Hurst Family News

These are just some things i was thinking about today. The future. Dreams. Goals. Things I'd like to do. Someday. And yes i know all about planning and wishing and how I'd i don't move forward they won't happen. A list is a good place to start though. My own little second hand store. I'd love for it to work in conjunction with the family support center or women's shelter. Something bigger than just me. There is one in Logan Utah called Somebody's Attic and I love it.  It makes me want to take business classes. Weird. I'd love to learn how to play the piano. Which means I'll need to acquire a piano someday. I think it will go perfectly where the computer is right now. It may be 10 years from now before i can really start on that one because of time and money, but I'm not the only one to do things later in life. Julia Child anyone? (no I'm not looking to be a musical Julia Child.) I may never be great but just plunking out a tune with both ha...

...it's rather confusing. I had strange dreams last night that I attribute to watching Bones on Netflix and then reading THIS article about the Powells.  (Rated NFM- Not for Mama--just heads up Mom) I can watch shows like Bones based on my belief that reality wouldn't be THAT perverted.  Then hearing about the Powell family brings reality back in.  Sick and twisted. Luckily my dreams were not sick and twisted--just weird. My great uncle Ron was interviewed on TV about the northern third of California that burned 85 years ago. Not that it burned or that he's 85 but he WAS a fire captain for a long time in Lodi. Also Sacramento came to be because a long time ago there were just a bunch of podunk towns in Northern California and someone decided that they needed a place to unify them.  Thus they built Sacramento.  And a family up the street had a pink Volkswagon Bus and the dad was SO excited that it was up and running again.  In reality this family is ...

I woke up this morning from a dream and immediately thought of this scene;  the final scene from The Wizard of OZ.   You can watch it HERE .  Or the M&M's version.... All my dear friends were there.  You and you and you....  there was talk of babies and books and politics (Oh My!)  Lovely food and laughter.   It certainly felt like HOME.  To the lovely ladies of the book club: Dorothy said it best, "Oh, but it  wasn't  a dream! It was a place! And you - and you - and you - and you were there. But you couldn't have been, could you?" "There's no place like home." You are all loved and missed.