Thursday, April 5, 2012

:::tap tap tap - this thing on?:::

oh. hello there. remember me? i'm still here. 

i wish i could say i have an excuse as to why i don't blog anymore. life, you know. 80 hour work weeks. non-profit start ups. and kids. teaching, teething, breaking, building, reading, puddle jumping, learning how to walk. sooooo much learning going on lately. for example, i'm learning how to not lose my freaking mind with these kidlets. 

speaking of learning, we're exploring our school options for Maeve. public? private? homeschool? unschool? oh the possibilities! a lot of it depends on where my professional life goes in the next couple of years. 

the next 6 months hold a lot for our family. possible up's. probable down's. and i'm left in the middle trying to keep my kingdom happy.
i figure as long as there's love and laughter, we can't go wrong. some days that just requires extra coffee.
the end of our rainbow is in Kansas City when we go visit family and friends for 2 weeks in September. a journey that my heart and soul desperately needs. i'll be in single parent mode for 11 days until R joins us for the remaining 5 days. i can handle daytime duty, but no bedtime help is going to be challenging, to say the least. BUT, i have time to prepare! 

it also gives everyone else time to prepare for us. we're a wild bunch. Rowen is always in raccoon-let-me-destroy-that-for-you mode:
what made me think I could give him a closed bag of macaroni to shake while I made dinner is beyond me. bam bam busted that bag wide open, and as you can see he wasn't too happy about being busted. 

that's right dude. fun time over. i don't want to have to pry hard noodles our of your baby throat later. i forgot what this everything-in-the-mouth phase was like!

many people in KC haven't met Maeve either. bright is the only way to describe her lately. she's smart, wise beyond her years, and she wears her soul on her sleeve! my shining star. she saved my life, you know. 
i never thought i'd love my little family THIS much. so many friends have started and added to their families, just this last month!

welcome to the world:
- delia
- ben
- julia
- josephina
- archer

after holding these cuties i may need a chastity belt. baaaaaaaabies!!!! gah!!!!! hearts, unicorns, rainbow glitter ovary explosion over here!!

ahem.
now i'm off to do some major spring sorting and piling for our co-op's yearly trash 2 treasure event. what a great way to share goodies you don't need, find things you do (or think you do) and recycle/throw away junk that has been collecting. love this town!

tata!

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Days go by............

We currently have Halloween, Thanksgiving & Christmas decor stuffed in every available nook and cranny in our home.
It's seriously effing with my brain!

Crunchy, earthy, mossy Fall, where have you gone?
In 30 days you shall be replaced with a season of reflection & solitude.
I could use a heaping helping of both.
My what a year this has been.

Monday, September 26, 2011

Fall Meditations

*This post brought to you by too much afternoon caffeine and the fact that my kids now play together!
Together!!
Oh heel clicking huzzah and doves flying, how I've been waiting for this day!! 2 hours of them scrambling on the floor with minimal oversight from momma.
Fist pump fist pump!*


Lately I've been feeling quite overwhelmed.
Can I get a hell yes? I know I'm not the only one!
I blame the changing seasons, it tends to make one reexamine things, whether I want to or not.
I feel like there are all these holes. I run around trying to cover up one, and another appears. Or I finally spend a good chunk of time on something, and before I know it other areas are crumbling. See what I'm saying?
The only thing I can think to do is whittle down the to-do list. (Not to be confused with the want to-do list.) I have to narrow down the field.

But.I.Just.Can't.Do.It.

All of these things on the list are important, nothing can be axed or deleted. So how do I get it all done? How do I balance wants with needs? How??
This isn't a new question. We're all juggling and juggling, trying to make it all work.
I had an answer come to me yesterday. I was driving home from running errands. Rowen was home with Ricky, and Maeve was my errands partner in crime, bopping her head and jamming away in the back seat to some random local KBOO song. Once a babe that was a LOUD hysterical mess in the car, she is now my road warrior. Our cruise director of late.
Anywhoo.......I've noticed, since moving to Portland, that driving around and admiring all the gorgeous scenery helps put together pieces for me. Questions are answered. I've heard of walking meditations, or labyrinths......but driving meditations? Really?!
The trees, water, bridges, mountains.......Portland has so much eye candy.
To say it's inspiring doesn't begin to describe it.
Several years ago I watched Sex and the City. Re-runs that is. (Don't rag on me about it. I like that show, what can I say.......)
There was a line about Carrie's love affair with NY. She would often go out on "date's," just her and the city.
Living in Portland, I totally get that. I feel like a huge dork for saying that, but it's true. Driving around, just being in Portland, I feel better. Like I spent an afternoon with an old friend that gets me. It calms me. Gives me advice.
Resets my soul when I need it most.
And don't get me started on the rest of Oregon! Waterfalls, mountains, BEACHES. It takes my Portland zen to a whole other Tibetan mountain top meditative level.
Am I rambling yet?
Coffee break!

