Another Tuesday Post

I am exhausted. In that emotionally, social kind of way that happens when life is good, and full, and busy but a day lying on the couch reading a good book or bingeing on a show sounds a little bit like heaven. Since I’ve seen you last: we celebrated my birthday, another birthday over Memorial Day weekend, hosted a wedding shower for my future sister-in-law, attended a birthday party on the other side of the state. This weekend we’ll be celebrating two family birthdays AND Father’s Day. School has been let out (we celebrated with a night at the pool with friends) and kids have started their activities (yoga and tennis for Violet, golf and tennis for Abram). I’ve broken a finger cleaning the washing machine (because you never break your finger doing something brag-worthy like helping build houses with Habitat for Humanity or rock climbing some mountain. Granted, I’d have to DO those things, to break a finger doing them, so it’s washing machine injuries for me.) And we’ve pretty much filled our schedule until mid-July at which point, I’m going to pony up to the pool and not leave until school starts. So…here’s my breakdown:

Knitting: Socks. I have a few other projects on the needles and I’ll get to them just as soon as I finish the pair of socks. Knitting with a broken finger is kind of a pain. I tried switching my yarn holding hand. Didn’t help.

Reading: Warriors. Blame Violet. She loves that I’m hooked. I love that they’re quick. Not a huge fan of the reading them poolside though. Need suggestions for good summer (light) reads that weren’t written for elementary aged kiddos.

Watching: 30 Rock and Star Trek TNG. Jesse and I used to order pizza and watch Next Generation marathons when we were first married. It’s the only Star Trek series I’ve ever watched so I don’t claim trekkie status, but I do enjoy them. 30 Rock is new to me but I’m enjoying it.

Making: We’ve gotten so much lettuce from our CSA so far this year. There are nights were I literally just rip off pieces of head lettuce, dip them in dressing and talk about how hip we are with our hand salads. And yes, I took a picture of one of the heads of lettuce because I got four heads that week and every single one of them was beautiful. And I don’t care how silly it makes me sound. It was.

In other news I was conned into baking banana bread by children. They asked for bananas at the grocery store and when they started to get overripe,  I asked why they weren’t eating them. Violet said, “Oh, we were just waiting for you to make banana bread.” So we made banana bread.

So that’s me. How about you? What’s new? Making, cooking, doing, reading, watching, thinking about anything you’d like to share? Catch me up!

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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?

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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.)