I keep going and my usual plucky sense of hope somehow remains eternal—somehow I always end up landing on my feet, after all… 

On that note, I just dug up this old gem of a minor hit from back in the 1980’s…and taking a break from my usual “80’s Jam of the Day!”-type silly posts, this one actually struck me emotionally, despite the fact that the video itself is so hopelessly dated with its giggle-worthy effects and kooky fashion statements…

This was Amy Grant back when she was but a bright-eyed young Nashville girl looking to bring her Christian-themed music to the main pop charts. I’m not an Amy Grant fan, but I at least appreciate her often inspiring messages, and after singing this little ditty in many an elementary school choir practice session as a kid, I suddenly wanted to step back in time for a moment here and truly take in what Amy was trying to say in this cheerfully hopeful anthem. And beyond not staring in total bemusement at Amy’s various fashion horrors throughout this video((yikes, that blazer!!)), the message itself is one I definitely needed to revisit on a tougher-than-usual Tuesday…

So feel free to cover your eyes and open your ears to young Amy Grant giving us the ultimate life lesson: love really will find a way if you keep believing in it. And as of right now, I’m choosing to believe… 

And here’s yet another groovy memo note from my headmaster that I felt the need to share—definitely very inspiring, especially within this often rather materialistic time of shameless consumerism((and yes, I am just as guilty as anyone else!)):

One hundred years from now it will not matter

What kind of car I drove,

What kind of house I lived in,

How much money I had in my bank account,

Nor what my clothes looked like.

But the world may be a little better,

Because I was important in the life of a child.

 

Words to simply savor as an educator indeed… 

Sooooooo, I haven’t blogged in a while thanks to yet another busy week and an equally busy holiday weekend, once again…((evidence of such to come in blog form here SOON though))…!!

At any rate, after my headmaster left this sweet memo in our faculty mailboxes this morning, I couldn’t help but blog the highlights here as soon as I got a spare moment. Cheesy appeal notwithstanding, I actually really look forward to those daily memos—I guess I’m a typical sucker for inspirational quotes and positive notes that put a pep in my step on many a busy morning, and this one in particular got my notice today. Written by columnist Regina Brett to celebrate 90 years of living large, this has proven to be her most popular bit of writing yet. Read on and you’ll see exactly why this is so:

1. Life isn’t fair, but it’s still good.

2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.

3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.

4. Don’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does.

5. Pay off your credit cards every month.

6. You don’t have to win every argument; agree to disagree.

7. Cry with someone. It’s more healing than crying alone.

8. It’s okay to get angry with God. God can take it.

9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.

10. Love your parents because they will be gone before you know it.

11. Make peace with your past so it won’t screw up the present.

12. It’s OK to let your children see you cry.

13. Don’t compare your life to others’ lives. You have no idea what their journey is all about.

14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn’t be in it.

15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye.

16. Take a deep breath; it calms the mind.

17. Get rid of anything that isn’t useful, beautiful, or joyful.

18. Whatever doesn’t kill you really does make you stronger.

19. It’s never too late to have a happy childhood; but the second one is up to you and no one else.

20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don’t take “no” for an answer.

21. Don’t save the “special” items just for special occasions; today is special.

22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.

23. Be eccentric now; don’t wait for old age to wear purple.

24. The most important sex organ is the brain.

25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.

26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words: “In five years, will this matter?”

27. Always choose to be happy, then you will be.

28. Forgive everyone everything.

29. What other people think of you is none of your business.

30. Time heals almost everything. Give time time.

31. However good or bad a situation, it will change.

32. Your job won’t take care of you when you’re sick; your friends and parents will. So stay in touch.

33. Believe in miracles. Then you see when they happen.

34. Don’t audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.

35. Growing old beats the alternative: dying young.

36. Your children only get one childhood.

37. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.

38. Get outside every day; sunshine makes you feel happy.

39. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else’s, we’d grab ours back.

40. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.

41. The best is yet to come.

42. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up. and show up.

