We took a small trip to the desert this weekend. Worth the trip don’t you think? All along the ride there were small desert flowers at the side of the road, and the cactus with the vibrant pink flowers were ready to explode. While these bushes filled with yellow flowers were scattered about. The birds were singing and the desert was blooming. I was glad to visit. A long time ago I didn’t like the desert. I was naive. I just thought it was dry, dirt and had little to offer. Thank goodness as I have added years I realize it’s gorgeous. Many of the plants remind me of under the sea. It’s really quote beautiful the brown and the blue. I’m so happy we get wiser as we age. It’s an upside.
I have not had a chance to look into making my blog a dot.org but in the meantime. I had a productive spring weekend. What happened?
I painted a bookcase yellow
A chocolate cake was baked
We found the sweet blue eggs that are waiting to hatch
I planted the wild flowers for Aunt Louise
The yard was mowed
Good food was eaten
A little Laundry was done
Motorcycle man got a ride or two in
The jeep was smogged and tags paid
We lived another day
And this week I hope to share with you, or anyone who cares to see… how the bookcase is coming along. Totally free, completely useful and motorcycle man said “you made it look pretty” and that made me happy.
Here is my Sunday video. A little slow and melancholy because it was dedicated to my great Aunt who left us in the fall and today we planted her wild flowers in hopes that they will bloom. The secret word for my video…..is….. love
“By supporting our unique community you have participated in something amazing! You connected with a person & TRUSTED them to bring you something to enrich your life!” this was the message
When I got home from work today and after picking up Moon Rebel, there were two packages sitting in my kitchen. One , the oils I ordered for my mom and two, an unknown big brown box, mighty big box for what I found inside. It came from a place in Newport Beach, “hey, that’s not too far from me!” The company, “Simply Straws” Inside the box and wrapped carefully in lots of brown paper was a glass mug, a jar mug, with a lid and hole for a straw and a glass straw. I have never drank out a glass straw before! I had made juice this morning for breakfast for me and first-born and I thought…why not make a second batch so I can drink out of this amazing mug. And so I did.
I rinsed my produce first.
then I poured it into my new really cool mug (it fit perfect). thank you simply straws and thank you mystery friend! I may have an inkling who they may be…just maybe?? Did I mention I love to drink my juice from straws and now I can stop using the plastic straws I buy and my sweet friend Miss Moonspinner recently gave me a straw cleaner. This will be just perfect.
I’m going to be painting my book-case today so I will be busy but I just wanted to share the good news. That the community in which I belong to is very kind, very big-hearted and I’m very thankful for them. I think my juice tastes better this way in this cool mug with the glass straw. Yep, I’m sure of it.
Lastly I have been researching how to move my blog to a .org so I can have more control. I wanted to give plug-ins a try today and realized because I use a .com with wordpress, I can’t use plug-ins. And in case you are wondering what plug-ins are, welp, I don’t really know exactly. It all started because I wanted to add that little pin on my pictures that you click on it and pin photo’s to pinterest. I need a plug-in for that. So today I will also be researching what that really means and how to possibly move my blog so I can make it more my own. I think it’s time.
It did happen over night you know. She went from the tiniest little girl and next thing I knew….she was a teenager. My youngest, my littlest and only girl is officially 13 as of 8:15 p.m. last night. This Sunday’s film will be about her birthday. We celebrated by going to breakfast as a family, then she had another party to attend, another March 8th baby.
I wanted to make her 13th day special so while she was at the other party I filled up balloons for her room and each of us in the family wrote her 5 notes and stuck them inside the balloons. she got her ballet shoes so she can dance like she loves and we finished our night with sushi. It was a good day. A really good day. I think what meant a whole lot to Abbie was, that her oldest brother made sure to be a part of breakfast and dinner.
The strange part about being thirteen is, she woke up like an instant teenager. She was grumpy and silent all the way to school. I suppose the time change might have something to do with it too. I know I don’t want to go to bed at night and I sure don’t want to get up in the morning. It gets me for the first week or so. Looking forward to the longer feeling days though.
She is a darling young woman, she has the sweet gene. She has a tender heart, she is meek, she is mild, she is fun, she is silly, she is quiet, she is humble, she has joy in her heart and she loves Jesus with her entire being. In so many ways she is a reflection of myself. I watch her and it’s like I’m watching myself grow up again. She and I have so many similarities it’s crazy. She has a blend of me and Rich. She looks an awful lot like her daddy but sometimes she looks like me too. Mostly…her handsome daddy though. She is a gift to us, a blessing and I’m ready. I’m ready for this next phase. The little phase was tremendous but we must solider on…move forward and face the future.
