"Be happy. Talk happiness. Happiness calls out responsive gladness in others. There is enough sadness in the world without yours . never doubt the excellence and permanence of what is yet to be. Join the great company of those who make the barren places of life fruitful with kindness. Your success and happiness lie in you. The great enduring realities are love and service. Resolve to keep happy and your joy and you shall form an invincible host against difficulties."
How to grow a garden when you don't have time to grow a garden because in any free time you may possibly have, you're growing a toddler and a preschooler instead, and hopefully turning them into semi-normal children. Fingers crossed everybody.
Now let's get down to some hard-core 15 minute gardening!
Step 2: Follow the wonderfully simple instructions within the kit which will show you how to make seedbombs which look like meatballs...but don't eat them. And when your 2yr old tries to eat them, tell her there's worm ca-ca in there, and she'll stop eating them immediately...and then she'll feed it to the dog.
Oh and be very very glad that the instructions contain cute little photos...because if you're anything like me these days...you'll be reading instructions while at the same time slapping your eyelids to stay awake because of all the nighttime awakenings and nursing...and also doing the whole falling-back-asleep-thing just to awaken to swift kicks from a spunky 4yr old who insists on sleeping in the "big-bed" even after telling him his big boy bed is way better. Then baby girl hears her Mama getting the junk beat out of her TaeKwonDo style, so she wakes up scratching her Mama to nurse, yet again.
Let's move on, shall we?
Step 3: Get "Little Night Kicker" and his sidekick "Little Miss Scratchesalot" together, and schedule a playdate with a couple of their best buddies. Have them toss the seedbombs out into the yard. Notice the one-footed monster.
So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours. Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide. Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all people and grovel to none. When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself. Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision. When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.
And instead go outside with your baby, your infant, your toddler, your dog, your husband (not in that order of course!) and go pick up a leaf, a stick or even a bug. But don't forget to track those childhood adventures with a nature journal - you can find plenty of journals on Etsy.
Or go checkout one of my favorite designer's shops - see Anna Maria Horner's website for this colorful little goodness:
Gosh that journal is just so super gorgeous!!
And to top off your nature journaling...take a look at these lovelies right here...they're natural twig pencils, carved from wood. How fun!
Our little family of 5 gathered around the television today at 11:30am to watch the Inauguration of the 44th U.S. President, Barack Hussein Obama.
The Hubbs Joe came home for lunch, and held baby Lily in his arms to watch the event. Joey said "That's President Obama!" and my little future architect stacked his blocks one on top of another to look like the Washington Monument, and his wooden Obama Air Force One airplane awaited playtime. Our pup Aleethea watched from her favorite spot, and I snapped probably way too many photos of the tv screen, and captured it all with the video camera.
Our new President's Inaugural address was beautiful as he stood and spoke from the very same place built by slaves. We stood quietly, and listened in awe. He began with:
"My fellow citizens, I
stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust
you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors."
Minutes later into the speech, these words hit home in our family:
"For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness.
We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus - and
non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from
every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of
civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger
and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall
someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the
world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that
America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace."
As soon as he said the word "patchwork", an image of an Amy Butler patchwork quilt came to my mind. I can't help it, sewing is always on my mind.
And the last paragraph of his speech was so very inspiring:
"America, in the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our
hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue,
let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may
come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were
tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back
nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace
upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it
safely to future generations."
You can read the full text of the speech here at msnbc.com.
And see the Inaugural Address here:
What's on the President's agenda now that Inauguration Day is over? Read this pageabout what our new President - an author of two bestsellers - plans to do for the Arts, Science, Child Advocacy, and also the areas devastated by Katrina.
Are you a stubborn person? I can be pretty darn stubborn sometimes,
and totally set in my ways. As a defining trait of a Taurus, I'm not
easy to budge, as in bull-headed, and at times I won't be swayed...no
matter what. Sometimes this is labeled of Taureans to be
procrastination, but I've never seen it that way. Because I am always
planning, and always doing. And as the positive-natured person that I
am, I see my stubbornness - or as I like to call it - my
"steadfastness" as a quality, and a very important one too! Maybe that's denial. haha.
On the other hand, I also fully enjoy and embrace change. Because it's fun, and inspiring, it sparks creativity, and it's an invitation to grow and learn, which is always a plus. I've led change in my professional career on many occasions, and thoroughly enjoyed the entire process.
But I never ever move until I'm ready. And then when I'm ready...it's full speed ahead.
The Hubbs Joe and I used to play
Chess together. Alot. I love everything about the game of Chess. Ever since the Hubbs Joe and I started dating, we'd either sit and play Chess sometimes for hours at a time until the game
ended, or if I wasn't ready to move, we'd let the pieces sit and
continue the game over several days. Was that procrastinating? No, it
In the C and other programming languages - which are near and so geekily dear to my heart, the code declaration of #define is used to define a constant. Without that definition in your code, your application or program will have...issues. So, you are essentially saying to the application "this will not change, this will remain the same." Why must you declare that? Because by default, it is understood that everything changes. So essentially you are stating the exception to the rule.
Heraclitus the Greek philosopher said "The only constant is change."
I realized a long time ago that the only constant in life is change. And there is rarely an exception to that rule. It's really only the frequency of change which varies. The most well known, publicized, or life-changing of those frequencies is annual, defined as a New Year, and declared or jotted down as New Year's resolutions. Not that it takes a New Year to define change, but traditionally, that's what we've all been programmed to do.
