39 for 39

Today, I am officially  one year away from 40. I’m planning on making the last year of my 30’s my best year yet.

Here’s my list for 39:

  1. Mail a handwritten letter each month.
  2. Try the bullet journal method & don’t obsess about making it pretty.
  3. Get my health indicator numbers inline.
  4. Finish an entire coloring book.
  5. See Hamilton on Broadway.
  6. Take a firearm safety/shooting class.
  7. Try paddle boarding.
  8. Smoke zero cigarettes.
  9. Try a new food.
  10. Run/walk a 5K.
  11. Run/walk a 10K.
  12. Run/walk a Half Marathon.
  13. Take a family vacation – just the 4 of us.
  14. Knit myself a sweater.
  15. Read 30 books.
  16. Purge craft space – donate supplies that won’t be used.
  17. Finish quilt top.
  18. Buy a new lens for my camera.
  19. Have family pictures taken.
  20. Continue to practice unapologetic self-confidence.
  21. Go on a picnic.
  22. Take the kids camping. Even if it’s in the backyard.
  23. Buy a new box of high quality colored pencils.
  24. Learn to back up boat trailer quickly & accurately.
  25. Attend Mass.
  26. Take a break from Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat, etc. for at least one month.
  27. Abstain from purchasing any sock yarn.
  28. Embroider something.
  29. Create a photo album for each of the kids.
  30. Get a mole check.
  31. Quit drinking Diet Dr. Pepper.
  32. Establish a regular sleep/wake time.
  33. Buy a record player and some records.
  34. Cook more.
  35. Listen to my gut.
  36. Celebrate my people.
  37. Update master list of home projects.
  38. Find a project/cause that could benefit from my time & talents and donate.
  39. Make my bed.

Last year, I made a list of 38 things I wanted to accomplish while 38. I didn’t manage to do them all, but you can read about that here.

A Good Week

I don’t know if it’s getting older, or if it’s the politics of today, or some combination of both, but my tolerance for bullshit has reached an all time low. As has my threshold of caring about what other’s think of me.

Knitting: I finished one pair of socks and started another. I also got to work on *drumroll please* a Christmas gift. I haven’t finished Abram’s sweater and I *still* need to get buttons for Violet’s, but I figured May is a perfect time to start knitting up Christmas gifts.

Reading: Salt: A World History and more Warriors books for Violet. I’m really trying to find a book that will capture the heart and mind of a second grade boy who has slipped from LOVING reading into HATING it (this year has been hard on all of us and we’re all ready for summer vacation). Any and all suggestions would be appreciated and please don’t be one of those people who say that maybe he’s just grown out of it.

Watching: Do not laugh. I’ve been watching Dawson’s Creek. It’s horrible. Eye rolling, oh dear lord why am I watching this horrible and yet…I’m watching it. I missed it when it came out, I know that Joey ends up choosing Pacey (He bought her a wall. Eye roll, sigh.). I know Jen ends up dying (because of course). It’s everything a trite teeny bopper television show needs. Quick, grown up dialogue. The usual angsty topics. Homosexuality. Love triangles. Bookworm girl next store. Sexy blonde. Basically, Buffy the Vampire Slayer without the cool monsters. (I actually really like Buffy the Vampire Slayer).

Cooking: We’ve been getting a lot of salad greens from the CSA (it’s early, so it’s basically herbs and greens) and my new favorite lunch is a soft boiled or poached egg on toast with arugula. I feel like that officially makes me a hipster blogger. I finally bought some glass food storage containers and it’s been absolute magic for the meal plan/prep. I don’t know if it’s because everything looks so pretty and stacked and organized in the fridge or what, but I love them and because I love them, I use them and it’s the great cycle that keeps my prep game strong. I am a dork.

Other random snippets from this weekend:

Violet and Abram made my Mother’s Day truly special. I didn’t have to deal with a single argument, they did everything I asked the first time, they gave me hugs and kisses and adorable handmade gifts, and then let me do pretty much whatever it is I wanted. (Is that not every mother’s dream?) We’re all back to normal now though lest I get too comfortable.

Violet finished up her participation in Girls on the Run by participating in a 5K with her uncle. She said she got frustrated because she wanted to run the whole thing but because she was in the last wave had a hard time getting out ahead of those who had decided to walk it. She had a great time though and I’m really grateful to my brother for being her buddy because I was pretty sure I couldn’t have managed it (next year though…)

So…what’s new with you? Cooking, making, watching, reading? Any suggestions?

Missing It

Today is the kind of day where if the kids were still little and we still lived in our little old house, I’d walk them down to the park by the river. We’d take the long way home and stop at our favorite coffee shop – fruit smoothies for them, iced coffee for me. We’d come home for naps. I’d spread out big scrappy towels on the patio and put out paints and paper and let them make a mess of themselves.

Those days were hard. Long. Touched out. Overstimulated. Endlessly chasing after someone and trying to keep them both alive. And yet, oh, how I miss them. Not for too long, of course, because soon it will be summer and they will be done with school. On nice days we’ll go to the park or to the pool and stop at our favorite places for food. When we get home I will spread out my scrappy tablecloth for crafting and paints on the deck and let them make a mess of themselves. I will be touched out and overstimulated and ready for them to go back to school by September. But I only have so many years (and not enough of them) of this left. I want to remember how much I miss those days and how much I’ll miss these ones.

I love these pictures. I had just gotten my “big” camera from a friend who had upgraded. I had no idea what I was doing, but I was trying to learn. Violet *loved* that dress. She wore it until it had holes in it. Abram half in pajamas because he *always* wanted to wear pajamas. (The other mother’s at his preschool probably thought I was the laziest woman alive because he was always in pjs.)

Tuesday Things: Good Stuff

So Abram basically owned this weekend.  A soccer game (no pictures), a baseball game, the birthday party of some friends (no pictures), a lost tooth and his First Communion where I didn’t take enough pictures because 1- he was over it and 2- I was feeling flustered by the parents of 46 kids all trying to take pictures at the exact same time and needed to get out of there. Thankfully, the service itself was less hectic. It was wonderful watching my son take part in Holy Communion for the first time and his whispered thoughts when we got back to the pew (“Mom, I just drank alcohol!!! The body was waaaaay better.”) made me smile.

In other news, I have no news. Zero.

I haven’t been watching much in the way of television.

I haven’t been knitting much.

I still haven’t gotten buttons for Violet’s sweater (I’ve resigned myself to the fact that by the time I get them she’ll be too big for it.)

I have been reading, but mostly Warriors books because that’s pretty much all Violet reads right now and I wanted to see what the fuss was all about (and because I figure if I read them, I could figure out what she likes and try and get her to branch out a little bit).

I took a two week vacation from Facebook and have been back for a week and am ready to take another.

I’m focusing a lot on the day to day things in my life. Brushing hair. Packing school bags. Chatting with friends. Folding clothes. Making dinners. Playing games. Saying yes when Abram asks me if I want to shoot hoops (despite being completely horrible at it). Snuggling in. Thinking about the goals I’m going to set for my 39th year. Taking baths. Going to bed early. Sleeping in late. Accepting that I might not be changing the whole of the world (I might not even be doing much at all) but loving the tiny place I inhabit. Searching for peace amidst the chaos and madness because I’m tired of feeling chaotic and mad.

What’s new in your world? Watching, reading, cooking, making anything good?