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So what answer did Portland give me yesterday?
"Dear Erin: Stop worrying about juggling, balancing. No no, seriously this time. Hear me, Erin? STOP it! Go on, stop it!"

So I did.

For once in a very long time, I stopped my brain. I shut 'er down.
(Of course I paid attention to driving, no worries!)
I let the road offer me a meditation instead:
"going going going going"
The water of the river:
"cleansing cleansing cleansing cleaning"
The tree's offered one as well:
"reaching reaching reaching reaching"
........as well as:
"rooted rooted rooted rooted."


And thus, a new game plan for my Fall was born:

"Reaching reaching reaching reaching"
......beyond my comfort zone to what I want to be doing, not what I should be doing.
Those pesky should's cloud up our heart and intentions sometimes.


"Rooted rooted rooted rooted"
What a fine teacher tree's are. Always encouraging us to open wide, reach for more, with our feet firmly planted on the ground and routed to the Earth. I need to reconnect with my inner wisdom. With the Earth. Nothing is more freeing and healing. I feel pulled to many paths that have to do with innate wisdom. Will they become careers? Hobbies? Or simply, for me?

"Going going going going"
.......forward with my life. I need to let go of a lot. There are still so many painful shards of the last decade of my life stabbing me in my heart. I need to remove them, make peace with the experiences these years have offered me, for they have made me who I am today. (Stop rolling your eyes! Just listen.....)
I root myself in the present, and these roots are growing for my children. Myself. And of course, my other and better half, Ricky. He's kept me together, and kept me going. Now we all embark on a new, strong life, together.

"Cleansing cleansing cleansing cleaning"
........my body and my mind. I haven't done a true and proper cleanse since 2005. I have a lot of emotional baggage stored in my body (yes, emotions store in your spine, muscles, and organs. These can turn into very icky things if not dealt with!), as well as surgery, present illnesses and a host of other issues that my body needs to purge.
I strongly feel like things in my life aren't going to move forward until my body and mind are healthy. And as long as they're toxic things aren't going to progress! 
I can feel new adventures waiting for me out there. They're about ready to knock down my damn door, so it's time to GET READY!

Another important meditation the trip offered me?
Upon returning home to my family, greeted at the door by my two favorite men.
I felt "Thankful thankful thankful thankful."
Stop worrying about these holes, these "things" I'm building that fall down sometimes. And be thankful for what I -do- have.
(No it's not Thanksgiving yet, but check this out.)
What I -do- get accomplished every day.
Sometimes I forget about all the good I'm doing. Things that aren't on some list.
I didn't make some fancy dinner. Much less on time. But I -did- spend an uninterrupted hour in the afternoon reading to Maeve and Rowen. Sandwiches for dinner it is.
Maybe you didn't get to spend the quality time you wanted to with the kids, but you did something for yourself. -You- got to decompress so that when you spend all day with the kids tomorrow you are fully present and can give all of your heart, happily, without things weighing on your mind.
Did you work on a project? Alone, or maybe with your partner?
Or did you work on a project with the children? Teaching and learning from each other?
Maybe you helped a neighbor. Or friend.
Maybe you canned a slew of tomatoes you worked so hard on preparing for harvest.
Or spend some time thumbing through a book or flipping through a magazine instead of scratching something off your list.
You put on band aids.
Picked up/dropped off.
Boiled, mashed, chopped.
Dressed.
Bathed.
Wrote.
Called.
Consoled.
Walked.
Taught.
Listened.


Make sure you remember all the things you do that aren't on some list, but are equally important!
Maybe you're a little more together then you realized?

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Pretty In Pink

Maeve was given a dress from her Grammie T. this Spring.
It's pretty and pink, and most importantly full of TULLE.
Tulle is my textile drug of choice.
It ended up not being needed for its intended purpose, so I've let her wear it all over the house instead. 
"Wook at me mommy! I'm a pwetty pwincess!"
It was the outfit of choice 4 days in a row. (The only thing that saved day 5 was our -finally- 90+ temps!)

