My Life

An Auspicious Beginning

Meet Barbara Kellie — I’m already in love. 

Our baby niece is already a month old, but I woke up this morning to an email from my adorable SIL. She’d sent me this photo of Miss Bee in the jumper I sent her (it says Auntie’s Girl**) and it felt like an auspicious start to a New Year. New Beginnings are a good thing. 

I’m already in love. We’ve been a bit too sick to visit. We traisped into Portland for Geo’s 16th birthday, but my SIL was under the weather and we didn’t want to impose. So, for now I’m making do with snap-shots via the phone and am hopeful to get my lens on this adorable wee one soon. Oh yeah, and hold and cuddle and tell her I adore her in person. Maybe for my birthday! 

I’m still working on my “new beginning” for this blog and my creative life. I’m trying to stay focused and yet open. And I think I’ll keep my eyes on this sweet baby–the right kind of inspiration. No?

And how about you? Did your New Year have an auspicious start? 

**Proud Uncle IZ would like me to point out, that while it says “Auntie’s Girl”, he’s the one who spotted it in the store. Love him. 

Entwined

We’ve learned to share a bathroom. . . and product. 

 

Did you have a lovely Thanksgiving? Ours seems to be in full swing still. I should be painting upstairs, but instead this afternoon finds my family curled up in front of a fire watching an old Miss Marple episode. It seems like the right choice considering our weather took the arrival of “Black Friday” literally and it’s DARK outside. All raining, wet, storming, but thankfully, not that much wind. 

We shared a wonderful Thanksgiving dinner with our very generous neighbors and friends. We’ve become this little family on the hill during the holidays– as all of us have people far flung and traveling from the Coast this time of year is tricky business. It’s such a great gathering of people. And while Geo is the only “child”, he’s so close to adulthood that he’s treated as such. Everyone wants to know his next plan in school and how he’s doing. Lots of hugs and concern for his loss (and thank you all for your prayers. He took the news poorly, got very ill for several days.) and his favorite drinks. He feels like he belongs, and that’s really what Thanksgiving is about. I hope your gathering of friends and family was truly blessed this Thanksgiving!

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Observing

Sanity in a cup . . . 

 

That sigh. . . that’s what relief sounds like. A big exhale: Glad that’s over.

Now if I could just quit my job.

It’s crazy tunes here. Busy. Detest that word. I go to bed each night thinking: tomorrow I’ll get something done. And I do. For work. But this house is bringing me down.

Halloween was lovely. Geo had friends over after his youth group event. The child actually called me in advance to let me know we had unexpected guests. To reward this ridiculously mature behavior, IZ and I blitz decorated for Halloween and Geo came home to a party ready space. Complete with homemade pizzas and Italian Sodas. Sometimes we rock the parenthood thing. 

Of course, the decorations were still up this afternoon. But we finally got a sun break and I made the kid go take everything down. Good thing too, our neighbors commented that we were “already decorated for Christmas.” What? You didn’t know? Spiderwebs and ghosts are the new trend in Christmas decorations.

I should probably stop putting up posts of beverages. But you’ll notice: no candy in this one.

I hope y’all are doing well. I’d love to hear from you. As you can tell, this is what passes for a post these days. But really after all the words of this past election, do you really mind that I cut it short? 

Breathe out people. It’s over.

Now, back to work. 

Remember

Almost 3 in a homemade costume

Historically, Halloween is big business in our home. Our house all decked out in purple lights and spider webs. Homemade costumes obsessed over for weeks. Hard-core negotiations over candy in the supermarket holiday aisle.

However, last year found us in a hotel. This year, throwing around references to gopher wood and Noah’s Ark as the rain comes down in relentless sheets. While our weather is nothing like the images being broadcast of the wreckage of Sandy (we’re praying for you East Coast) this constant downpour has my kid retreating to  a youth group candy pot-luck and me considering turning off our lights tomorrow and munching on candy in front of a roaring fire.

Despite the change in plans, there is still the issue of a costume. Going to a church function puts a real crimp in any ghoulish ideas he might have entertained. I say might, because he recently told me, “Oh, I’ve outgrown the desire to scare people on Halloween.” Yay?!

And being nearly 16 creates a whole different dynamic to the costume considerations. Gone are the years when I could say, “Look at the great costume I made you, don’t you want to be a spider?!”  Now I have to find a subtle way of suggesting that the best way to combat your “I’m a science geek prodigy” reputation, is to go BIG. Make fun of yourself. Be silly. But no LARPing costumes. 

That would be weird. 

We’ve settled on something. I hope he’ll go, have a good time, and not obsess too much on how people react to his costume. I pray the other kids get his joke and are kind, because historically they’re not so good at either of those things. And I hold my breath against the impending tidal-wave of emotions that come with parenting a child nearly grown and gone. Gone, too, are the days without a thought or care of an empty nest. Or, if the thought did come, it was in relief. Then I’ll sleep. Then we’ll be alone. 

Because now it is. . . we’re nearly there.

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Camping With This Kid

Things that make me smile: One last camping trip to close out the season.