One day we were walking to school, my sisters and I. I was in Kindergarten, Snickerdoodle was in first grade and Seniordoodle was in second. We walked through an open field to get to school. Walking to school in the semi-arid desert of Bakersfield, California, you might come upon any number of wild things, but on this day we came upon a snake in our path. Being solution-minded little girls, we held hands, ran and jumped over the snake and were on our merry way. When we described the snake later to Mommy and Daddy, including its peculiar rattling sound, THEY were the ones who were rattled to think of their young daughters hopping over a rattlesnake on the way to school! What kind of dangers were out in the big bad world that they couldn’t protect us from? I’m glad we were so innocent, that we couldn’t imagine a downside to jumping over a snake.
Today, this week, this month of February, this year 2013, I would like to try to live my life with some of that childhood innocence. I’d like to try Jumping Over the Snake. I’d like to just get out there and TRY without over-thinking things too much. This is my mission, I believe, for this year. It has already started, with this blog. Bipolaronfire? What the hell? I don’t know!!! BUT I’M DOING IT!! Come along for the ride, please, and we’ll see where it takes us. I think it’s gonna be good.
Pictured: A Lizard in St Augustine, FL. Hey. It’s in the same family. I don’t have any pictures of snakes. I DO have a strict policy of only using pictures that I have taken. And I like pictures!