43. Yield.

44. Life isn’t tied with a bow, but it’s still a gift. Open it and say “Thank you.”

Live differently!

Honestly, I ask myself that every day…because I could eat that MSG-riddled diet every day. And sushi every day. Maybe a bit of saki to wash it all down every day. Some miso soup to warm it up every day. Some egg rolls and edamame to munch on every day. Some fortune cookies and green tea ice cream to sweeten the deal every day…all Asian, all the time, my stomach clearly demands!!! 

From an artistic standpoint, the Asian chef seems to “get” the fact that many of us prefer our food to have an aesthetic flair…it should appear every bit as colorful, interesting and beautiful as it likely tastes. How many times have I considered simply confining myself to the idea of simply painting/sculpting/drawing a sushi roll study? Could it truly get more gorgeously fun and wacky??

((Mind you, this is coming from a gal who’s almost fought her partner over allowing the idea of having a sushi-themed guest bathroom, complete with a sushi shower curtain/soap/rugs/trashcan/wallpaper/etc…I’ve worn sushi-printed dresses and carried sushi-decorated purses…there’s simply not a sushi roll I haven’t fallen in love with physically. It’s a sickness, quite frankly.))

My dream bathtub!!!

Fortunately, Nashville just keeps welcoming more and more Asian dining options to its restaurant repertoire seemingly every day as well. And what with all the new Thai and Korean establishments along with the usual assorted collection of Chinese and Japanese eateries, it’s quite literally an Asian foodie’s dream come true!

With that in mind, the other night Al and I treated ourselves to a few rolls from PM, along with some lettuce wraps:

Cozy urban style and hipster flair is easily found while savoring a spread at the bar of PM...

If there’s one specific Asian eatery that is on my local Top 5 list, PM would definitely be there, if only for its effortlessly cool vibe alone. Unlike the equally hip Virago and Ru San’s((both tasty and intriguing options as well)), PM doesn’t try too hard—it doesn’t assault one’s senses with blaring techno music or sparsely-decorated nightclub chic or singles desperately looking for fellow mingles…it’s just an inviting house across from my Alma mater Belmont University, usually always stuffed with college students and sushi chefs alike, providing effortless ambiance to hungry folks just looking for some local color to add to their cultural hunger pangs. Or something like that. But it’s one of my faves for these reasons and more, lemme tell ya.

A few nights later, I was hungry, my plans were zilch, and the fridge was bare. And after reading one too many early glowing reviews, I thus decided it was time to hop in my Beetle and zip over to nearby “East Nasty” to finally sample the spanking new Asian dining delights that the newly opened Wantanabe is suddenly offering. And when I opened that lacquered menu for the very first time, I knew Al and I were in for quite a rare treat…the Japanese owner actually wandered over our way just to further broadcast the fact that beyond his own dietary heritage, his cook was Thai and his manager was Korean…what a perfect Asian blend of glorious new dishes to try!!!

East Nashville attitude meets the Eastern influence...

The Bim Bam Bowl was my dining choice of the evening, which featured an egg atop bean sprouts, fresh warm spinach, carrots, and other fun little veggie bits...

Al chose the Udon Noodle Bowl, which featured crispy tempura prawn shrimp and plenty of tasty veggies as well...also? Check out that unfiltered COLD saki to wash it all down!

Admittedly, one of my lesser known hobbies is making a point of trying out each and every locally-owned eatery that happens to spark my fancy around my hometown, and Wantanabe definitely didn’t disappoint. No, it’s no PM or anything and the sushi rolls didn’t exactly make me consider bursting out any cartwheels, but I’m sure I’ll visit there once again, at least.

And I’m just stoked I was able to cross it off my ongoing “must visit” list of eateries. Now if I could only just seem to cross these other local eateries off as well:

• Pied Piper Eatery
• Allium
• Eastland Cafe
• Zola
• Horn of Africa
• Chappy’s
• Midtown Cafe
• The Palm
• Miel
• Cha-Chah
• Wild Ginger
• Sol
• Red

Oh well…my stomach and pocketbook and I can be somewhat patient, I suppose…until I fine dine again then…

So after basking in the post-Valentine’s Day blues all week((because honestly, now I’m missing all the red clothes and cheesy hearts and excess candy and just that general gushiness leading up to the big day)), I suppose I’m ready for an extra dose of romantic pop bliss right about now.

