Today is the last day of July. And I made it!
What I mean is, that I made it through the Blog Every Day challenge! (Also known as NaBloPoMo.) It got a bit sketchy at the end with some family stuff going on, but alas, another summer blog challenge is complete.
I think I'm going to make this a tradition on the blog - complete one daily challenge every summer, whether it's a special one or a NaBloPoMo. I love the purpose these challenges give, the prompts always make me think, and usually generate some pretty interesting (and sometimes inspiring) posts!
My favorite thing about these blog challenges is meeting new friends, and this month was no exception! New bloggy buddies, like Judy over at Charming Simplicity, expand my reading repertoire, and make blogging even more fun!
If you'd like to participate in this challenge whenever, all the prompts are posted here. Thanks for playing along!
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Day 31: A Vivid Memory
A vivid memory, eh? This one happened more than ten years ago, and I still chuckle when I think of it!
I was nannying for a family while the parents were out of town. I had three kids in my care for ten days. I'd stayed with this family before, so it was nothing new. I enjoyed spending time with them, and hey, the kids, a seven year old boy, and girls ages 9, and 11, were in school from 8-3, and had after school activities, so it was kinda easy, actually!
Friday night the girls had a sleep over. Around two o'clock in the morning, the girls flew into my room, completely freaked out, because they heard a noise downstairs. I assured them all was fine, and told them they could bring their sleeping bags in and sleep in my room. They got settled in, and this time, we heard the noise again. They all screamed, and I have to admit, I was kinda scared myself! A few more LOUD bangs followed, and with my heart pounding as loud as the noises, I crept down the stairs, leaving four pre-teen girls huddled in my bed.
The noise was coming from the kitchen, and with fear coursing through my veins, I tiptoed in, and flipped on the lights.

There, I found their little brother, sitting in the pantry, eating peanut butter. I unleashed the fury on him! At this point, the girls had flown down the stairs and were standing, wide-eyed, in the kitchen door, as I screamed at him. I think they were more afraid of me than anything at that moment!
I totally took him by surprise, as he didn't anticipate getting caught. He tried the "I just wanted some peanut butter!" ploy, but when questioned as to what made peanut butter so loud, he couldn't help but grin, confirming that he'd done it on purpose. After a good minute of screaming at him, I quickly regained my composure, told him to brush his teeth again before he went back to bed, and sent everyone back up stairs.
What a night it was!
Day 31 Prompt: A vivid memory.
I was nannying for a family while the parents were out of town. I had three kids in my care for ten days. I'd stayed with this family before, so it was nothing new. I enjoyed spending time with them, and hey, the kids, a seven year old boy, and girls ages 9, and 11, were in school from 8-3, and had after school activities, so it was kinda easy, actually!
Friday night the girls had a sleep over. Around two o'clock in the morning, the girls flew into my room, completely freaked out, because they heard a noise downstairs. I assured them all was fine, and told them they could bring their sleeping bags in and sleep in my room. They got settled in, and this time, we heard the noise again. They all screamed, and I have to admit, I was kinda scared myself! A few more LOUD bangs followed, and with my heart pounding as loud as the noises, I crept down the stairs, leaving four pre-teen girls huddled in my bed.
The noise was coming from the kitchen, and with fear coursing through my veins, I tiptoed in, and flipped on the lights.

There, I found their little brother, sitting in the pantry, eating peanut butter. I unleashed the fury on him! At this point, the girls had flown down the stairs and were standing, wide-eyed, in the kitchen door, as I screamed at him. I think they were more afraid of me than anything at that moment!
I totally took him by surprise, as he didn't anticipate getting caught. He tried the "I just wanted some peanut butter!" ploy, but when questioned as to what made peanut butter so loud, he couldn't help but grin, confirming that he'd done it on purpose. After a good minute of screaming at him, I quickly regained my composure, told him to brush his teeth again before he went back to bed, and sent everyone back up stairs.
What a night it was!
Day 31 Prompt: A vivid memory.
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Day 30: Letting Go
Letting go........ two simple words......... so many interpretations......
Ironic that this is today's prompt, as today, I let my grandmother go. She graced this Earth for more than 90, very, very full years.
Letting go does not mean forgetting. It does not mean pretending things never happened. It does not mean that the past is erased.
Letting go means moving forward. It means picking up the pieces and creating a new picture. It means growing. It means forgiving.
As I let go to my grandmother, I will not forget all she has gifted my life with. I will remember the good, let go of the bad, and forgive the hurts.
Letting go means so many things. Let go of the bad to make room for the good. Let go and let the universe open to you, to the plans it has for you. Let go, and just be.
Grandma, you will be missed......
Day 30 Prompt: React to this term: Letting Go.
Ironic that this is today's prompt, as today, I let my grandmother go. She graced this Earth for more than 90, very, very full years.

Letting go means moving forward. It means picking up the pieces and creating a new picture. It means growing. It means forgiving.
As I let go to my grandmother, I will not forget all she has gifted my life with. I will remember the good, let go of the bad, and forgive the hurts.
Letting go means so many things. Let go of the bad to make room for the good. Let go and let the universe open to you, to the plans it has for you. Let go, and just be.
Grandma, you will be missed......
Day 30 Prompt: React to this term: Letting Go.
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Monday, July 29, 2013
Day 29: Music!

Here we go.... in no particular order, five favorite songs:
Song 1: The Killers - When You Were Young
Song 2: Jimmy Eat World - The Middle
Song 3: Owl City - Fireflies
Song 4: Yes - I've Seen All Good People
Song 5: Wham! - Wake Me Up Before You Go Go
There you have it. My very eclectic mix of songs. It took me over two hours to narrow it down to just five! Not an easy (or fun) task!
Day 29 Prompt: Five songs or pieces of music that speak to you or bring back memories. Use Grooveshark or YouTube to include them in the post.
Sunday, July 28, 2013
Saturday, July 27, 2013
Day 27: Dear Readers
Dear Friends,
That sounds better. You may all be reading this, but those of you that read regularly and have gotten to know me, well, you're friends. Maybe not in the physical world, but definitely in the cyber world!
I don't know that I've ever said it before, but this is the perfect opportunity to say it: Thank you. Thank you for reading my words. Thank you for sharing them and google + ing them and tweeting them. Even more than that, thank you for sharing YOUR words with me. Your comments, whether a simple "I can relate." or a more elaborate note, mean the world to me. I have saved many comments in my email, so that I can quickly pull up the ones that I've found particularly helpful, and re-read them when I need a little extra boost.
I never thought I'd be a blogger. I never thought I had anything to say, to share, or anything that would be worth reading. What started nearly two years ago as a project to help with my eating disorder recovery process has blossomed into a blog that I pour my heart into, and am very, very proud of.

The fact that you all read it is icing on the cake. And your comments? They are the sprinkles that make it all a bit more sweeter!
Day 27 Prompt: A letter to your readers.
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