–Isobel has started writing paragraphs in school, which I know because she rattled off the basic formula for writing one when she wanted to talk about Shopkins with me. An intro sentence, a closing sentence, and “three juicy details!” Later on we were making plans together and Isobel asked me to tell her about my goals. “And make it juicy!” she added.
–If you saw this photo on my Facebook feed, I’d like to clarify: I did not post this as a (weird?) sweet gesture for my husband’s birthday. Elias had gotten hold of my phone and somehow managed to open Timehop, find this photo, select it, add some fireworks, and select a frame that charmingly says, FACEPALM. Then he proceded to open Facebook and add it to my timeline, but not before typing nonsensical random letters that look like the ramblings of a Cthulhu first. It’s pretty obvious: he’s only a year and already a technical genius.
–I received another perfect attendance award for Isobel! It has her name on it, but let’s be real. That award is for me. She certainly isn’t in any hurry to get ready and get to school on time every day. The epitome of her slowness happened one day when I asked her to move a little faster and she replied, “I can’t hurry up! I have too much gravity!”
–I’ve been living up to my goals and taking more photos, both with the big camera and my phone. It’s so lovely and green and I know I’ve been making my snowbound followers also, er, green, with envy, but this is the only time of year when things are naturally green outside. Soon the heat will rise and the dew will dry and there will be no water, only the unforgiving sun, and everything will be yellow and brown and plants will crunch beneath our feet. Now, thought, we have flowers and ten kinds of greenery, and little grace notes of water on the edges of plants, and I’m going to capture it to remember green by.
–I think I need to get into fancy planners. Lists are my life and I function better with a daily to-do list; always have. Anthony and I have a shared calendar on our phones, but it doesn’t work for me. I need to write things out longhand for my brain to make any sort of sense of them. I’m a year and two months older than Anthony. I believe he must have crossed some kind of electronic threshold that allows him to use electronic calendars while I’m stuck in the olden days, writing things down and jamming out to 8-tracks.
–The week after an immune system-killing injection cycle is still really hard. I’m struggling. I hate that I’ve been so quiet here, but on the flip side I’ve been working really hard on a three-part post that I’m really proud of. And I have some yearly seasonal links to share, plus a long overdue Follow Friday post. I have to keep reminding myself that when I’m ill it takes me three times as long to do things as it did when I was healthy. I get it done, eventually, and it’s my tenacity that counts.
–I’ve revamped my cleaning schedule and it’s made me happy in the way that going to bed early makes me happy: it’s boring but satisfying. I’ve altered things so that stuff around the house counts as my physical therapy; it gets me up and moving when I’d rather be a lump on the couch or face-down on the floor. It’s not quite exercise, but I’m stretching and walking and moving. I’m taking a page from Stefanie’s book and sitting in a chair and using the wand attachment for the vacuum if I can’t stand. I’m sure I’m getting some physical benefit, but the real benefit that I’ve loved has been mental. It’s increased my ability to focus. Elias loves cleaning and follows me around with his spray bottle (full of plain water, of course) and a rag, and he really gets excited when I vacuum because then he gets to do this. I love watching him pretend a long.
–Due to recent events, namely “The Cheerio Incident,” Elias has learned to say “Oops.”
–Last week I went to an event I look forward to with great anticipation every year: The Friends of the Library Book Sale. I got some amazing finds, including a ST:TNG technical manual with someone’s notes on warp propulsion still inside, and a super sweet Ninjao book for Elias for fifty cents. I also got to see two elderly men fist bump over books, which is one of the highlights of the year so far. I got a bunch of great stuff, that I credit to being there when the doors opened on Friday. I had originally planned on going with the whole family after work, but my arthritis has been so bad I had been stuck on the couch by the time evening came around. But at 9 am I still had pretty good use of my legs so I took advantage of the opportunity. I’m glad I did because competition was fierce. I was looking over some Star Trek novels when a woman my Mom’s age saddled up next to me and said, “I want those Star Trek books for my son!” I just sort of looked at her and wanted to say, “Well, I want them for my me.” Sadly, I try to set a good example for the kids and refrained from punching her when she tried to crowd me out of the way. I retaliated in my own way, by buying all of the Star Trek books. (There were only four. Sorry, rude lady’s son!)
–Are you watching Galavant? You need to be watching Galavant. It’s hilarious. I just finished the second season and I’m so sad it’s over. I’m crossing my fingers it will get another miracle-renewal. Anthony and Isobel have started playing Child of Light and it’s really wonderful, so I highly recommend that as well. Elias is more into Ninjago than ever, which is cool with me, because I love it too. He loves reading his book and will stare at the pages contentedly for a long time.
–While updating my Life List for the new year I decided that one of the things I wanted to do was start experimenting with red lipstick. I’m very inexperienced when it comes to the Womanly Arts. I am badass at winged eyeliner and that’s about it. I’m uneducated about many things related to hair and makeup, and for the most part, I like it that way. But I’ve decided to add a nice red lip to my repertoire, so I enlisted the help of my BFF Angela, who is fabulous in the ways of both hair and makeup. We scheduled a sleepover so that we could talk about hair and makeup and boys, except in this case the sleepover started in the afternoon and the boys we discussed were our sons. She did my hair and gave me a necklace she’d been saving for me that says, “Thrifty Bitch,” while the kids and the husbands hung out. The real beneficiary of the day was Isobel, whose heart nearly stopped when she saw Angela’s makeup vanity. I keep forgetting that she’s a girlier girl than I am when it comes to this kind of thing, and she was in Big Girl Heaven. Angela graciously let her try on all sorts of make up and let her clomp around the house in her shoes. (Angela has better shoes than I do, too: heals, wedges, multiple shiny, sparkly flats. It’s so much better than Mama’s dull collection of comfortable clogs, sneakers, and boots.) It was pretty much the best sleepover ever for both of us.
Snapshot 01.27.16. CAN YOU DIG IIIIIIIT?
Menu Planning Tips & Habits. How to make the most of shopping once a week and planning your meals.
Snapshot 01.20.16. I found a bag of clothes in my rafters and it was pretty much Second Christmas.
Ted Cruz rally interrupted by yelling, vomiting man. My fave part: it was unclear as to whether or not he was a supporter.
Political Issue: Robot Uprising. I love this.
When I die, I want this as my obituary. Or I can have this plaque installed by my front door.
I used Google autocomplete to write a dating profile and it may be the best dating profile ever. Thinking of you, Laura!
I have so much respect for this dog. That dog knows what it wants in life and is not afraid to get it.
#ColorOurCollections sheets to download, print & color. Oh, this makes me giddy.
This short clip is so funny and so sad and so great. Did you have a nap today?!
Easy… Easy…. EEEEassssyyyyyyy… perfect. Best possible claw machine outcome.
If you’re on a beach, this map shows what is across the ocean. Stuff from Japan has regularly shown up on the California coast.
Strip Mall Banksy strikes again! Frame it.
This Pokemon portrait is made completely in colored beads. It’s gorgeous!
tfw the acid kicks in. I can’t stop looking at this and laughing.
Cat owners will appreciate this gravy boat. Or not. (I think it’s hilarious.)
Accepting Your Body With Chronic Illness. This can be so hard when you are young and dealing with issues usually associated with age.
Flower Girl. Whitney creates gorgeous art using watercolor and embroidery.
Isobel’s DIY Pichu. We’re going to make another one soon–a Pikachu this time–for brother.
Thrifty Ways To Celebrate Valentine’s Day. Anthony and I have our own traditions for this fun, made-up holiday.