What better time to drag out this rare dose of smooth 80’s R&B then? Yeppers, I’m back on my R&B kick, at least for today, yo!

Remember when Terrance Trent D’arby was supposedly the bestest new thing to happen to pop music since Prince hit the scene or something?! Talk about “the next big thing” fizzling out just as fast as it came out sizzling…he’s like the Gretchen Mol of pop music. I don’t remember much about this dude other than the fact that he was overhyped to the hilt back in the day after his big hit “Wishing Well.” And I can understand why he was an “It” boy for a while, what with his catchy tunes, stylish vocals and modelesque looks, and, well…quite the healthy ego to match the hype. Too much too soon, I’m afraid.

I liked “Wishing Well” well enough((har-har!)), but something about this particular tune grabs me even more than his bigger prior hit…it had a very haunting, spellbinding quality that you simply don’t hear in many love songs anymore. Haunting and spellbinding…just the way I like my music. 

Grab your Valentine then, or maybe just your leftover box of chocolates, and enjoy this delightful little ditty of tender love and intense devotion—or heart disease, depending on how you interpret some of these soufully amusing lyrics:

So Valentine’s Day is almost here…the day that kids adore and adults either love or loathe…

And personally, I’m excited about it—but that’s only because I’m in a happy and satisfying relationship with the man I love. Much to my constant surprise after my past bitterly single years, I have dinner and romance to look forward to on Hallmark’s favorite holiday!

Otherwise, I’ve honestly never cared much for this particular holiday throughout my adult life…much like Christmas or New Year’s Eve, it’s one of those holidays for adults that mainly serves to highlight just how alone some singles truly are while couples are otherwise supposed to come together. And I suppose after a decade or so of learning to be content to be alone on holidays such as these, even despite the fact that I’m so delightfully “coupled up” now, I can’t help but identify with the many singles out there who grimly await this candy-coated, heart-strewn, lovey-dovey madness that awaits us this Saturday, February 14th.

So what exactly is Valentine’s Day all about beyond the commercialized sentiments?

According to a website I looked up on the history of it:

There are varying opinions as to the origin of Valentine’s Day. Some experts state that it originated from St. Valentine, a Roman who was martyred for refusing to give up Christianity. He died on February 14, 269 A.D., the same day that had been devoted to love lotteries. Legend also says that St. Valentine left a farewell note for the jailer’s daughter, who had become his friend, and signed it “From Your Valentine”. Other aspects of the story say that Saint Valentine served as a priest at the temple during the reign of Emperor Claudius. Claudius then had Valentine jailed for defying him. In 496 A.D. Pope Gelasius set aside February 14 to honour St. Valentine.

Gradually, February 14 became the date for exchanging love messages and St. Valentine became the patron saint of lovers. The date was marked by sending poems and simple gifts such as flowers. There was often a social gathering or a ball.

Very Interesting!!! Sure, I learned all about St. Valentine throughout my Catholic schoolgirl days, but it still is fun to get refreshed courtesy of Google and reassess what this holiday really is all about…

So on that note, I got to thinking about what alternatives there are for otherwise unattached folks on this holiday, those who are either alone, or single or widowed, or simply without someone to share a dinner or romantic evening with…or even those couples who choose not to really celebrate this holiday at all!

