- I had the opportunity to attend a course called Living Your Potential this week.
I would definitely recommend this to anyone who is feeling a little stuck in their
day-to-day life...anyone who sees themselves repeating similar patterns & getting the
same results & looking for a way to shake things up. It was very insightful for me.
I definitely had more than a few "OH! that's why I do that..." or "oh my gawd. I didn't even
realize I was doing that!" moments. The facilitators are fantastic and supportive while
not letting you get by with giving the "easy" answers (which is something I know I tend to do
in order to deflect the attention from me).
- finding this beautiful blog again...i don't know how i lost it in the first place...
- this instagrammer...and not just because she talks about about anne :)
- i must have these socks...and these...and well...maybe these! (caution:: profanity...Mom, don't click these links. :)
- and cause everyone can use a lifehack or two...
- Do you ever get the feeling the universe is trying to tell you something?
I am not sure if I am just feeling extra-sensitive to this right now because
of the course that I just took but this idea of increasing your fitness in your
middle age is proving to be beneficial to brain activity as you age has been
popping up for me...A LOT...in the past couple of day. And now that I think about
it, someone also asked me if I had any interest in roller derby...& that I should think
about it. Interesting. It's funny what you notice when you change your mindset a little.
- and...because it's ironic to follow that with this...here is what is for supper tonight...
sometimes it snows in april & we all should join christopher tracy's parade...
purple rain was the first R rated movie
i ever saw...
i went to the captitol theatre
with my cousin Linda...
i watched the movie millions of times
after that
and knew the words by heart.
i even made my father watch the movie.
in his defense, he pretended to like it,
for my sake...
even though i realize now
that it was likely a very uncomfortable movie
to watch with your daughter...heh.
i wore purple religiously for my 3 years of high school.
purple binders, backpacks, purple colored ink in the pens
that i used to write
i <3 prince and billy idol rules all over my desk
in english class
(and, subsequently, had to wash off)...
purple shoes, purple hair clips...
my grade 12 year book is full of comments about purple
(and prince) (and billy idol)...
i dragged my best friend off with me to see
under a cherry moon
there was only one other person in the theater besides us...
the little brother of a friend of mine
(which was funny, because his brother and i used to discuss
prince in great length...when he wasn't trying to make me
listen to genesis...)
people used to record prince concerts for me (we didn't have cable)
and leave prince tapes in my mailbox....
i listened to around the world in a day on repeat for months...
i danced alone in my room to little red corvette
and raspberry beret...
i defended him when he changed his name to a symbol
and i put his whole discography on my phone
(do you know how much space that is...
that is a very large volume of work.)
one of my best memories that involves prince
actually revolves more around my mom.
i listened to the soundtrack of purple rain relentlessly...
and a friend of the family tried to point out the
sex-aspect to my mom...specifically the song darling nikki
(i was 14 when purple rain came out)...
and my mom didn't budge...didn't flinch...didn't hesitate...
i was never told not to listen to it.
and that
meant a lot to me
and has stuck with me for this long.
and now he's gone.
it's funny how these people you have never met
become so entwined in your memories...
and it feels so real...there is a true sense of loss
but you aren't sure how much of it
is actually tied more to the passing of your own
youth...
he was complex and odd and lyrical and original...
& somewhere he is in the purple rain
having starfish and coffee and waiting for the parade.
Sometimes it snows in April
Sometimes I feel so bad, so bad
Sometimes I wish that life was never ending,
But all good things, they say, never last
The beautiful ones, they hurt u everytime
wordless wednesday
tuesday truths...
- 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.
whatcha readin'? {2016::book 7 - goal 12}
if you happened to have stopped by here
during the time of the great giddings flu of 2016
when i was sick for a week and
all out of sorts on neo citran
and tylenol cold & cough for kids
you may remember that i listened to the
audio book via youtube videos
of the graveyard book by neil gaiman
but because i kept falling asleep
i didn't realize that the videos weren't in order
until much later...like...when it was too late...
so i read the book to get the full story.
and it was so good...
but how could it be anything but good...
it's neil-freakin'-gaiman!
if you haven't read it, read it...
even if you aren't a kid.
even if you are.
read it to your kids.
you will come back and thank me.
:)
NEXT UP: THE END OF YOUR LIFE BOOK CLUB - WILL SCHWALBE