Sunday, November 30, 2014

Wonderwall

So, it's been a while. I don't know what to do with this thing anymore if I'm being honest. I've considered deleting it. But I don't want to do that because it started as a journal of my experience with Lila and I can't erase that. I've thought about really diving in and becoming an actual "blogger", but it's too much of a commitment and I'm not that interesting. And since we're in the spirit of being honest here, most bloggers aren't that interesting.

So, blog and I are at a bit of a crossroads. 

Probably what's going to happen is exactly this. I'll forget about blog for a while and then I'll remember blog and write for a while until I forget again. 

The goings on: I start school in January. I've been sitting on the idea of becoming an RN for about 4 years. I put it off because it never seemed like a good time. Whatever that means. It turns out no time is a good time when you have kids, so here goes. I have a few prerequisites to take. Mostly sciences because, if you can believe it, Theatre majors don't need a lot of sciences. It'll be kind of a slow process--one or two classes at a time and becoming a CNA before I can apply to the actual nursing program. The program itself is 5 semesters. It all feels a bit overwhelming, but I've been a student before. I imagine it's like riding a bike... Except with half a brain. 

I'm already starting to feel a little isolated. I'm also probably definitely doing it to myself. There are about three people that I actually talk to on a regular basis. They've been really helpful as I've yammered on and on about whether or not I should do this. The only other thing I'm willing to talk about these days is Serial. If you haven't listened to it, do it. It's fascinating. So yeah, I'm definitely doing it to myself. 

I haven't been sleeping well. Which sucks. I love to sleep. I'll think about my worries and things I have to get done, but then I'll run out of that stuff. It doesn't matter though, the brain won't shut off. It starts to reminisce. Relive experiences. Create experiences that didn't actually happen. Say things I've always wanted to say, but didn't have the chance. Sometimes it's stupid stuff, like the lady that yelled at me in the McDonald's drive thru for cutting her off when I didn't actually cut her off. I still have a ton of things left to tell her. See? It's a real problem. But I do actually have more important conversations in my head as well. I've had some really transformative relationships in my life and many of them continue on, but others haven't exactly lasted. Still, it's been interesting to think about the different ways that their importance hasn't diminished. Memories made. Lessons learned.  Those are the conversations I'd really like to have. And then maybe, if all goes well, we could talk about Serial. 




Wednesday, June 4, 2014

A Year Round Summer

Having kids in year-round school makes it hard to have a real summer.
But, we're making it work.
We try to get to the pool after school a few times a week.
And Alice actually has a real summer for the last time, so we have to make it count.

This is an immediate party in our front yard.
Come over and join us.


Exploring with adorable and handsome friends.

Lila taking her job seriously.
I'd normally be wary of a lifeguard wearing a floatie, but I trust her.



This girl loves the pool.
See?


Summer.
We're having one whether school lets us or not.

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Kickstart My Heart

The long and short of it is that Ben started this project for fun and now he's got a distributor to sell his album. 
If you can/want to help, we'd be grateful.
Don't worry, there's something in it for you.


You can help by clicking that little 'K' or just by going HERE.

Monday, March 24, 2014

Sharing Talents

I am surrounded by talented people.
I love it.
I have friends and family that can do amazing things.
They can draw, paint, sing, play instruments, dance, make jewelry, sew, cook, speak other languages, photograph, design, build, write poetry, speak eloquently, have a keen sense of style, create something out of nothing, the list goes on and on.

I am not super talented.
I like to think that I'm like Albert Einstein. 
You know, "I have no special talents. I am only passionately curious."
The main difference here being that he was a genius.
This isn't a woe is me post at all, but I really can't do any of the things I listed above. 
There are, however, things that I do well. 
I maybe just wouldn't consider any of them marketable skills.
Here's some stuff I can do:

Binge watch a TV show
Decipher soda brands by smell alone
Make sarcastic comments
Get what I need at Target and then 20 more things
Apply a movie or TV quote to any occasion
Drive, talk on the phone, eat, and scold children simultaneously
Load a dishwasher with precision 
Not vomit (18 years and counting)
Be a source of an unhealthy amount of pop culture
Control my eyes independently
Consume large quantities of soda
Memorize song lyrics
Pick things up with my toes
Write lists

I have often attempted to cultivate a new skill.
But I'm kind of lazy, so if I'm not immediately amazing at something, I tend to bail.
I'd rather "sharing talent" mean that you gave some of yours to people who are lacking.


I can't do this either.

Sunday, March 16, 2014

More Baby

One talented photographer.
One crazy-haired model.
Magic.








"If there is anything that this horrible tragedy can teach us, it's that a... model's life is a precious, precious commodity. Just because we have chiseled abs and stunning features, it doesn't mean that we too can't not die in a freak gasoline fight accident." 
- Derek Zoolander