I did it! I stopped playing FarmVille on FaceBook. Actually I stopped in December. Now back to updating my blog once in a while. That game... That FarmVille, was just too addicting. I still hear it calling to me every so often. "come back... come back and see how your farm is faring since you abandoned us...". NOPE, I just won't do it! It caught me in it's web twice before and this time I've escaped for good. Unfortunately, there were a lot of "friends" made just because of that darn game. And I never hear from them anymore. But it was time, past time, that I got back into the real world. Instead of creating creative quilt patterns on virtual fields of virtual flowers and virtual vegetable crops, I'm helping create real quilts with other real people to give away to those in need of a warm blanket. Soon it will be time to get outside in the sunshine and plant real flowers, ones that I can actually touch and smell and watch grow in real time! Back to friends I can talk to in person (what a novelty!). Back to posting photos of things I love. Keep watching this space... because I'm baaaack!
I really hadn't noticed that it's been over 5 months since I last logged onto my blog. The time just flew by while I was trapped in the land of FarmVille. It's too easy to get lost in a world of make believe and forget about the daily routines, worries and responsibilities of real life.
Checking to see if the crops are ready to harvest before they wither up and die becomes an obsession. Collecting enough Christmas gifts, valentine cards, gold coins and spring eggs is a race for more, more, more, just to beat your "neighbor" by having the most "stuff". Gathering virtual eggs, milk, wool, oranges, almonds, maple syrup and circus peanuts becomes another chore.
At some point, you come to the conclusion, that the escape you found in make believe has now become your daily routine, worries and responsibilities that you tried to leave behind in reality. Hopefully this realization hits before too long. I've come to that place now 5 months since I began. But...Can I keep away from the farm? Only time will tell... only time will tell...
Has it been a 26 years already since my last child was born? He may have been number four but still unique in his own way. Never had I experienced morning sickness except with him. Never had I experienced false labor, not once but twice, except with him. And to top it off, born on a Friday the 13th! But I'm not superstitious. My last child had arrived and the wonder of this tiny newborn in my arms was once again miraculous!
At the crack of dawn on another beautiful day in Tucson, I was gazing at the clouds and imagined this particular one looked alot like a bird in flight. At first, I thought about the majestic Canadian geese that would soon be flying south for warm winter homes. Then I realized... no... this must be a sign that the yearly migration of the snowbird is about to begin. Those fair weather folks from up north will soon be traveling long distances just to roost in the land of sunshine and warmth and to avoid the dreary, cold winter months. Before the last leaf falls and the arctic snow drifts, they will have settled into their cozy nests in various RV parks and established winter homes all around town. So keep an eye out, because you'll soon be seeing them every where, as they navigate their flight patterns and flock in great numbers to enjoy their favorite feeding stations.