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2014-03-30 6:44 PM March Madness! No, sillies, I'm not angry about anything. Life has just been a little bit crazy, but I bet you already figured out my meaning.
***** First of all, I just created an Olivia Evans subfolder for my Life on the Mountain folder. I adore this child-woman-gangsta-nut-mega-talent... and have amassed gobs of photos of her - I can't help myself! So, you've probably already correctly deduced that below will be some pics of Olivia. She's on staff at Mountain T.O.P, which is located here on the Cumberland Plateau. She.Works.Hard. I don't know how she does it all except she's 43 years younger than me. In addition to Mountain T.O.P., Olivia has been picked up by a notable agent in Atlanta who's been assigning her lots and lots of auditions to video tape. This is a photo of Olivia about to tape an audition - Willow is her lovely assistant. Olivia was so proud of her *Redneck Tripod* (I know you can figure out the reasoning here.) ***** I see Dr. Colin every so often at Vanderbilt. When my head gets loose, he screws it back on. He's great with leading me to my own decision making... um, I guess that's what a good therapist does. This is a typical visit: * Exchange of arrival pleasantries * I read a journal entry and we discuss it * I read another journal entry and we discuss it * I usually have a photo or two to share that we discuss * I usually print an inspirational phrase I've discovered and we discuss it * Exchange of departure pleasantries Last week I told Dr. Colin about the *bulletin board* above my desk. When first diagnosed with IPF, I had more than a bazillion appointments at Vanderbilt. It was then that I decided I needed a bulletin board... but as is always just about the case with me, I bucked convention and started thumb-tacking things on the wall. Dr. Colin l-o-v-e-s my spunk and can-do creativity. We laugh a lot. Rarely need a hanky. Life's too short to be mopping my face with hankies. But lest you think I'm making light of the time I've spent with him, I'm not. He's been the best ever, ever medicine for me. One of the reasons I decided to post a photo of my *bulletin board* is that I added a photo of 3 wonderful women to my wall this afternoon: Jen, Olivia, Julie! Can you spot them? ***** Olivia stopped by after work the other evening. She detoured through my home because there was a spider on the door to her apartment. Hey! It made sense to me! Anyway, she sat a spell: And so did Willow: Sometimes I just have to *pinch* myself because my life is so grand. Thanks for stopping by. Read/Post Comments (5) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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