Since December, I've been in a state of change, a different state of mind, and I am so.fully.completely.enjoying it. Why December? Because you know how New Years usually start. It's so easy to drag your feet in January, tired from the end of year stuff, not ready to say good-bye sometimes, and not really ready commit to any resolutions. Or maybe sometimes you implement your resolutions until the first week of the New Year...and then...back to your old ways.
So, beginning my ideas for change in December - was my way of getting a jump start on a New Year. A head start in implementing at least the very beginnings of everything that I wanted to do differently in 2009. And with my children's boutique being closed since Nov. 1st, I've definitely had more time to change.
"A day you waste is one you can never make
up." George Allen (American Football Coach)
Well, that explains alot! That quote makes me feel really good about all the nutty and busy days I had preparing for the holidays. Especially since it was Lily's very 1st Christmas and Joey's 1st time meeting Santa and at 2 1/2 yrs old, his first time really experiencing and understanding the whole Christmas holiday and all the festivities surrounding it. I can't wait to show you the pics! I'll post them hopefully later today...
"In order to do what really matters to you, you have
to, first of all, know what really matters to you." - Dr. Edward Hallowell
Should I blog about work?
Or should I blog about relaxing?
I've always considered myself lucky enough to love my work. I'm talking about before my baby boutique.. Before Orlando, FL. Before the Hubbs Joe, and our sweet monster kiddos...a lifetime ago...five few years back...in a past life in the corporate world...I was a full time geek in NYC, spending my days on 5th Ave...analyzing user requirements, trouble-shooting software, conducting group software training sessions...overlooking the city...and developing technical solutions. It made me happy.
Writing programs and databases for desktop computers at all hours of the night...bringing my laptop on the subway, the LIRR or on the express bus from Queens to code away the commute. The physical world being transformed, a virtual escape, my way of fighting against the boundaries of the daily routines, and getting lost and found by way of coding. That used to excite me - and relax me at the same time. Although not anymore..but don't get me wrong...I still code, the Programmer is still in me of
course...but these days I only dabble in it...no comparison to living it as I used to.
Now let's fast forward to today...a hubby, 2 babies, a dog, and an Etsy shop full of handmade goodness later...exit the shopping in Manhattan, and exit the virtual computer design with its non-tangible items and on screen properties of colors being numbers and words being code...and enter...the piles of fabric, the textures, all the fun wonders and beauty of the textile world, the mesmerizing world of fabrics that I can actually touch...and...my new weapon of choice...the sewing machine. "Tadaaaaahhhhh!" - as Joey would say. And of course, to go hand in hand with my Etsy shop and all my fabric...is this...my lovely little blog.
And since I now live in baby-land and am always making you - my wonderful familyfriendslurkers blog readers - look at photos of the most gorgeous kiddos in the whole world, I was instead going to select that alternative theme which is "work", and write about my work outside of Etsy. I was going to tell you about .NET programming, UNIX and Flash scripting, and Website and Application Development - I was going to write a cute little VisualBasic app and...blah blah blah...I digress...and so I've decided not to.
Because who am I kidding? The coder geek in me has happily and finally admittedly accepted defeat. The Programmer in me has been wrestled to the ground by the Mama, Wife, Designer in me. And these days instead of hard core coding, you can find me hard core sewing. Umm...unless you're my current web client reading this, for whom you know I will always make an exception for you - and your website status is per my email yesterday. :)
OK, moving right along...and so, I ultimately have chosen to write about the other theme...which is...what do I do to relax? hhhmmmm...for me...to speak about relaxing takes more effort these days than to work.
Besides taking a few hours moments to think and blog crank up my dusty brain engine up to full power ...while also laughing at my own steam coming out of my ears as my mom would say she sees... in order to somehow painfully muster up write (to my own amazement and I'm sure yours as well) a few meagerly little yet wondrously hopefully coherent sentences...besides blogging which gets rid of a dozen sticky notes slows me down to a thinking and planning stage...the following by far is why I make all that monster clothing, what speaks to my heart, keeps me sleep deprived, relaxes me, makes me need all that coffee, and calms my soul...
I try to lie down still next to this beautiful little one as often as possible...
and look upward and experience her view of this world...
and as often as possible we engage in meaningful conversation as I gaze into those big brown eyes of unmatched beauty...
and share a giggle with my new daughter...
and watch my little artist paint with such 2 year old intensity as I patiently yet so eagerly await what he tells me he's drawn...
and play with my sweet ferocious beast...
and think of the reason why I am who I am today...the reason why I am here...the person who changed my entire life...and the reason why today I can relax...
and remember the honeymoon with that amazing man who gave me that little shiny ring...and promised me even better days ahead...and thank God for the bigger rock when he got a better job...
(insert photo of pre-baby weight here)...
and I now surely know...that there is, in fact, life beyond work.
He is soooo gonna love this blog post...nothing like some mushy goodness with the holidays fast approaching.
Computer happiness is...The Hubbs re-installing 2 software programs for me at 1:AM because I just haven't gotten around to it. Been kinda busy. Microsoft Plus! Digital Media Edition and Microsoft Digital Image. They're for fun stuff like digital scrapbooking, making movies and animations from photos, playing with a jukebox, a handy alarm clock on my pc, organizing my photos, and cute little dancers that rock to the music right over there in the corner of my pc. All of which I've somehow gone without for far too long.