- winter always drags me down
but spring always manages to pick me back up again.
just a little milder and brighter out
and already i am feeling less "nest-y"
(you know...where you just want pajamas & books & candles & movies & blanket forts)
and more excited...this is when
i start to get all full of plans and ideas and lists and intentions and goals and changes...
my pinterest boards get a lot of use at this time of year.
and my husband gets a lot of links sent to him, heehee.
- keeping with the new ideas and change theme,
i am trying to decide whether or not
i should just take the plunge and move all of my "stuff"
into one area in our living room...
i have a corner in the living room where i edit
and lately i have also set up a bit of a makeshift desk
and bookcase...
i have a great space upstairs but I NEVER USE IT.
i hate being away from everyone.
our living room is the hub of the house really...
we are usually all in the living room working on different things
(or, face it, watching tv or falling asleep on the couch)
but i love that we are always within earshot of each other...
but the downside to moving all my "stuff" downstairs
is that i worry that a) people will think i am crazy and b) visiting kids
may want to touch or (i shudder to think) PLAY with my stuff...
is that not the saddest thing you have EVER heard.
- i don't really have anything to say for point number 3 but
i just didn't want to end on that note...
you know, the note where i seem like i might not like kids...
cause i do, i really do...i just get weird about my...stuff...
and most of it is toys...so...you know...anyway...by trying not
to end on that note, i am now ending on it again
and will have to add something random for point number 4.
- i still love what does the fox say.
tuesday truth on a sunday...
and yeah....this has nothing to do with this post...it's just a pretty sunset at the end of my street...:)
so...if you know me at all,
you will know that i like to play games
when i am doing some kind of
menial or repetitive task...
like dishes.
we don't have a dishwasher...never have....
i do a lot of dishes by hand.
i play this game
where all of the dishes go in the soapy water
but my goal is get all the plates in the dish dryer
before the bowls...
(cause they are easier to stack that way)
but
i can't dig around and find the plates in the soapy water
i have to take the first thing i touch.
and same idea when i take it out of the rinse water...
i can see what i am taking there
but i can't take it if it's under another dish.
aaaaaand
there are a bunch of other rules
but i don't think you need any more detail
to think i might slightly losing it
(i have done this for years actually...years.)
so now with the fitbit,
i am doing a different game.
i used to have a little game for putting away laundry
but now i have incorporated the fitbit...
i play music really loud and dance while putting away the laundry...
but if i put something in the bottom drawer of my dresser,
then i do like 15 jumping jacks or squats or something...
same thing when i empty a basket...
and so far...it's working!
i'm hitting my step goal
AND all of my laundry is getting put away!
now...if only it would make my clothes fit better.
happy birthday little blog...
i know this is a photo of the pug on his birthday but the blog wouldn't put on the damn hat.
today you are 11.
11 years that i have been coming here,
sometimes sporadically,
sometimes religiously.
11 years of posts and prompts,
photos and doodles and
ongoing proof that i am a dork
to the 9th degree
and totally ok with that.
thank you, little blog, for always being there...
no matter if i said i was going to come
every day for a month
and then showed up once
and late at that with store bought cookies
from the day old section.
when people ask me how i got into photography,
the truth is
it was totally because of this blog...
i started the blog so that i could comment
on another person's blog
and really, i had no idea what a "blog" even was.
but i was working from home then,
with kids all day every day,
and finding out that there were other people out there
in the stratosphere that
were like
me
that liked to try things like knitting and crochet
and painting and writing and that talked about books
they had read and fairy houses they had built and
poems they had loved...
i was stunned.
and hooked.
hook, line and sinker.
and i wanted to try making things and sharing photos of them, too!
but my photos sucked.
(poor old kodak easyshare...my first digital camera)
so i got a new camera (my fuji)...
and eventually,
it became to be about the photos rather than the knitting
(cause, truthfully, my knitting sucked.)
when i first started,
there were TONS of people blogging...
and likely, there still are,
but when i started,
it was more like a community
rather than a business.
but i still find myself drawn to this page,
to the flickering light of this computer,
to put down some words, an image, a doodle...
it's my creative outlet.
sure, i check my stats & visitors every now and then
but really,
even if no one ever read it,
i don't think i could stop now.
it pushes me to try new things, do things i wouldn't normally do...
and it always reminds me not to take myself too seriously...
and it is so funny to be able to go back
and see where i was at any given point...
when i first started, my kids were 9 and 5...
i often came here to deal with things like the first day of school,
of turning 13, the stress/competition/judgement of parenting,
i shared stories of what a loser i can be...heeheehee
i tried series like friday i'm in love, poetry thursday, whatcha readin'
wordless wednesday and tuesday truth, among many others...
{now...when i say i'd be ok if no one ever read it...
i should also say
i AM SUPER EXCITED WHEN PEOPLE DO READ IT...
or comment...or share...
so thank you to those that do stop by!
it's always interesting to see what caught people's attention...
that maybe something i thought i was alone in
was actually something that other people
relate to.}
so...happy happy birthday, geek ink...
can't wait to see what the new year brings!
:)
#happy
the truth is
there will always be
dishes to be done
and bills to be paid...
to-do lists as long as your arm
and a clock ticking too fast to keep up with...
there will always be
mean people in the world...no matter how old you get,
how nice you try to be....
there will always be sadness, anger, illness...
sometimes feelings will get carried away and fly off all misdirected...
sometimes you will feel misunderstood...or teeny-tiny-small in
this big wide loud and chaotic world...
there will always be self doubt
and comparison...
uncertainty and anxiety
a mile high if you let it
sink it's teeth in...
worry and politics and fear and who's right...who's wrong
and what really matters
when you look at the big picture...
but most of the time
you want to stick your head in the sand
so you don't have to see...or think...or have an opinion....
about the big picture
because the big picture is
terrifying sometimes.
BUT the truth is
there will always be spring, too...
sunshine on your face
and the freedom that comes with
shedding winter layers...
there is music, there are books,
there are new clients to meet
and new friends to be made.
there are cuddles on the couch
while a movie plays in the background...
cartoons and fresh new coloring books
and the smell of crayons...
the sound of your girl singing upstairs,
the guitar strums as your husband
takes time to learn your favorites songs,
famous blue raincoat
and hums along to
robin hood and little john walking through the forest...
your tall gangly 16 year old
heading out to practice kick flips again...
there are kittens who have become cats
and a pug who thinks he is the baby of the family...
there's chicken fricot and
feeling better after a long flu,
best friends that know you better than anyone,
bullet journals and pretty post it notes,
plans for gardens and road trips
and coffee dates...fresh lemon pie
and buns from water street bakery...
there are the waffles from the farmer's market
with fresh berries and real whipped cream,
the smell of freshly washed sheets, or
the way your husband walked our
elderly neighbor up his lane
so sweetly you had to go in the house
so he didn't see you cry.
there is all of this
and so much more.
this is a choice.
this is the choice.
i just have to remember that the choice to be happy
is always there for me.
in the blink of an eye...
january has come and gone.
i feel pretty good about it though.
i had chosen the word HAPPY
as my focus for 2016
and january, which is normally
not a great month for me,
has been pretty
damn happy.
january brought::
-good news that i was not expecting
-windows of time to see both family and friends
for suppers and coffee dates and trips to the farmer's market for....
waffles!!!!
a trip to see star wars in 3D with this guy that i love...
a date night in the big city...and a new coloring book!
and now we are coming into february...
for this month, i want to try to focus on a few other things:
so many things, so little time!!
:)