Let’s all take a minute to deeply exhale… we made it through another summer! Fall is officially here today as the high was only 85. I love the metaphor my friend used — “the fever broke”.
It was an interesting and full summer and I’m glad I took a break from this space. But also, I missed it. And my sabbatical allowed me to miss it. While I was away I worked (and worked and worked) and spent a lot of time thinking (it’s kind of what I do) about everything that is life. I read books, watched movies, went on (not enough) walks, took a few photos, visited family and flexed other creative parts of my brain.
But I’m ready to be back…. so let’s do this internet!
I thought I would pop into this space to say life has happened and gotten in the way of my little electronic creative outlet (i.e. my blog). I’m trying to strike a balance and want to make sure I’m not ever posting anything because I feel compelled rather than because I want to. (I don’t know why I feel that pressure…it’s not like I make money doing this…) Anyway… I may not be in this space right now, but you can find me on Instagram. Happy Summer… I’ll be back soon!
The hubs snapped this last summer when we were in The DR. I want to go back!
A very dear friend text me this quote last week when I was having a brief existential crisis. I liked it so much I thought I would share it in this space, because surely I am not the only one that threw up her corn dog and cotton candy. And usually I’m snapping away during my weekend adventures, but this weekend my phone/camera stayed zipped away. The hubs is still studying (testing on Friday!) and so my sister came over to the big city so we could find her a new chair and a rug for her office. And if I was doubting it at all, summer is indeed here — hello humidity. I then finished out the longest day of the year by painting a little (and of course meditating)! On Sunday I read a hodge-podge of things and practiced my Adobe Illustrator skills and now it’s already the last week in June. Good grief.
For the month of June I’ve given myself a new challenge: meditation. I know it’s apparently all the rage these days, but it was last fall when my therapist recommended that I try it. Well I did…sort of. I was only practicing it very sporadically and at weird times. Needless to say it felt forced and like me trying to put ice on a pulled muscle rather than a preemptive conditioning for my muscles. Thus a proactive approach to my self-care has emerged.
Because meditation is hard, I thought I would build up my tolerance. So starting on June 1st, I meditated for 1 minute; and on June 2nd, 2 minutes. You see a pattern emerging. So today is June 20 and I’ll meditate for 20 minutes tonight before I hit the sack. Sitting for 30 minutes seems much more doable now because I know I can do 20 minutes.
I’ve learned 2 things since I’ve begun. First, I can actually sit and calm my mind, but it does indeed take practice and it’s (still) hard. Second, I do a lot better when meditating at night. I’ve tried at all times and places (hello bathroom, couch, floor, kitchen). But “success” has come to me when I turn out the lights, turn on the twinkle lights (or light a candle), sit on the floor (with a block) or on the Eames ottoman and cross my legs. In order to help get me calm I use an app — which I really like for background sounds and the fact that it has a really gentle alarm that lets you know when you’ve achieved your desired time.
I’ve really enjoyed my practice so far. But I think I would also like to try this “progressing” meditation while syncing up with my cycle. That way when when I hit day 30-ish full of cramps, bloating, rage, and other general PMS, I’ll be able to get centered and tackle the introspective beast that sometimes threatens to eat me alive.
The hubs and I continued to celebrate our 10th Anniversary with dinner at our new favorite restaurant, Sparrow Bar + Cookshop. I Suwannee! It was delicious…which doesn’t adequately describe it. But it wasn’t just the food; it was the entire experience. We enjoyed a perfectly paced 5-course meal (over 2 hours!) infused with curious combinations and unexpected epicurean creations and upon being seated our waiter brought us a bottle of champagne — a gift from two very-classy, thoughtful friends. I can’t wait to pay that one forward — what a fantastic surprise!
It seems like B is back in school again because he is spending so much time studying these days, but did you know in order to become a licensed architect it’s not enough to complete a degree you then have to take an exam for licensure. Oh — or S E V E N exams. He’s passed one already and has his second scheduled for two weeks, thus his nose being stuck in a book his computer.
We continued celebration on Sunday with a quick lunch with my Pop. Good times.
We kept tradition alive and did our annual anniversary photo-shoot yesterday on the actual day of our anniversary. And tonight we’ll celebrate with a proper dinner date! I think we should celebrate all weekend…
This year’s location was an easy choice; it’s our favorite Thursday date-night location.
Life has been quite colorful lately, at the museum, in fresh flowers, at restaurants…all over! I’ve been a bit busy writing, and I’ve got a new 30-day challenge under-way, and editing photos. Life is good…these long June days are my favorite!
I did a little disappearing act around here and reappeared in Boston, specifically Massachusetts General Hospital. A dear friend was being induced; and we thought it would be a good idea if she had an extra set of hands around. I’ve seen both seasons of Call the Midwife; I’m qualified right?!
What an experience, to be in the room when life enters it. It still feels like a dream.
I cannot say enough great things about the entire staff we interacted with. Momma & Baby are doing very well (Dad too!). And now I will have more than enough to write about for weeks to come….
It was a beautiful weekend! The fam came over and we attended a baseball game (interestingly no picture though) and the hubs changed from winter to summer by shaving his beard. I had a whole before and after in mind prior to him getting it done, but the place where he had a “straight blade shave” should have been called a butcher rather than barber. He was bleeding so much post-shave that they sent him home with a towel!
Despite a little blood-shed, we really did have a great weekend. The park has some more interesting art displayed and it’ll soon be too hot to enjoy it whilst the sun is up. We also had a friend over on Sunday and then sat outside and read for the long, sun-filled evening.