Love is cleaning up the kids after they get sick in the bed...and then doing it again an hour later.
We have the kids this weekend. I love them to bits, teeny tiny sweet lil bits. Nothing is better than when they run up to you and put their hand in yours, or snuggle you close, or ask you to lay with them til they fall asleep. That is what I call love.
It's funny though how they can also drive you bonkers in about 2.5 seconds, but we gladly pay the price of being driven crazy for a big hug and kiss on the cheek, or a beutifully colored butterfly.
I'm learning so much every day. And I feel blessed to have these two children and their wonderful father in my life. It sounds sappy, but I'm tickled pink!
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
A self discovery
I realized today that I love doing the domestic little things. I never thought I would. I always thought that I would be very modern- very career oriented rather than family oriented.
When I was a kid I always wanted to be an actress. I adored the camera, in fact there are many, many home movies of me singing the jingles to t.v. commercials. Oddly enough I was also very shy. Hmm. Anywho, when I was in tenth grade I took a drama and speech class and that only strenghtened my desire to be an actor. Fter high school I came to EMU to get my degree in theatre. My plans after that have all been focused on moving out of Michigan, going to England, New York, and L.A. They never really had any focus on a family, children, etc.
But now, since Bruce and I have been together I guess my plans have shifted. It's not that I am giving up on being an actress or anything- no way! But when I think about the future now Bruce and the girls have a place in it. A family, focus turns more to them than to my career.
Today I went to the store, did dishes, made a homemade batch of brownies and whipped cream to make a parfait. Bought a birthday present, wrapped it, and now I'm off to go to the kids to take them to a birthday party over at Jon and Betty Jane's. It's funny how I really enjoyed all of it when I never saw that as something I could, not only be good at, butreally enjoy doing.
Huh.
When I was a kid I always wanted to be an actress. I adored the camera, in fact there are many, many home movies of me singing the jingles to t.v. commercials. Oddly enough I was also very shy. Hmm. Anywho, when I was in tenth grade I took a drama and speech class and that only strenghtened my desire to be an actor. Fter high school I came to EMU to get my degree in theatre. My plans after that have all been focused on moving out of Michigan, going to England, New York, and L.A. They never really had any focus on a family, children, etc.
But now, since Bruce and I have been together I guess my plans have shifted. It's not that I am giving up on being an actress or anything- no way! But when I think about the future now Bruce and the girls have a place in it. A family, focus turns more to them than to my career.
Today I went to the store, did dishes, made a homemade batch of brownies and whipped cream to make a parfait. Bought a birthday present, wrapped it, and now I'm off to go to the kids to take them to a birthday party over at Jon and Betty Jane's. It's funny how I really enjoyed all of it when I never saw that as something I could, not only be good at, butreally enjoy doing.
Huh.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Anatomy of a morning
Not sure why but I am feeling the need to break down my day thus far... here goes,
7:15AM woke up for a minute because Bruce's phone was going off- rolled over and went back to sleep.
8:43 AM Woke up again- Bruce was off to work. Rolled back over and couldn't fall asleep. :(
9:30AM Finished checking emails, Carrie Fisher's Blog ( http://carriefisher.com/?cat=1 ) for an update, and my blog to see if I have any comments yet- I don't. :(. Started looking for stuff to do since I was bored.
10:30 AM- Joined Twitter and searched google for "things to do while bored". Found some fun lists, my fav being http://listsgalore.blogspot.com/2008/06/101-things-to-do-when-youre-bored.html
Which in turn led me to my new favorite addiction: Instructables.
Check out their site and make some cool shit!!!
http://www.instructables.com/
That's what I'm off to do!
1:50PM- still on their site. LOVE IT!
7:15AM woke up for a minute because Bruce's phone was going off- rolled over and went back to sleep.
8:43 AM Woke up again- Bruce was off to work. Rolled back over and couldn't fall asleep. :(
9:30AM Finished checking emails, Carrie Fisher's Blog ( http://carriefisher.com/?cat=1 ) for an update, and my blog to see if I have any comments yet- I don't. :(. Started looking for stuff to do since I was bored.
10:30 AM- Joined Twitter and searched google for "things to do while bored". Found some fun lists, my fav being http://listsgalore.blogspot.com/2008/06/101-things-to-do-when-youre-bored.html
Which in turn led me to my new favorite addiction: Instructables.
Check out their site and make some cool shit!!!
http://www.instructables.com/
That's what I'm off to do!
1:50PM- still on their site. LOVE IT!
