Month: November 2014

Celebrating imperfection

“Have no fear of perfection – you’ll never reach it.” – Salvador Dali I sometimes live in two worlds.  The real one and the one in which I’m Martha Stewart.  When living in the real world I do things like go to my in-laws for Thanksgiving (like this year, woo-hoo!).  When living in I-am-Martha-Stewart world, I do things like invite people over for a holiday dinner, spend weeks obsessing about how to pull off a perfect meal complete with themed cocktails (the pomegranate mimosas were delicious, actually) and turn into a not-so-nice crazed woman (my poor husband) the day of. I love to cook.  And I love sharing that love and good food with my family and friends.  It’s taken me a few years, but I’ve come to realize that I’m not Martha Stewart.  (Wait, what?)  In dream world, I could pull off a magazine-worthy spread.  But in real life, I’m actually not so great under pressure (even if it is self-induced). Thankfully, it didn’t take me too long to realize it’s much more enjoyable for me …

Weekly photo challenge: angular

“A little nonsense now and then, is cherished by the wisest men.” Roald Dahl I find myself in the craziest positions trying to get unique shots of my son. I’m sure my neighbors think I’m weird. But the results are worth it. 🙂 Find more responses to the “angular” challenge at the Daily Post.

driftwood sculpture art

Life is too short not to stop the car

Dinosaur? Bird? Dinosaur bird?  My husband and I couldn’t decide.  I’ve been driving past this driftwood sculpture along the river for weeks, thinking what a nice photo op it would make.  Last week, we finally decided to stop the car and check it out. Earlier this week, I posted some thoughts about minimalism, busyness, and aligning priorities with values in my life.  It’s a continuing effort (and will remain one), but I had a nice chance to put my thoughts into action by deciding to stop the car for the dinosaur bird.  Even though on this particular day I would have rather continued on my way home, my husband and I took advantage of a little free time to go check it out. And I was glad we did.  It was a great photo op and the impromptu adventure brightened my mood and my day. This post was inspired by the “No Time to Waste” prompt this week.  I especially enjoyed these other takes on this prompt: a reminder that it’s okay to waste time too from LifeInFrame and a reminder to make time for …

minimalist

The minimalist ticket

“Beware the barrenness of a busy life.” – Socrates Sometimes I look at my cats and think, “Man, you live the good life. As long as someone feeds you every day and remembers to scoop out your poop, life is good.” You can learn a bit about appreciating life’s simple pleasures from watching a cat. I don’t think I really knew “busy” until I went back to work after having my son.  After a few months of monotonous and somewhat luxurious (in retrospect) days of getting to know my son (and Netflix), suddenly much of my free time on the margins of the day became dedicated to preparing for someone else to care for my son.  Pumping breast milk, preparing bottles, packing diapers (and burp cloths…and bibs…and changes of clothes).  In the beginning I worried I’d never keep up with it all.  But, after a little while, we got into a groove. During that time, I also came to new terms with the meaning of “prioritizing.”  Things that were important before our son arrived, even …

childhood, autumn, leaves, play

A virtual time capsule

“Let us save what remains: not by vaults and locks which fence them from the public eye and use in consigning them to the waste of time, but by such a multiplication of copies, as shall place them beyond the reach of accident.” ― Thomas Jefferson I often wonder what will happen to all the photos on my hard drive. Will they one day be a nagging thought in my children’s minds, like my piles of old, unorganized photos are in mine, begging for someone to display and tell their stories once more? (Except, for my children, it will be all the worse since there will be so many more photos, because with digital who needs just one shot when you can have five oh-so-subtle variations?) Or will my hard drive be like a virtual time capsule they can’t wait to open and find treasures from family times in years past? I like to hope that my children will love having a visual history of their childhoods. When I was a child, I loved going through photos of …