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I’ve Moved

Posted: November 12, 2010 in me

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Why I blog & happiness

Posted: October 20, 2010 in me
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Do you ever have one of those days where you were writing a blog post in your head all day long? I have them often- only to lose it all once I get the chance to jot it all down. I should take notes but I never have, except where it came to poetic-like jabings. My head is my blog, what spills over, what’s left over, goes here. It goes here because I need the space. It goes here because my friends on facebook were getting tired(I’m assuming) of seeing their timeline filled with my “notes”, and I was tired of avoiding eye contact after a little too much sharing.

Today was my daughter’s third birthday-and all day long I wrote a blog in my head, now I’m just too happy to share it all, it needs time to set. I’m happy tonight for so many reasons. I’m waiting for my happy to calm down so I can sleep.

First and foremost, my baby is three now! That’s a bittersweet happy. It swells and breaks my heart at the same time. 3 is a magic number, especially for birthdays it seems. They are old enough to realize it’s their birthday but still young enough to think it’s everyone else’s birthday too. Those moments when she said happy birthday back to whoever wished her a happy birthday first? Those moments never got old. The moments she stopped whatever she was doing to hug me as tight as her little still baby- soft arms could, they were precious.

I’m happy for other reasons too, maybe less meaningful but still important reasons. My sketchbook project notebook came in the mail today. This happened on the same day my doodle got put into the doodle challenge. Both these things are big for me. I’ve been trying to become more connected with others like me. Blogs make me feel like I’ve gained acess to the world of writers. I don’t need to be the best blogger, merely being a part of the community is huge for me. The sketchbook project and the doodle challenge help me feel connected to another part of myself, the artist within. What I said about the blogging world applies here as well, and another thing. Connecting with people who do the things I like to do, inspire me, you fuel me. I’m like a creativity vampire but not undead( although if I don’t start getting more sleep soon!) Anyway, I’m happy- I’m thankful…just saying that would’ve probably made this blog alot shorter. If you read this blog skip to the bottom next time if you’re time-limited. And thank you.

Thursday Recycled Art Day

Posted: October 15, 2010 in crafts, kids, me

I was really silly for coining this Thursday Recycled Art day, I’m beginning to see. We do our craft project sometime during the week- its not always on a Thursday. This week it was actually on Monday, which makes the fact that I’m posting this so late sound really bad. I’ve been distracted. There’s this thing called The Sketchbook project, it’s run by the  Brooklyn Art Library and I’ve barely now heard about it. What the sketchbook project does is allow anyone to participate in filling up a notebook  that they send to you with drawings and such  based on the theme that you pick. The sketchbooks  then tour around the country, thousands of them are exhibited at galleries and museums. The fee to join is $25 and the deadline to join is October 31st. My theme is “You’d be home already.” I was auctually on  Katie Wall’s blog and she led me to it. Don’t you just love blogs? Anyway, the sketchbook project is right up my alley and as soon as I read about it I had to be a part of it. It was 6am when I read the post and I was so afraid that I wouldn’t be able to do it, I was so anxious to click the button and have the materials sent to me I could’ve cried. But I waited til I heard my husband stirring and practically pounced on him about it. Then of course I had to re-explain,wait for him to fully wake up, show him the site and then he said yes, which absolutely made my week. Now I’m anxiously awaiting the arrival of the notebook so that I can begin. A little about our art project this week below-


Sometimes my kids dont feel up to doing the project I’ve thought up for us. And that’s ok. The purpose of our projects is not “perfection” , the purpose is for my children to feel they have a free enviroment in which to create. So when I suggested that we use an old Ramen noodle box(please don’t judge but, sometimes my husband and I stay up all night and eat Ramen noodles), paint it blue and make an ocean diorama, Cat wasn’t feeling it. Really? because we could paint it blue then make fish and hang them from the top of the box-it’d look like they were swimming! Cat,”Nah, fish are kinda boring and that looks like a house…can I paint the roof blue? ” And I consented, and when I asked if she wanted to make people or animals to go inside her house?She asked if she could draw the ICarly cast. So there you go, feautured above is an Icarly house complete with Carly, Freddie and Sam. We glued the finished characters onto toliet paper rolls so they could stand up better. Next? She’s wanting to make a house for Pucca and her friends, because apparently, ninjas and the Icarly cast cannot share a house, they just can’t! You learn something new everyday.(And honestly, the fish things been done before, but an Icarly tissue roll and Ramen noodle box set? Quite possibly, not.)  🙂

Because I cant sleep…

Posted: October 14, 2010 in me
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Have you ever had one of those nights when you can’t sleep? Your minds racing at 50 mph and you go on Twitter way too often which makes things 20 x worse? Yea, I’m there tonight. It’s truly stupid and pointless when I have way too many things to get done tommorow. It’s honestly because of those things that I’m probably losing sleep now. I’m sitting here remembering that although I fully intend to go grocery shopping first thing, I’ve yet to make a list.
I don’t go grocery shopping with out a list( very often). When I do we somehow come home with alot of Little Debbie snack cakes, soda,chips and very little else. I don’t know why this happens- clearly I get the basket drawn to these items on it’s own. It’s clearly not my fault, because I am a grown up and I know better.

