Mud Princess: Designated Lush

 I've lived in Walla Walla all my life. While almost reaching my 25^th year in this town, I've found that it’s about damn time I start to learn about wine.

I’d be the first to raise my hand and jump up and down if someone asked, “Who here doesn’t like wine?” Despite my efforts to boycott this bitter (poison to my taste buds) drink, my lack of knowledge has been holding me back in the wonderland of Walla Walla, and if I’m going to stay put and raise a family, I might as well become accustomed to what this town has turned into over the past 20 years.

I tried for as long as possible to not be a part of the wine world of Walla Walla, but spending the past couple of months venturing out into the job market has opened my eyes to the fact that you can’t go anywhere in  life without the knowledge of wine—at least while living in Walla Walla. With my newfound label of concierge at a local hotel, I’m getting questions daily about this magical vine juice in a bottle.

With this, I’m determined to learn. I’m going to start reading Wine Trails of Walla Walla  By Steve Roberts. I’ve opened up the first page and read the introduction, and have to admit, I’m intrigued.

It will be an interesting read, and of course, I wouldn’t go on this journey without including all ya’ll fine folk! Oh, wait. That’s not proper English. ‘All of you wonderfully elegant gentlepersons’ That’s better. I wonder if I’ll obtain an English accent in the process. Ok, I know it’s naïve of me to think that….but I’m pretty sure that would be awesome. 

Come along. Bathe in the knowledge that I share with you. Enjoy my humor. And possibly learn something you didn’t know before.  Further posts to come…

Water, Earth, Wind, and Fire

It’s raining today.

Fall is here.

Orange.

Yellow.

Brown.

Red.

Rainy days.

Cold Winds.

Free Spirits.

Laughter. Fun.

Today is the type of day that makes me listen to 97.1 Rock. The badabadabadabam of the base drum is intoxicating. I imagine the stomps of the base pedal. Lifting my soul to become one with the earth; to celebrate its beauties.

Come with me to a worriless world of solace living.  

Take a drive out to the woods. Embrace the colors of the earth. Feel the wind against your skin.  A blazing fire in the distance. The warmth calling your name.  Hear the beat of the drum in your head. And DANCE. Let your heart breath. Clear your mind. Let the rain saturate your soul. Become one with the earth.

…and celebrate fall.  

A Woman's Battle

When I grow up I want to be a writer….or a teacher. I want to be skinny. And I want to be a good parent.

These are the current things on my wish list right now.

If I want to become a better writer, I need to keep on writing. If I want to become a teacher, I need to finish school. If I want to get skinny, I need to stay active. And If I want to become a better parent, I need to give my children the attention they deserve while they still consider me their best friend.

It’s that simple, right? It should be that simple. I shouldn’t be lazy with life. I should punch myself in the face for getting to this point. But, I must stay positive.  I’m in control of my own life. I’m a grown woman and I know what I must do to accomplish the things I want. And honestly, the steps aren’t that hard. It’s just taking the steps to DO THEM to get me where I want to be.

As I’m writing this, I still don’t know if I’m all talk. One part of me, the weak part, knows that these are just words and I won’t follow though. The other part, the stubborn as hell part, will not accept failure and will fight for the life that I, and my family, deserve to live. I’m torn. I’m insecure. I’m selfish. I’m loving. I’m amazing. I’m brilliant. This is me. My true colors.

I’m human. I’m woman.

 Hear me roar.

PS. Writing this has given me the strength to win the battle for today. This morning was a lazy one, but this afternoon is going to be full of excitement, and life….and love towards my children.

One day at a time…