It's been napped in several times.

I told her to show me how a ballerina poses:
She looks so stressed and sad! Well,......kind of like every dancer I've ever known. Maybe they're all so sad because they can't eat anything.
*And by dancer I mean, you know, dancer.....not the "you know what" kind of dancer.

And then.........
"Okay, show me a HAPPY ballerina!"
That was much better. 

Until it turned into this:
What can I say. She gets all her class from me.

At night I'd throw the dress in all its fluffy tulle filled glory over her door for the next day.

One night, I had a flash: prom night, 2025.
Lots of cackles coming from her room.
Make up.
Corsages.
Limos?
Oh my, I'm not ready for that in the slightest!

But the next day, I had another image enter my mind. She had her arms up, patiently waiting for me to drop the dress down over her head.
As I struggled with gathering the tulle to find the opening for her head, I briefly saw her as a grown woman, on her wedding day.

I think my heart skipped a beat. ♥

I tied the back into a beautiful bow, kissed the top of her head, and sent my "pwetty pwincess" on her way before I turned into a blubbering mess.
In the flash forward, I was reminded just how fast time will fly.
And I was also reminded what a beautiful gift my daughter is.
A beautiful gift that I have no doubt is going to change the world.
.......one saved moth at a time.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

The grass is always greener. (Especially in the PNW.)

I hate to even complain about our weather here in the PNW.
But it's been mighty unseasonably cool and wet. (I know, I know......most of you like to think that's how it is here year round. But believe it or not, most Summer months we get little to no rain, and grass is brown and dried up by August.)
A typical Summer day would be 80 - 85, little to no humidity and sunshine. It's HEAVEN, and why we weather, well.....the weather......the rest of the year. The Spring/Summer/Fall is simply divine!
This year that hasn't been the case, and Portland folks are restless. Meanwhile, while we're squishin in our boots, the rest of the country is roasting in a heat wave affecting 30+ states.

Let's do a little weather comparing:
Here's the weather where my dad and step mom live, in Dallas, TX.

Well spin my spurs, that's hot, y'all!
And this has been their weather forecast for not just weeks but over a month now. Can you imagine suffering through that??

How about my darlin's in Kansas City?
Not nearly as hot as Dallas, but definitely a Summertime scorcher.

Ready for Portland's 10 day?

Brrrrrrrr, right? I actually had to turn on the HEAT this morning, and I'm wearing socks, pants and a hoodie as I type. Not only is it chilly, but we've met our monthly average July precip. before the 15th.
These crazy weather swings are about to send folks nationwide to Mother Nature's house with pitch forks and torches. But maybe we should try a more peaceful approach?
Let's take her some flowers, some Moon Struck chocolates, draw her a bubble bath.....followed up by a nice long hot stone massage and foot rub.
And then she could go have her hair and nails done, a drink with the girls, some uninterrupted conversation, shopping for some new shoes and supplies for upcoming crafting projects, maybe a trip out to a winery and......
......oh wait......we're talking about Mother Nature here, not me.
Heh.
Guess that's ultimately what every Mother wants!
A break!

So....let's give Mother Nature a break. She can't please everyone all of the time. She's doing the best she can, what, with the way we're utterly trashing, polluting, and robbing her blind.
My advice to you is go somewhere comfortable, (be it warm or cool, depending on your current locale), feast on some of this Steak Salad, indulge in some Nectarine, Mascarpone and Gingersnap Tart and sip some Basil Lemonade.
This weather will be behind us before you can say jack o' lantern and pumpkin pie.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Speed Cleaning

timeworn wood floors + Skechers skates from ye ol' college days = new speed cleaning solution!

Maeve loves to chase me around while I sweep.....
Rowen giggles at the cleaning parade.....
and I'm a happy momma because I feel 20 again.
Plus I'm checking a chore off my list!

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

It's called Bounce

Are we really supposed to believe she treks aaaaaaall the way out into that field to hang her laundry??
That seriously better be the neighbor's house.
Maybe it's her insane exercise plan.
(Girl could use a biscuit or 5. Looks like she's the one about to blow away in the breeze. Just sayin'.)
"Bob, you install that laundry pole as far from the house as you can. 10,000 steps a day isn't enough, I want 100,000!!"