And beyond just those wacky S.A.D.((Singles Awareness Day)) or Anti-Valentine’s Day parties out there that mainly just make their attendees even more bitter about what should be a positively love-filled day, I came up with some fun alternatives that maybe even I might have to try myself, such as:

• Visit a retirement/nursing home. Bring some treats, spread some cheer, and show our elders the love and respect they truly deserve.
• Stop by your local humane shelter. Walk some doggies, pet some kitties, and give some Valentine sweetness to our furry friends in need. Not only will they feel better, but you will too!
• Make Valentine cards, sweets and/or notes for the people in your life you truly do love…this holiday isn’t just to spread love to a partner, but to friends and family too.
• Go on a Valentine’s Day hike somewhere lovely. Either make it a day hike or a park hike, or if the night is right, a moonlight hike. Treating yourself and/or your hiking buddies to a post-hike picnic sounds like a nice way to round that outdoorsy fun out.
• Plan a cocktail and/or dinner party with friends. I used to love using Valentine’s Day as a good excuse to spend some long overdue quality time my fellow fave single friends and family…enjoying one another’s company on a day that celebrates love in general is always a nice alternative.
• Be your own Valentine! Ever taken yourself out on a date? Believe it or not, going out and treating yourself to a night out on the town is a hoot! Treating yourself to a nice dinner, maybe a movie or a massage/spa treatment, and ending it all with a bubble bath and a glass of wine at home is the best way to show yourself just how much you love, well, you!

So here’s a Happy Valentine’s Day dose of sweet sentiments a bit earlier than expected from yours truly! And while I’m out today buying some V-Day gifts and treats for the ones I love the most, I hope we all can remember what this holiday really is all about in general…

In the wise words of John Lennon: love is all you need!  

Ever been psyched about just hitting the gym and enjoying a quiet dinner alone and some typical Monday night laziness? Well, the non-plans were delightfully foiled again, since my friend Sonny dutifully reminded me of a nifty little showcase for our local buddies, the up-and-coming sister act known as JessAlicia.

So exactly who or what is JessAlicia? Only the cutest pair of country music-singing sisters to hit the biz since the Mandrells, that’s who! Both being young, ambitious, insanely hot, and blessed with some beautiful voices and powerful pipes to match, I only see bigger and better things for these gals on their ongoing quest for country music greatness. Just read about and listen to these stunners at this link and prepare to be amazed:

http://www.myspace.com/jessaalicia

Getting a confirmed non-country music fan like moi to sing the praises of a country music showcase is no small feat, so I give these two and their energetic stage presence thumbs WAY up:

Belt for us, ladies!

Doing their infectious country shtick, as per usual---mix the spunk of Shania Twain with the voice of Carrie Underwood, and that's pretty much JA's main mojo...

Blondes unite---great showing indeed, Jessa & Alicia!

 After congrats and photos were swapped and savored, it was back to my place for some dinner. Because after watching those two and their boundless enthusiasm sweating and working it onstage the way they did, we all got our own appetites worked up pretty well to match.

So what better to eat on a nice Monday night amongst friends than bruschetta and Caesar salad, right? Kudos to Chef Al for providing us with a priceless meal of award-winning merit and tastes once again! Talk about the perfect post-showcase meal indeed:

My personal chef, hard at work in the kitchen, as usual...

THIS was every bit as scrumptious-yet-healthy as it looks...that man sure knows how to work chicken into shape!

Flanked against Beth Ann and Sonny, fat and happy after yet another meal well-done...

And so after a giggly private viewing of “The Bachelor”((yes, I can’t believe I still watch such drivel)), it was time to bid my guests farewell and let what was left of my aforementioned lazy Monday night pass by. So much for working on some art as planned, eh? But I suppose that’s part of the joy of a daily life left otherwise unplanned—you just never know what can happen, thankfully. 

After my hectic week, I was more than ready to enjoy an otherwise simple weekend. Of course, it’s tough to stay so ”simple” when I’m doing one of my usual fun caricature gigs and squeezing in the usual art reception visiting, but after a lazy Sunday of nothing more than tasty Thai food and chats with friends on a fabulously friendly backyard swing, the weekend’s vibe takes on a simplistic ease that this otherwise busy gal can certainly appreciate well…

But not to gloss over the fun stuff here, Friday night featured a rather well-attended art gathering at Centennial Art Center featuring stunning glass creations of all shapes and types, from sculptures and vases to bowls and screens:

A vastly more-varied-than-usual cheese spread greeted us at the door...