This morning when I woke up. Rich left a pretty big, big red rose from our garden next to my morning coffee. It made me smile right off the bat. I feel so blessed to have this guy as my partner. I wonder what I did to deserve it? I never want to take him for granted. When I tried to capture a shadow this morning, I put his rose in front of an outlet, see there. That’s the morning rose. It’s like a double cool thing. It’s grandpa’s rose and Rich knows how special they are to me.
I wore another of my skirts today! I thought my friend KATE would really like this one. motorcycle man says it looks like a C.D. and wants to know what song it plays but us hippie girls know it as tie dye! And when I went to the post office today, I passed a gal who smiled big and said “I love your skirt!” That was nice and naturally I smiled back BIG and said “THANK YOU!”
A few other blessings! Papa gave motorcycle man his shoe shine kit and old tool box. My sister Sarah fixed a bracelet I had that I really loved and I’m wearing it above in that picture. My friend SunDaizy dedicated beautiful words to me today and made a picture mosaic of us. If I were tech-ie enough I would copy the mosaic and show you here. But I couldn’t figure it out. I saw a few shadows today and reflections too. I vacuumed the max hair and kitty kat hair all up, lit some candles, did the dishes, washed our towels and now I sit here to write. I promised myself and sister Sarah bunny yoga would happen. So I will end my day with that. How was your day?
Today I’m going to cook a 25 pound turkey and since I get home after 2:00 p.m. our bird may not be done till 9:00 p.m. (picture eyes bulging out!!) **warning** it cooks twice as fast in one of these bags. It was MORE than done by 6 p.m.
Today I baked crescents, the kind we buy at Trader Joes in the frozen section. We set them out over night to rise then bake them in the morning! The house smelt sooo good. It even woke Awesome ( and yes I mean awesome) up early….oh the smell of fresh-baked goodness on a chilly morning.
Today I took littlest and only girl to school. It’s pajama day so she went cozy.
Today I ate the crescents with my friends at work, we had hot tea and crescents with other yummy treats, we talked we laughed and that was our Christmas gift to each other.
Today we will not talk about what I did at work, except for the part about having tea with my friends
Today I will do bunny yoga by the light of the Christmas tree.
Today I will pick up Moon Rebel and his friend Shawn from school.
Today I will then pick up littlest and only girl and our neighbor from the high school.
Today I will vacuum our floors
Today I will put up the dishes and wipe down the counters (Moon Rebel stepped in to help)
Today I will light a few candles
Today I will make my bed
Today I will talk to God
Today I plan to write a letter back to a friend. (this happened more like 2:44 a.m. but I still count it as the same day)
Today I’m sure we will build a toasty fire.
Today I will bring the mail in.
Today I will make midafternoon coffee, maybe a seasonal flavor in the coffee press (I snuck in a snack too)
Today I will be sure to hug the children and Mr. Motorcycle man. (bonus) lots of Aunts and Uncles were here from up north…so I got lots of hugs in today..yesterday.
Today I will play music.
Today I will blog about today which was actually yesterday and so when there isn’t much to blog about. One blogs about their day. Because I must write. I just must.
The heart is where the beauty of the human spirit comes alive. Without the heart, the human would be sinister. To be able to feel is the great gift. When you feel for someone, you become united with that person in an intimate way; your concern and compassion come alive, drawing some of the other person’s world and spirit into yours. Feeling is the secret bridge that penetrates solitude and isolation. WIthout the ability to feel, FRIENDSHIP AND LOVE COULD NEVER BE BORN. All feeling is born in the heart. – JOHN O’DONOHUE
Today I got home to a package on my porch. I thought “I have not ordered anything?” “I wonder what it might be?” I opened up this beautifully wrapped package and inside was this framed photograph of a far a way friend of mine. A friend whom I have never met yet the connection is so real. She had posted this image and I asked if I might buy this print from her. I fell instantly in love with it. It was her and it was peace. She said she would send me a copy. I expected it might be a print that would arrive in the mail and in a flat envelope that I would then frame. She went above and beyond sending me a print. She had it framed. I’m overwhelmed with how someone I have never met would do something so nice for me. Yesterday I was down about my own little skin issues and I wrote a frustrated poem about it. Today I came home and I can’t stop smiling and it doesn’t mater that I still have sores on my legs, it doesn’t matter at all. Today I have gratitude in my heart from a far away friend. Thank you Beth for your kindness, thoughtfulness and generosity. I will hang your art in my dining room with the rest of my favorite images. It will look just right there.