Sigh, ok but enough giving myself chuckles-there’s also the pile of laundry that I can see from here but that I am trying to’s not working. Those babies need to be sorted, pressed and put away- and don’t think they’re letting me forget about it. This should’ve been done yesterday they cackle. Yes, my laundry cackles- doesn’t yours?

There’s a million things I could be doing right now, but I’m ignoring them. The truth is as soon as I get the ironing board out I’ll wake up one of the kids- and though I lovingly refer to them as gremlins throughout the day, if you wake them up they really are. (the kind that you’ve gotten wet and are now gnawing through your electrical wiring, not the cute gizmo guy) I’d probably just end up watching infomercials anyway….hey maybe I should wander back to Twitter again? I’ve only been slightly ridiculously inapporiate- the night is young.

I want a friend and a firepit

Posted: October 2, 2010 in me

A long time ago, in the early days of dating my first husband, he took me to visit his friends. I knew from the moment we walked in to the house that these were different people then I’d associated with. There was a mixed tape of lemonheads, ramones and misfits music playing in the background. Yeah alot of drinking was going on, but it wasn’t a kegger or anything- these people were discussing. In groups of two or three or even more they stood in huddled groups and discussed politics and world news and Che( who I had never even heard of before). I was so happy because these were people I wanted to get to know, wise,open minded, artistic people. And I was sad because I couldn’t seem to make myself join in anywhere. But I sat and I listened eventually I even talked to a few people , even to the host who shared a love of batman and wing tattoos. Later,the party moved outside and around a gravel lined area where a fire pit sat in the middle, and people were still laughing and debating and then laughing some was nice.

It reminded me of one of my favorite parts in the little women movie with wyonna Ryder. She’s listening to Mr Baeurs friends debating over whether women should be allowed to vote, when they ask her opinion. She gives this brillant response of course and one of the friends says, you should’ve been a lawyer, Miss March and she answers, I should’ve been a great deal of things. End scene.

I, alas, never had the chance for saying something brillant, I never got to debate my point- I just stood or sat and nodded and smiled way too much. Everyone probably thought I was semi- brain dead. I regret it now I wish I had tried harder to engage- I never got another chance. The weekends after that my boyfriend tried to visit me more often, he could get the time off work easier and we lived 2 1/2 hrs away from each other. Then we married and all free time was consumed with the in laws and family functions.

I don’t even know why I thought of it today, except that I felt a little lonely. And I thought wouldn’t it be great to have a place like that fire pit and people all gathered around me to converse with? And wouldn’t it be really great if I had no shyness and I was as much me as I am when I’m not overcome with it. I want friends who don’t always neccessarily agree with me, but listen to my point and give me a chance to listen to theirs. I don’t want to be pandered to- Im tired of polite niceties.I’m so sick of my statuses on facebook being “liked”. Talk to me engage with me, even if it’s to disagree with me. At least give me that. I just want a friend who is themselves and is ok with me being myself. Wouldn’t that be nice?

Stop squeezing the cats head!

Posted: October 1, 2010 in me
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The kids refuse to quit squeezing the cat’s head this morning, and it’s not our nice docile cat either, it’s the mean black one. The one that hisses at me when I try to pet it, evil devil spawn. Does she even know that it’s October? Not a good month to make the momma mad, you don’t want to be roaming streets now, black kitty. I wouldn’t do that of course, I’m sure if small children squeezed my head all morning I’d be plenty annoyed too. I’m just glad it’s never showed aggression to the kids. Seriously, though my sister who loves cats may wake up to a new one some morning, things are heading that way. I’ll admit I’m a little moody today, for many reasons. One, I’m menstrual which always stinks, and that was probably way too much info. It’s weird because this is a week early for me, but I’m very bioinfluenced. I read about three tweeters starting their cycles yesterday, and I’m pretty sure that has something to do with it. Two, my recent post at hubpages on small things you can do to save the enviroment got 1 useful and 1 funny. Funny? So I’m thinking either someone who thinks the enviroment isn’t an issue thinks me writing about this subject is funny. Or, and this worse, an enviromentalist thinks the small things I’m suggesting aren’t enough. I admit I’m not the best at always doing what’s enviromentally friendly, I even state that in the hub. I know something like a funny on what I thought was a straight forward post shouldn’t bother me but it kinda does anyway. Oh well, this too shall pass- I know that in my heart only the best intentions were at play. laptop’s broken. This is an old song, I’m sure facebook and Twitter are sick of by now. It still bothers me. I’m not able to write everyday like I’d like to. It leaves me with all sorts of unresolved notions I’d love to hash out by writing about them. I’m writing this post on the wordpress app on my teeny iPod touch. Very handy since my husband’s work computer is being used all day by him for work. (silly man) 4. I’m beginning to sound all whiny which really really annoys me. Someone should seriously do something about that please, thanks, Lydia
The nice cat:

Hello world!

Posted: September 16, 2010 in me
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Hello World, indeed. I’ve said for a while now that when I grow up I want to be a blogger. I’m not completely grown up now, mind you, but I’m getting there. Why don’t you join me for the ride? If you don’t learn something you may at least get a laugh out of it. Who am I? Hard question, the short answer is I’m a mom, I’m a wife, I paint, draw and I like to write. I like to garden and cook too, but those definately aren’t my strong suits. I hope to see you here often, I’m actually really happy to finally be here.