I tell you. I keep sitting down to write this post, and I really need to write it because my head feels heavy with emotional pressure, and even though I have poured my heart into my sponsored posts this week, we all know that this is where the weird stuff happens. I’ll tell you weird. I keep sitting down here to write this post, and Des called me downstairs no less than ten times while I was hoping he was trying to nap. So I ran back and forth to retrieve water and shoes and snacks and one TV show and he even called me down to tell me that Juniper (the swiper) swiped his egg and cheese sandwich. Ever hear of that one?
She jumped up on the coffee table, knocked his egg and cheese sandwich to the floor, and started to feast on it. I picked her up to scold her, started laughing during it, kissed her head, and then cleaned up the sandwich. I’m bad at cat discipline.
What’s new with me? Well, what’s new with you? Alaska is in two weeks, actually a little less, and my thoughts are occupied with disbelief and with wondering how to cope with my longest flight in ages. Are there any gentle, kid-dose drugs out there that will allow me to sleep? Read? Talk inside my head less? Eat egg and cheese sandwiches from near-outer-space? I really need to know this. My head is positively swimming lately. If you see me, and I can’t sit still and I duck my head and I play with my hair and I start doing Lamaze breathing, do something fast. Anything. Feed me or push me or pull me or hug me.
What else is new? I got obsessed with the Netflix show “Stranger Things.” I finished season one and I promise no spoilers, but you should watch it if you like good acting, incredibe storytelling, and feeling like you’re back in the 80’s all over again. And if you like music and life and actors so good, they’ll make you swoon. And if you like Eggo waffles. SPOILER. But who doesn’t?
Also, there’s a pop-up Museum of Ice Cream in NYC. It only goes until August 31st, and since we’re doing Alaska at the end of the month, we have to go soon. I’m thinking next week with the kids, if any NYC or nearby bloggers want to come meet us.
We got a new Subaru Outback. It’s TARDIS blueish. Cassidy actually got it on his own and just came home with it one day, to our surprise! I haven’t driven it much but it has Sirius Satellite Radio and I’m obsessed with the 90’s station. Among others.
When I fold my laundry, I save the underwear for last and I count it, obsessively, to see how many days it’s been since I last did my own laundry. As you can clearly see, I don’t skip a day of wearing it, or wear a pair two days in a row! So there’s that.
On a serious note, though, I received some bad news this week from my mom. Her horse, Blaze, passed away after being ill for awhile. He was so strong, though. I remember when he was born in 1988 and I think there was a video of his birth! He’s been her constant friend and love for so long now, and moved from being boarded (somewhere wonderful) to being at my parent’s own property for over a decade. I’m so glad he spent the last half of his life or so next to my mom, always there at the fence to greet her when she got home. Baby Boy Blaze, you were a true gift. Thank you for all the years as my brother.
That’s why I’m linking up to THREE linkups today, all about blessings and being blessed and when it comes to blessings, and whatever else. I’ve always considered myself a little charmed, and I think maybe most of us do, if we’re lucky, until we get older and realize that things are kinda hard, or very hard. And we have bills, bills, bills. And letting people in and out of our hearts is really darn hard. Sometimes we slump and we slink down lower. Sometimes we get too low. I’m here to tell you that there’s still a big part of me that believes. I think having an open heart and an open mind, open enough to realize how far we always still have to come, does help. I’m a little charmed. I bet you are too. So here’s my random range of strange blessings.
1. When I was a kid, whenever I forgot my homework, we’d have an assembly and miss that class that day. Every time.
2. Whenever I’d miss a campus bus at Rutgers, another one would be right behind it, even though they were supposed to be 15 minutes apart, but never really were. For me, at least. Because magic and wizardry, or at least delusions of grandeur.
3. I have a fast metabolism, at least for now, and my eating habits are mainly healthy ones – like eating slowly, only eating until I’m 70% full, and having bigger breakfasts than lunches and dinners. Dinners.. Hrmph. Gateway to dessert, I say.
4. My hair and nails grow really fast. This can be good, but also bad, but majority good.
5. Hey, I’m doing what I love for work! That doesn’t mean it’s easy, people! If anything, it’s harder.
6. I have mellow kids, or at the very least, I have kids who sleeeeeeeep.
7. I was raised by my parents to be open-minded and open-hearted. Hey, it isn’t perfect but it’s important.
8. One can argue that having what is probably the worst thing to happen to a kid – the sudden death of a parent – at a young age might make me unlucky. Yet, I’ve still felt a bit charmed and lucky with this mix of weird and wacky and probably delusional and shallow and deep reasons to feel blessed. Despite hardships, I still know utter joy, humor, kindness, and love.
9. “We found love in a hopeless place.” — Rihanna. I think it’s remarkable to find love again with the one who got away. For so long it felt like I was in a movie. And this September, it will be a decade since I fell in love with him all over again.
10. We found love in a non-hopeless place. Northampton. HOME.
This is me linking up, as one of my favorite things to do, with Finish The Sentence Friday. This week’s topic is “When it comes to blessings…” And there’s still time to write yours. Come link up with your spin on the matter: HERE.