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Miscellanous musings, and yes it's Monday

Monday, as in after Sunday. As in after a lovely gathering on Saturday night to celebrate St. Patrick's Day. I think this was our best celebration ever. I got to mingle, which sometimes doesn't happen. I seem to get caught in the kitchen, which is always full of chatty friends, and as I putter and fuss over food and such I just become embroiled in one conversation after another and never really mingle in the living room and dining room, and outside by the firepit.

But this year I did, and it was nice. And Daughter got to spend time with all of our friends who love finding out how life is in RI, in college, and with her in general. She also gave an iPhone tutorial to a group of our friends that made them all gasp with wonder and become more excited about their phone choice. Suffice to say, they're now all hooked on Words with Friends...

Yesterday we went for hike, and it was hard. It was on the Piedra Lisa trail in the Sandia Mountains, which is steep...going up is hard and coming down is a little treacherous, particularly if you jog down, which we did..but we all felt a sense of accomplishment once we were back in the car and headed for hot showers.

Today, very early, Hubby drove Daughter to the airport. She's off again, back to RI to finish up her first year of college, then move out of her dorm room, find a place to store her stuff, etc., before she comes home for the summer.

I'm feeling a sense of sadness with her departure, but not to the extent that I did with earlier departures. On some level I'm getting used to her coming and going. Now I feel sadness, and anticipate her return with excitement, but nothing too extreme.

The thing I need to do now is continue my introspection and begin acting on the answers to  my questions.  And look out for myself a little bit better than I have in the past. Daughter pointed out to me this weekend that she's worried about my concern over what others think about my choices, and suggested getting the hell on with my life and not limiting myself by what other people think I should do/be, etc.

Out of the mouths of babes, huh?
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