Saturday, May 29, 2010

The Ghosts of Home Improvements Past

You may remember a long time ago when we painted our kitchen cupboards. Well, we had a little bit of that special paint left over and kept saying we would do the same thing in our guest bath. So, here it is about a year later, and we finally got around to it.

The thing about this job wasn't that it was hard, it was just harder to do with little kids around. So, you may ask why we didn't just do it after putting these little kids to bed. Well, this bathroom is right next to the boys bedroom and any kind of work in there really stressed me out about waking them up. The truth is that both boys could probably sleep through a train coming through the house, but by the end of the day the last thing I want to do is work on home improvements and risk waking sleeping children. So in other words, the room being next to their bedroom became a pretty good excuse to not do the job. Eventually we decided to enlist the help of some great babysitters and got it done in an afternoon (and then celebrated with sushi!).

Once again I forgot to take a before photo (see a trend here?). But I did remember to snap one once the doors were already off, so you can kind of get a mental picture of how it looked. This bathroom is very late 70's in decor, which is fitting since the house was built in 1977.

I think the cream colored cupboards really clean the look of the bathroom up a lot and even make it look a little more modern.

That is one of the few projects that I have been up to lately. I'm sure several of them were blog-worthy, but I just haven't been into blogging much. I'm honestly not sure why I haven't been blogging lately. I thought about it before writing this post and really can't come up with a reason at all. I once read a quote by someone I can't remember now that went something like "To write means to write." I guess it could be said about anything because I think I remember this same thing happening back when I was a musician. For some reason the ball can get rolling in either direction and lately my ball has rolled right off the laptop, over the sewing machine, and onto the sofa!

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Soccer Trophy

I've been pretty blog MIA lately because life has been really busy. Here is a drive by post about my little soccer extraordinaire. Yes the coach did tell him he was the fastest kid on the team and all of the other parents told me that he was a natural. We went into this with the idea that we'd let him try all the sports he wanted but right now it's looking like he is a natural at soccer. I guess it's in the genes.

Curtis was so excited to get his team trophy and he now has it proudly displayed on a shelf above his bed. We were very blessed with two great coaches and a team full of really fun loving kids. While I'm sad to see the time of practices and games go, I can't say that I'm unhappy about the lack of team Mom responsibilities in my life right now.

Curtis on team Sounders Spring 2010

Sunday, May 09, 2010

Happy Mother's Day

I woke up this morning (after sleeping in to an unheard of 9:15am) to a sweet little card and flowers from my boys.

I can't even remember what it was like to not be a mother now and I wouldn't change my life for all the world. I feel so blessed to have my two little guys in my life and to be able to capture moments like this.

Happy Mother's day to all of the mother's out there!

Saturday, May 08, 2010

A Day Late

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.

Sunday, May 02, 2010

Thoughts on Solitude

I'm struck by how crazy human existence is. The things we do, sometimes, seem down right insane to me. I read about people who trek out to far remote places and I find myself craving that kind of distance from society at times.

My life seems full of other peoples needs. I think that is why I steal 'me time' whenever I can, regardless of the inevitable guilt that comes with it (deserved or not). I read about mountaineers sleeping in bags on the side of K2 and I wonder what it feels like to be so close to solitude. I know for me fear would be enormous, but I still wonder what that kind of 'communion with nature' would feel like if I could get over any of the logical or illogical fears that would be involved.

I find that I myself cycle through my desires for solitude and community pretty regularly and unfortunately I think I feel lacking in both most of the time. Right now as I find myself envious of those mountaineers, I daydream about all of the amazing realizations that I believe I could come to in such a situation.