As Promised

Baby fever takes over your brain like a BORG (those of you who don't know what a BORG is... you are probably better off not knowing.)  It infects you with its sly tricks.  It reels you in.  Every time you see a baby it says "Oh... look how cute and cuddly this baby is.  It is so sweet and warm... and, what's that... it has a beautiful baby smell?  Don't you like that baby smell? If you do, repeat after me: I WANT A BABY."

But I know better.  I know it's cute now... but as soon as that baby gets out of my earshot, it will start pooping and screaming.  Then, when it gets older, it will throw up on its parents, get them sick, color on the walls with permanent marker, get in fights at school, argue, and become a teenager.  At that point, it will do the most dangerous thing of all: develop its own free-thinking personality.

I know all of this.

So why is it so hard to just say no to babies?
Probably because I know they will look something like this:

Adam and Me @ 6 Months Old

Adam and Me @ 1 1/2 Years Old

Adam and Me @ Two Years Old

Adam and Me @ 4 Years Old

And Adam and Me @ 6 Years Old

Oh great.  These pictures just "done me in."

I'm doomed.

Let's See What That Big Ocean's Got

Sometimes, love looks like this:


Video source: The Swell Season


And you know what, that is okay.  It's even healthy.  Because when it's all over, when you've pushed through and sat down to talk it out and let it loose, you love each other all the more.

On Being More Conscious

This is the blog of my foodie-friend, Kendra. (Not just a blog friend.  Like, my actual friend.  As in she was in my wedding.  She's super awesome, and a fellow pseudo redhead).  It is called "Bridgetown Food Collective."  It is very focused, beautiful, and inspiring.  It is mostly about food; and it touches on how we can change our communities by what we eat.

Also, I stole this from her blog.  But it's okay, because she stole it from Jesse Rosten's Vimeo.


Growing is Forever from Jesse Rosten on Vimeo.

A Poem That I Had Forgotten About

Tonight, I pulled this poem out of somewhere inside of me.  From where exactly, I'm not sure.  I wrote it four years ago, then completely forgot about it; but tonight I started randomly quoting lines from it (inside my head, of course).  It's not super good or anything, it was just my thoughts at a point in time; and interestingly, my current thoughts are very similar to what I was feeling at the exact moment I wrote this.  Weird how life takes us in circles sometimes.


On Forgetting 


I have forgotten...
there is depth in your action.
I am in this place where thoughts fuzz
but when I look beyond the curtain, beyond everything,
I know you are there.
In that crevice where I shove you.
Expanding like frozen water.
Rocking me like a sleeping child.
And that is enough for me.
Good, faithful, and everything real.
You are greater.

You Might Think This is Really Weird

The last couple of weeks, I've been pretty sick.  For some reason or another (probably related to food allergies) my body was rejecting food.  Anytime I would eat something my body would simply say "Sorry, this stomach is out of order.  Please try again."  And then terrible things would happen.  I was, needless to say, very hungry, very unhappy, and very annoyed.

Well, I'm starting to feel better - but preparing food is still fairly exhausting.  Thankfully, (or... disgustingly... to those of you who may think this is where the story goes downhill) I had an epiphany while at the store yesterday.  I was going to buy butternut squash, peel it, cube it, bake it for an hour and mash it up; but THEN while looking for Epsom salts (oh, how I love thee) I stumbled upon the baby food aisle.  I saw organic butternut squash baby food and I thought to myself "Hmm... this is exactly what I was going to make for myself.  Why would I spend over an hour squashing up butternut squash when it's right here, already made?  You know... really, I would be a fool not to buy this."  Then I stood staring at it.  Then I bought it.  And I ate it.  And it was good.  So there.

Goals...

Hello again, blogging world!

The other day, my husband (Adam) commented that I hadn't posted a blog since April, and I didn't believe him.  But sure enough, he was right.  As he is much of the time.  Typical.

I didn't want to post anything on my blog until I had finished an interview (if you have no idea what I am talking about, read my previous blog.  The one from April).  Well... interviewing seems to be a more time consuming project than I thought it would be, and therefore I have only completed one.  But!  I am almost finished typing it up and will be posting it shortly. 

Anyway... all that to say that I figured I should give my "readers" a little something to "chew" on before I begin posting my "interviews."

My friend, Seablanket, has been encouraging her readers for sometime to make goals for themselves; and I have decided to do just that.  Here are 3 goals that I would like to accomplish before the end of 2010:

Finish Things I Start:

I honestly feel that sometimes its difficult for me to finish things that I start (or maybe it's just that it is difficult for me to get momentum).  But I want that to change.  And how, you might ask, am I going to change?  I am going to make a goal for myself to finish things I start.  First, I am going to finish typing up that interview.  Then, I am going to create a shower curtain.  Yes, a shower curtain.  And, when it is done, I am going to put that shower curtain on a rod and drape it over my new bathtub in my new house.  My first house with my wonderful husband.  And then every time I look at that shower curtain, I will remember that "I made that!  I took the bull by the horns!  I finished that!"  DIY here I come!

(photo acquired on weheartit.com)

Write:

I love to write.  Specifically, I love writing poetry and music.  One of the reasons I started blogging was so that I would be made to write more often (little good that did me... but I digress).  But writing takes time, and time is not something I usually have a lot of.  Well, my friends, lack of time is no excuse for not doing something you love... I will make time!  I am going to commit to clear enough space in my schedule to finish five songs this year.  Here's to creating!

(photo acquired on weheartit.com)

Friends:

In the his book The Four Loves C.S. Lewis says that "Friendships are the least natural of all the loves; the least instinctive, biological, gregarious and necessary" in the eyes of society, and are therefore the most ignored of the loves.   Many times we simply ignore the opportunities to spend time with friends after more "instinctive" loves come along.  

After I got married eight months ago, I began finding it more and more difficult to spend time with anyone other than my husband.  You know the drill... love, then marriage, then attached at the brain.  I love my husband very, very much - but I also think that it is imperative to the health of a person's soul that he or she cultivates friendships.  

So, as my third goal, I want to to spend at least one night a week with a close friend.

(photo acquired on weheartit.com)

I'm going to try very hard to stick to these goals that I have set for myself, and I encourage all (eight) of you to create some short term goals for yourself.  Lets start growing together!

Scrumptious Somethings

Life… sometimes it feels like we don't do anything. We move, we work, we eat, we sleep. We love - fail - try again or don't. There's never enough time. We crave time. Time for those hidden loves - for expressions that are waiting for us to slip through the boredom and walk toward fresh air. But we push through to find something to push through to find something to push through.
Then suddenly, over the in-between, there comes that moment when we realize we mean something - of only to those few or that one. That moment when it happens. Where all our nothings add up and burst open to reveal the truth: they were very carefully planned.
That is what this blog is about… the in-betweens and the scrumptious somethings that we live for.