Thursday, December 23, 2010

Christmas Advent

Made this for my parents, obviously a while ago. It was soooo fun. I loved how it turned out. I had drawn out each square last year, but didn't have time to make it. Robby's mom gave us a hand painted wooden stocking advent calender when we first got married. I love it. Each little square is the size a of a quarter with a detailed figure painted on it. She said she painted each of her kids one (all 7), but was saving Robby's for when he got married....I thought that was funny. How long were they going to hang on to that thing?

It's been raining for about one week here...non-stop. No sun for one week. It was killing me. I was feeling claustrophobic, like there was no where to get fresh air with sun. I almost went tanning. Yes, in a tanning bed. Today the sun came out and it didn't rain all day. It felt so good. I managed to get to the gym Wednesday and it felt so good. Sweat dripping work outs. Then, today I busted out the treadmill before our crazy day began. crazy fun. I wanted to sweat out some of the junk food I've been stuffing myself with. I'm feeling some major changes coming with the new year...starting with sugar. Like less of it. I can't wait for Christmas. Of course to see the kids so excited, but mostly to give Robby his gift. I got him a new keyboard. We are really random with gifts. We mostly get little things for each other, like he gets me chocolate or something. But, every once in a while we'll get each other something unexpected. Like one year, for mother's day, he surprised me with a new beach cruiser. So sweet. I wasn't going to get him anything, but at the last minute, decided to go with it. Robby plays a tiny keyboard almost every night. He loves it and I love listening to him play. He likes playing on a keyboard because he plays at night and he can adjust the sound. So, I got him a full sized 88 key keyboard with weighted keys, like a grand piano. I'm so excited. I hope he hasn't figured it out yet.

Monday, December 13, 2010

Motivational Star Trek Reruns

The human adventure is just beginning.
-Star Trek

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Does it get any more motivational than that?!

Came home from work Sunday to find the fam watching the first of the Star Trek movies. I was about Monet's age when I found myself at the mercy of my Dad's TV taste. We spent many a Saturday watching old Star Trek as well as other B movies, bizarre Alfred Hitchcock, old musicals and British murder mysteries. It was endearing to come home to see Robby and the kids doing the same. I remember a few of the shows I watched with my dad that were particularly disturbing, like the black and white film of the town that got invaded by monster sized ants....

Thursday, December 9, 2010

More on Connectedness

Only connect.

-E.M. Forster

I happened upon this post on "Salt Stained Eyes" entilted Connectedness. It made me think of how I feel in different surroundings or situations. How I avoid places or people because I don't feel connected and how I find myself at certain places again and again because I do feel it. I feel right when I'm at the beach, breathing in salty, ocean air, on a walk, at the park with the kids, exercising at the gym, talking and being with certain people.

Monet was only a few months old and I was staying with my parents in Folsom, a small saburban town outside of Sacramento with it's mini mansions and fancy cars. People are rarely seen outside. You have to get in your car and drive half an hour to get to places like the grocery store. It's a commuter town. I was jogging on the side walk with Monet in the stroller, looking at the tract houses and the thought entered my head: I don't have to live here. There were other reasons too, but a few weeks later, I packed up our car and Monet and I moved back to our beach. I would put her in the baby carrier, walk down to the water and soak it all in: the sunset, the sand, the waves coming and going. My soul felt at home in this little town, working at the place I so love. After work, I would get on my bike with Monet in the back seat and ride along the coast. It wasn't easy. I was actually really hard at times, but it's nice to be where you belong. I feel that too with the other surf moms and the kids. Maybe it's the ocean and sense of adventure that brings us together.