*Yesterday I just realized that I currently live 1, 171 miles away from where I was raised.
*I haven't lived in my childhood state in over 11 years.
*During the last 18 years I have moved more times than I can accurately count but I think it's around 32 times or so by now. Some were big moves, some were small, some where temporary stays, but if it required me to pack boxes, I count it as a move.
*One day I'd like to sit down, list all of the addresses of the places I've lived, and then add up the total distance from those place in comparison to the address of where I first lived and then moved from. Overall I think it would be fun to add up the total miles I've covered over my years of moving.
*I predict that aside from an interesting number-probably higher than I realize-I would learn that no matter how many times I've moved, or where I've lived, where ever I go, there I am.
It's both a comforting and confounding thought.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Hello, Internet!
It's been a long time since I've last written. A heartfelt apology to the precious few readers that I actually did have. Sorry for leaving you so abruptly back in mid-March! My how time flies in the non-Internet world. I'm sure I don't have to tell you how busy, obtrusive and disruptive non-Internet life can be. Damn "real life!" Any who, enough of my sorry excuses.
Today I just wanted to jump back in and share the following little tidbit from my experience yesterday while chaperoning for The Kid's class field trip to the cities big-downtown-performing arts center. Let me set the scene:
The kids, teachers and myself loaded up on a bus at 10:30 a.m. There were 28 kids, 3 teachers and 2 chaperons, including myself. However, one chaperon was only invested in watching her granddaughter. All other kids seemed to be invisible to her. So that just left me as the lone chaperon. We arrived at the destination at about 10:45 a.m. We sat outside trying to keep the kids from sticking their entire bodies in an outdoor fountain. We taught them how to play charades. We sat in the hot sun for about 30 minutes, waiting. We finally entered the theatre but they still had to wait. By the time the lights went down, it was 11:45 p.m. and a pre-show--not the main show--finally began. Within the first 30 seconds of the beginning of the pre-show The Kid leaned over to me and said:
"Is this the show?! Why is it NOT cool?"
And I was thinking, good question, I was just wondering the same thing.
Today I just wanted to jump back in and share the following little tidbit from my experience yesterday while chaperoning for The Kid's class field trip to the cities big-downtown-performing arts center. Let me set the scene:
The kids, teachers and myself loaded up on a bus at 10:30 a.m. There were 28 kids, 3 teachers and 2 chaperons, including myself. However, one chaperon was only invested in watching her granddaughter. All other kids seemed to be invisible to her. So that just left me as the lone chaperon. We arrived at the destination at about 10:45 a.m. We sat outside trying to keep the kids from sticking their entire bodies in an outdoor fountain. We taught them how to play charades. We sat in the hot sun for about 30 minutes, waiting. We finally entered the theatre but they still had to wait. By the time the lights went down, it was 11:45 p.m. and a pre-show--not the main show--finally began. Within the first 30 seconds of the beginning of the pre-show The Kid leaned over to me and said:
"Is this the show?! Why is it NOT cool?"
And I was thinking, good question, I was just wondering the same thing.
Friday, March 14, 2008
Friday Home Yoga Sequence
Lately, my home practice has been feeling very stale, and while I long to be practicing at the yoga studio with my favorite teachers, my finances just can't support this right now. So, I'm always on the look out for ways to make yoga affordable and accessible, and I'm happy to pass ideas along to you as I discover them.
I went to Yoga Journal's web page and found a feature that offers a yoga sequence builder. I'm going to give it a try. If you want to check it out, go here and take a look. There is an option to make your own sequence or to click on a sample sequence as well. Either way, you can put in options for all levels, intermediate and advanced sequences/poses. Today, I'm feeling drawn to seated twists, back bends, Bandha positions, deep breathing (pranayama) and some good old restorative poses to end with. I'm going to enter all of this in, see what suggestions they give, play around a bit, and give it a try today and throughout my weekend. If you try this out, too, I'd love to know what you thought about using this sequence building guide.
Happy Friday to all!
I went to Yoga Journal's web page and found a feature that offers a yoga sequence builder. I'm going to give it a try. If you want to check it out, go here and take a look. There is an option to make your own sequence or to click on a sample sequence as well. Either way, you can put in options for all levels, intermediate and advanced sequences/poses. Today, I'm feeling drawn to seated twists, back bends, Bandha positions, deep breathing (pranayama) and some good old restorative poses to end with. I'm going to enter all of this in, see what suggestions they give, play around a bit, and give it a try today and throughout my weekend. If you try this out, too, I'd love to know what you thought about using this sequence building guide.
Happy Friday to all!
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Another Moment of Parenting Zen
It was only 8:00 in the morning and I hadn't even finished my first cup of coffee yet, and this is what I heard myself saying to The Kid: "Stand Still! And STOP trying to climb the wall while I'm putting sunscreen on your face! For REAL. Get. Your. Feet. Off. The. Wall. Now."
But, between you and me, although, this was EXTREMELY annoying (especially while trying to apply sunscreen, which ended up in his eyes twice because he was moving around so much) it is kind of impressive the way he positions himself in the hallway entrance, puts both feet up on the wall, finds total balance, and kind of suspends himself for a moment.
But, um, yea, I'm not going to tell him that.
Monday, March 10, 2008
3 Birthday "Celebrations", 1 Bout of Bronchitis, and 1 Puke Fest
We have survived the a fore mentioned in the last seven days. Actually, we are still getting through The Kid's never-ending cold/"touch of bronchitis," as diagnosed by his pediatrician. The puke fest took place at The Kid's final birthday celebration, by the birthday boy himself. We first spent a couple of hours at a local ceramic shop where the kids had an awesome time painting. Then we walked to a local park to let the kids play for a bit. It was all very causal and fun, but then things took a turn for the worse. Let me just put it to you this way:
Mucus + Sugar + Running at the park = Linda Blair Projectile Vomiting.
