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.

The Death of the Gingerbread House

Today I did it.  I murdered my beautiful gingerbread house.


My husband has wanted me to do this for weeks (mostly because he bashed his house to bits directly after making it... I think it might be a guy thing) but I just couldn't bring myself to do it.  Adam kept bringing up the fact that at some point, I would have to say goodbye to my little creation; and tonight, he won me over.  He convinced me that since we will be going out of town soon, (it's going to be a Caribbean Christmas!) we should throw the house away because it will be pretty far past its prime by the time we get home.  It helped his case that garbage day is tomorrow.  So... I destroyed it.

It was so fun to make...

     

But when I got down to it... it was even more fun to unmake!

Merry Christmas everyone!

Lullaby

Hello all,
As you can see, I have been inspired by videos lately.  I'm a little sick, and I have found secret medicine... It's called "YouTube."  Looking up pretty videos always helps me forget that my nose is pouring nastiness, and my head feels like it's stuffed with cotton balls.
I've been thinking lately about how wonderful it will be to sing my children to sleep someday.  I remember the special feeling that I would get when my dad sang me to sleep with the lullaby that he wrote for my sister and I.  I can't remember all the words to that lullaby right at this moment, but sometimes (especially when I am really focused on a task... like cooking, or filing) all the words will come back to me, and I'll start singing it.  It makes me feel like a little girl again, all safe and tucked in "burrito" style.  I want my children to be able to feel that same warmth and love... and I think this is the perfect lullaby song.  

Foreign Inspiration

Hello everyone,
I hope you are as inspired by this video as I am.  It shows me that no dream (that we have hidden deep inside our hearts) is too big to achieve.  It also makes me want to dance!

Now excuse me while I go and dig up my goals and aspirations that I have written off as being "too impossible."  No more excuses.