Get a load of that CROWD, wowzers!!

Stunning glass creations abounded...

After that madness and a tasty Chinese meal with family, I was quite the wildwoman and went home to watch bad TV on the couch the rest of the night. Am I an art rockstar, or what?!!! Hey, it’s rare I get the whole loft to myself, so I guess I decided to take advantage of a rare evening at home alone and felt like it was a Blockbuster kinda night—I’ll certainly make up for my social nap next  weekend! 

Saturday itself was the usual laundry list of chores and then some, until I finally dragged myself up and out the door again for a bit of artistic fun before my caricature gig later that night. The first stop was a cute little fashionable gathering at hair salon/boutique R Squared to celebrate a local fashion designer’s latest fun designs and just to get together and feel a little more pretty, I suppose:

A sweet little spread indeed...

Our host, Brendan from Hardcore Fashion, was more than happy to welcome guests at the bar...

The designer in blue, along with her cute model…

This saucy minx sure knew how to work it!

Our next fun little stop of the night was at none other than the Terrazzo condo development to stop by a few of their furnished model units for an accompanying art reception. Can I just gush for a moment about how fantabulous those units are? Located amongst the glam urban flair of the Gulch area, these are quite the desirable units around town. Unfortunately, there seems to be quite a glut of these pricey unsold condo units floating around now that the economy is a record worst, so it was actually pretty smart of the Terrazzo folks to orchestrate such a unique duet with a local art gallery to lure part of the First Saturday Art Crawl crowd in and see what’s available. And man, I’d surely move there or the Adalecia in a heartbeat if I miraculously won the lottery soon, that’s for darned sure!

Colorfully abstract delights on one wall...

The tastefully furnished and HUGE main unit...

I’ll just randomly insert a few more interesting sights along the way here:

Alas, I had to bid a quick and fond farewell to friends and the typical Art Crawl crowds thanks to my caricature gig awaiting me at in Cool Springs at the annual Star Gala! Since my friend Justine Sylvie was sweet enough to recommend me for the job, I was more than pleased to be a part of the big celebration. It’s the Brentwood Chamber of Commerce’s swank yearly get-together to celebrate the efforts of its many movers and shakers within the industry. This year’s theme was none other than Moulin Rouge, so I tried my best to gussy up and yet still embody a typical “Parisian street artist,” as I was instructed by the organizers. So I simply plopped on some black boots, black leather and a black beret to, oui-oui, attempt to become Le Artiste Magnifique of the evening!

Oooh-la-la, c'est a Parisian street scene!

The ballroom was decked out and looked tres cool, I had to admit...

And as expected, the bar quickly became tres busy all evening...

...as were the waiters serving various scrumptious little somethings...

I stayed pretty busy as well, actually!

Did I mention how the bartenders made French martinis using this ice sculpture? Too fabu!

Our mime was an interesting character...so what's going on with her and the bread, huh?

Glam folks enjoying the usual glam chatter...

Hula hoop girls and jugglers were amongst the rest of the Parisian-style entertainment of the evening...

Get your hoop on, girls!

And now for a fun little pose-off with the glam local photog Sonya...

....and to round out the modeling mayhem, Justine and I had to strike one final fab pose.

What a groovy event overall! And okay, so I ended up missing all the food in the greenroom for the “talent”…I was treated to a yummy Japanese meal at Peter’s Sushi nearby. And man, my sushi-gobbling booty was pretty tired by then…tired enough to forego the temptation to photograph the gorgeous Candy Roll I all but inhaled as soon as it was set before me gleaming on its pretty white platter. MmMmmm…talk about the perfect end to the perfect evening though…

And so here I am to prep and ready myself for yet another week…a week I have promised myself I would use to start visiting the gym regularly! Let’s see if I can live up to that promise, eh? In the meantime, here’s to savoring some sweet memories and prepping for yet more productivity…Onward stride!