“We were sent into the world alive with beauty. As soon as we choose Beauty, unseen forces conspire to guide and encourage us towards unexpected forms of compassion, healing and creativity.” (John O’Donohue)
We had a whirlwind weekend. We got up just before the sun Saturday morning to travel a distance away to see my grandma. She will be 85 on Tuesday. I sadly have not spent very much time with this grandma but it’s never too late. I decided and with the support of my husband that we would drive to see her, to give hugs and kisses, to cook with her, to grocery shop with her and then sneak off to her favorite taco stand. We left before her big party was going to happen but for me it wasn’t about the party it was about hearing her sweet voice, as she jingled around the kitchen “grandma? where are you hiding those bells?” She giggled and smiled (she is good at that) “I’m not-a tellin” then she spilled the beans….”they are tied to my socks” We made her famous home-made blue cheese dressing and shrimp cocktail and some deviled eggs. Her name is Joy, I have mentioned her before. She is her name. She smiles and laughs often, her blue eyes twinkle and she tells the best stories. We stop at her door and she opens it wide and she says “welcome to my casa, please do come in!”
Remember when Oprah used to have her Christmas show and she would share some of her most favorite things then ALL the audience members would get what she loved? That was so awesome. I recently read a blog from a writer whom I admire very much, Emily P. Freeman and she shared some of her favorite things which are also simple gift suggestions. The funny thing is…I really truly love some of her favorite things and have similar things on my list. I even own the same book and coffee mug she has on her blog, only my mug has a letter (t) on it.
Earrings – just yesterday I picked these up for myself and I don’t normally buy earrings very often. I have to really, really, really love them and then I will wear them day in and day out for years to come. My most favorite pair broke this year and so these are officially my new favorite pair. I got them at my friend Lilly’s shop Share and Do Good. It’s a wonderful store in down town Fullerton, a giving boutique for great causes.
John O Donohue book – This book was recommended to me a few years ago by a friend of mine I met in my photo world. She and I were talking on the phone one night and she asked me if I had ever read any books by John O Donohue, the late John O Donohue was an Irish priest and philosopher. I was reading his take on our hearts last night, it’s a wonderful book and not sure why it took me so long to order it. Thank you Andrea for your wonderful suggestion.
Bible – I look to this book for peace, for uplifting, for living advice, it’s the best manual I have found for my life. It has all the answers and it comes with a living God who I can actually talk to. I have about 4 Bibles. One was given to me by my parents when I graduated the 8th grade, it’s a New American Standard version, then I received one as a gift from my sister-n-law one Christmas and it’s the New King James Version and I have a really big pretty one that my parents got Rich and I our first Christmas together and it has our name engraved on it, it’s a King James version and lastly my New International study Bible that I got for myself. I love how most my Bibles are gifts from people I love.
Candle – Lilly also sells these amazing smelling candles. Aren’t they just beautiful too? They are going like hot cakes so if you like the look of them I will guarantee you will love the smell of them and with each candle you buy it will feed a child.
Pandora – I love music and I used to have a collection of records when I was a girl, then it went to tapes and from there I graduated to cd’s and then it was iTunes and what I had on my iPod and now it’s all about Pandora. I LOVE Pandora. Music is a crucial part of my life, I listen to it when I cook, clean, walk, drive and work.
Typewriters – my new treasures!
Camera – my tool. I have been into photography since I was a girl, yes girl. Probably Jr. High. I have always been the girl who has a camera in her hand, or even a video camera. I used to make videos when I was in Jr. High and High school. My mom and dad were trusting enough to let me tote around their old-fashioned VHS video recording camera. I would direct fashion shows, interviews and little skits. I also would just document my teenaged life. Let’s face it…it pretty much was my camera even though my parents owned it. They were generous with it. I would love to have those tapes transferred one day. I think my parents still have them. So I rather adore how my Canon 70D takes gorgeous photos and video too!
Clementine’s – oh the smell! The taste! The vibrant color. What’s not to like?
Essential oils – A sort of new passion. They are good for all kinds of stuff. So I have a small collection I use for things like, my allergies, children tummy problems, headaches and also for preventative measures. I deal oil….just sayin.
Vanille pefume. Oh how I love this perfume!! It’s the best smelling vanilla I have ever smelt. Okay, not bragging or anything but I think the one thing people most tell me is…”you are so sweet” Yes sweet. Of all things. It used to tick me off, because I wanted to be edgy and I always considered myself a little bit of a rebel ,why can’t anyone else see what my inner self sees? I’m learning to accept my sweetness so I decided if people think I’m sweet, mays well smell sweet too. I buy mine at Roadkill Ranch, my favorite clothes store in Fullerton.
Handwritten letters – The art of writing letters in cursive. The lost art. I want to re-visit my calligraphy days. When I was a teenager my mom had me take calligraphy one summer. The story with that is….I snuck out one night and got caught. So my parents decided I would write 500 times in calligraphy “I will not be deceitful to my mother and father anymore” My mom recently gave me the stack of my hard work. Good practice right?
Feathers – the feathers that I find, the feathers that are mailed to me from different states or even countries. It’s a gift it really is and I feel so blessed each time I find one.
And these are a few of my favorite things!