Poor, kid (I have to go on record, though, in saying that I warned The Kid, and even pulled him aside twice, not to run too hard or too much given that he was still getting over a cough. But, I realize, that's a very tall order at your own birthday celebration.)! Luckily, Aqua Man was with him right before he was about to "throw up", and had the mind to pull The Kid off to the side, away from everyone, so that this was not witnessed by all, nor did it cover everyone else at the park. It did, however, entirely cover The Kid and Aqua Man, and eventually, myself. The Kid was, understandably, crying hysterically and really freaked out. I covered him up as best as I could, pulled him to me so that everyone wouldn't see him covered in vomit and then carried him off to a more private spot. He calmed down after a few minutes, and said through the tears still rolling down his face, "Mommy, that was the worst throwing up ever in the world! When is it going to end?" I hugged him and said, "I think you're done throwing up, buddy." And while he, thankfully, was done, we did have to leave the park right away. Needless to say, it was a very abrupt end to his party, not to mention, well, smelly.
We arrived back at our car, packed The Kid in, loaded up, cracked the windows, and took off for home. For a few minutes we were sharing stories of "embarrassing childhood puking moments" with The Kid as a way to help ease what we imagined was his horror of the moment. He was taking it all in, nodding his head, but not saying much. I was thinking, oh my god, this is going to be burned into his brain, eclipse all other memories of his 5th birthday and probably come up when he is in therapy 20 years from now. Then, right before he fell asleep on the ride home, he announced, "Well, good thing I waited until I was OUTSIDE to throw up. I'm REALLY glad I didn't PUKE while I was PAINTING!" Glass half-full, baby, glass half-full.
Mucus + Sugar + Running at the park = Linda Blair Projectile Vomiting.
Poor, kid (I have to go on record, though, in saying that I warned The Kid, and even pulled him aside twice, not to run too hard or too much given that he was still getting over a cough. But, I realize, that's a very tall order at your own birthday celebration.)! Luckily, Aqua Man was with him right before he was about to "throw up", and had the mind to pull The Kid off to the side, away from everyone, so that this was not witnessed by all, nor did it cover everyone else at the park. It did, however, entirely cover The Kid and Aqua Man, and eventually, myself. The Kid was, understandably, crying hysterically and really freaked out. I covered him up as best as I could, pulled him to me so that everyone wouldn't see him covered in vomit and then carried him off to a more private spot. He calmed down after a few minutes, and said through the tears still rolling down his face, "Mommy, that was the worst throwing up ever in the world! When is it going to end?" I hugged him and said, "I think you're done throwing up, buddy." And while he, thankfully, was done, we did have to leave the park right away. Needless to say, it was a very abrupt end to his party, not to mention, well, smelly.
We arrived back at our car, packed The Kid in, loaded up, cracked the windows, and took off for home. For a few minutes we were sharing stories of "embarrassing childhood puking moments" with The Kid as a way to help ease what we imagined was his horror of the moment. He was taking it all in, nodding his head, but not saying much. I was thinking, oh my god, this is going to be burned into his brain, eclipse all other memories of his 5th birthday and probably come up when he is in therapy 20 years from now. Then, right before he fell asleep on the ride home, he announced, "Well, good thing I waited until I was OUTSIDE to throw up. I'm REALLY glad I didn't PUKE while I was PAINTING!" Glass half-full, baby, glass half-full.
Friday, March 7, 2008
Beach Dreams
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Looks Like We Made It
Here's what's happening lately:
#1: Aqua Man made it through his big meeting last Friday; it was logistically, financially and mentally challenging to pull off, and he kicked ass! No word yet, though, on what this will mean in the long run. What ever the outcome, I'm very proud of him, and inspired by his bravery to step out of his comfort zone and to go for something new that truly interests him.
#2: The Kid turned 5 years old this past Sunday! Happy Birthday to the best kid ever.
#3: Birthday Celebration Number One, this past Sunday, was a success. We had a small party at our house with three friends and family and fun was had by all (It is the first of three mini-celebrations that we are having for The Kid because it turns out to be less expensive, over all, while still including all of his little friends.).
#4: Birthday Celebration Number Two (otherwise known as "We couldn't find a place to host a birthday party for 16 kids, plus parents, that didn't cost a small fortune, and our house is too small for that many bodies, so my mom will bring cupcakes to everyone in my class so all the little friends are included" mini-party): Sugar was had by all, and by 5 year old standards, it was a great success!
#5: I'm beginning to pitch my freelance work again, and moving forward with an idea I have for a small writing project. Overall, I'm feeling positive about both.
#1: Aqua Man made it through his big meeting last Friday; it was logistically, financially and mentally challenging to pull off, and he kicked ass! No word yet, though, on what this will mean in the long run. What ever the outcome, I'm very proud of him, and inspired by his bravery to step out of his comfort zone and to go for something new that truly interests him.
#2: The Kid turned 5 years old this past Sunday! Happy Birthday to the best kid ever.
#3: Birthday Celebration Number One, this past Sunday, was a success. We had a small party at our house with three friends and family and fun was had by all (It is the first of three mini-celebrations that we are having for The Kid because it turns out to be less expensive, over all, while still including all of his little friends.).
#4: Birthday Celebration Number Two (otherwise known as "We couldn't find a place to host a birthday party for 16 kids, plus parents, that didn't cost a small fortune, and our house is too small for that many bodies, so my mom will bring cupcakes to everyone in my class so all the little friends are included" mini-party): Sugar was had by all, and by 5 year old standards, it was a great success!
#5: I'm beginning to pitch my freelance work again, and moving forward with an idea I have for a small writing project. Overall, I'm feeling positive about both.
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