Happy 4th of July

The past two weeks have been the hardest of the summer.

I am looking forward to a July with less work hours 

and more rest hours.

Working a 40 hour work week takes on a new meaning

when you have 23 children in your group and...

...work a split shift. Seemed more like a 50 hour week.

So, now July is here and we only have 19 days left of 

YMCA Day Camp.

In August I will be spending my birthday at the studio

and the anniversary of moving into my apartment with

a week in San Francisco with my sister.

It has been a lonely road this year...changing location

of my home, changing churches, changing afternoon jobs,

changing my tax status,

and moving on in my steps to health.

Healthy living is so much more than exercising and eating.

This year I discovered "Self Care".

The storms of my life had left me bruised and beaten.

I had few friends that I could trust in my new world.

But the hope in my heart was that there would be a new

beginning with joy for the mourning.

My landlady promised me that I had the best

view for the fireworks from my patio.

 So, I say to all who may stumble upon my blog:
"Happy 4th of July".

Christ has set me free.

 Preview of next week.

The hedge hog watermelon I am carving for 

Abbie's baby shower.

Diaper cake is still intact

Baby blanket for "Petunia"

Mary is driving me down to the shower in her little green VW Bug. :)