...it wasn't planned, but I'm sure glad it happened.
Let me tell you a little story.
{Part I}
If you read Rebecca Sower, then you know she likes to unplug periodically.
I used to wonder what the heck did she do during her unplugged times?
And then I realized, oh she's actually living life during those times!
Me, well I would have an utter conniption fit if the power should go out and I had NO internet service.
And then one Sunday (not too long ago) I was at home all day long doing regular ol' at home stuff all day long and at the end of the day I realized I had not touched my laptop at all.
Not one single time.
And the world had not stopped spinning.
And I was still breathing.
And I was still functioning like I always have.
And I liked it!
So, I did it again the next Sunday.
And the Sunday after that and the Sunday after that.
And......
Sometime after all that happened I read this post of Christen's.
A year or two ago, I decided it was okay if I missed a day or two of posting here on my blog, but if I missed a whole week I felt guilty.
Christen's post reminded me that that's just ridiculous.
I mean when you get right down to it, it really is!
{Part II}
The second week of March we flew down to the island.
I packed my laptop and my camera and all the accompanying cables, because I had full intentions of taking photos and blogging while there (for 11 days).
On a side note, do you have any idea how heavy a tote can become when toting a laptop, camera and all the accompanying cables plus three books, two magazines, two art journals, a pencil bag full of markers and paint, stitching stuff, your wallet, phone and favorite trail mix?
Let me just tell you it is HEAVY.
And it gets even heavier when a Farmboy looks at you and tells you that no he won't carry it for you, you packed it you carry it; without even once blinking those pretty green eyes at you.
I lugged all that techno stuff down there (and back) and I took three photos with my big camera and check my email one time.
Why?
Because this is what I did.
Let me tell you a little story.
{Part I}
If you read Rebecca Sower, then you know she likes to unplug periodically.
I used to wonder what the heck did she do during her unplugged times?
And then I realized, oh she's actually living life during those times!
Me, well I would have an utter conniption fit if the power should go out and I had NO internet service.
And then one Sunday (not too long ago) I was at home all day long doing regular ol' at home stuff all day long and at the end of the day I realized I had not touched my laptop at all.
Not one single time.
And the world had not stopped spinning.
And I was still breathing.
And I was still functioning like I always have.
And I liked it!
So, I did it again the next Sunday.
And the Sunday after that and the Sunday after that.
And......
Sometime after all that happened I read this post of Christen's.
A year or two ago, I decided it was okay if I missed a day or two of posting here on my blog, but if I missed a whole week I felt guilty.
Christen's post reminded me that that's just ridiculous.
I mean when you get right down to it, it really is!
{Part II}
The second week of March we flew down to the island.
I packed my laptop and my camera and all the accompanying cables, because I had full intentions of taking photos and blogging while there (for 11 days).
On a side note, do you have any idea how heavy a tote can become when toting a laptop, camera and all the accompanying cables plus three books, two magazines, two art journals, a pencil bag full of markers and paint, stitching stuff, your wallet, phone and favorite trail mix?
Let me just tell you it is HEAVY.
And it gets even heavier when a Farmboy looks at you and tells you that no he won't carry it for you, you packed it you carry it; without even once blinking those pretty green eyes at you.
I lugged all that techno stuff down there (and back) and I took three photos with my big camera and check my email one time.
Why?
Because this is what I did.
I did this in a lounge chair, in a hammock, on the beach and right there in that bed when it was raining or during the heat of the day.
When I wasn't doing this, I was working in an art journal like my life depended on it.
I liked it.
It was awesome.
When we got back home I was still kind of in that mind set (or maybe I just didn't have anything to say).
Either way, I unplugged, stayed unplugged and didn't feel any guilt about it.
And now I feel rejuvenated and am so happy to be back.
Talk to you soon!



























