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Not a poem
I've been thinking a lot about poetry lately. Of course now that i'm thinking about it...all the poems that were chasing my other thoughts away today have jumped right out of my head. Well until just now actually. This one just stopped by long enough to be captured and written down before escape.
NOT A POEM
This is not a poem.
Poems rhyme.
Poems give hope.
Poems explore.
Poems are elusive.
This is not a poem.
Yeah...not very good, but it will do for tonight.
I'm off to the land of nod.
NOT A POEM
This is not a poem.
Poems rhyme.
Poems give hope.
Poems explore.
Poems are elusive.
This is not a poem.
Yeah...not very good, but it will do for tonight.
I'm off to the land of nod.
In The Beginning
In the beginning there was a nice little blog.
It sat there quietly waiting for someone to fill it up with hopes, dreams, stories, pictures, fears, ideas and lives. It waited and waited while watching friends flit past and shoot into cyber celeb status. Oh how it envied those other blogs, and hoped for the day that it too would get an author.
Finally, one day a user passed by. She walked past without glancing even once at the blog. The blog gazed at her hopefully- peering into her eyes without breaking it's stare. It wished with all it's might that this one would be it, that she would be the one to give it purpose... to bring it out of the black hole in witch the blog had been for as long as it could remember. Yet she continued to pass by without acknowledgement and didn't give it a second thought ... til later that night.
She couldn't sleep. Tossing and turning- turning and tossing. Thoughts swirled and spun in her head until she thought she would explode into thousands of tiny shards. She needed to purge the words, the images, the energy that was welled up in her brain. She bolted upright and ran naked through the night to reach the blog. She hoped it would not be to late. She hoped she could reach it before someone else did- and feared she wouldn't.
She came into the clearing and rounded the top of the hill just as the sun began to streak light in it's quest to begin rising. The beams of light gave a golden outline to her darkened form. The blog blinked trying to see what she was.
It recognized her. She had come back for it.
They sat together on top of the hill for a long time, watching the sun rise high into the sky over them. And as they sat she told the blog of all her dreams, all her stories, poems, songs, strange thoughts, and of her history. And the blog probed, questioned her, made her question herself and her decisions she grew. She grew into the person she wanted to be, and it grew to help her get there.
Well- there we go kids- my first blog post int he new fab forum. Probably looks like I'm cracked out. lol. Well- I'm not... Yet.
KIDDING!
Isn't it funny how an idea will pop into your head and you just start writing and it completely takes on a life of it's own- conjuring it's own images and it's own path, leading you to places you would have never dreamed of? It sounds totally cliche but writing really is a great adventure.
Oh, and my fair warning for this blog is this: I am EXTREMELY bad at run on sentences. I am a comma happy character that would write a sentence a page long if my remaining punctuation faeries didn't threaten to beat me over the head once it gets 3 or 4 lines long. So there, you've been warned.
Hope this will be as fun as it is in my head, and as entertaining as the voices tell me.
Peace and cookies,
DD
It sat there quietly waiting for someone to fill it up with hopes, dreams, stories, pictures, fears, ideas and lives. It waited and waited while watching friends flit past and shoot into cyber celeb status. Oh how it envied those other blogs, and hoped for the day that it too would get an author.
Finally, one day a user passed by. She walked past without glancing even once at the blog. The blog gazed at her hopefully- peering into her eyes without breaking it's stare. It wished with all it's might that this one would be it, that she would be the one to give it purpose... to bring it out of the black hole in witch the blog had been for as long as it could remember. Yet she continued to pass by without acknowledgement and didn't give it a second thought ... til later that night.
She couldn't sleep. Tossing and turning- turning and tossing. Thoughts swirled and spun in her head until she thought she would explode into thousands of tiny shards. She needed to purge the words, the images, the energy that was welled up in her brain. She bolted upright and ran naked through the night to reach the blog. She hoped it would not be to late. She hoped she could reach it before someone else did- and feared she wouldn't.
She came into the clearing and rounded the top of the hill just as the sun began to streak light in it's quest to begin rising. The beams of light gave a golden outline to her darkened form. The blog blinked trying to see what she was.
It recognized her. She had come back for it.
They sat together on top of the hill for a long time, watching the sun rise high into the sky over them. And as they sat she told the blog of all her dreams, all her stories, poems, songs, strange thoughts, and of her history. And the blog probed, questioned her, made her question herself and her decisions she grew. She grew into the person she wanted to be, and it grew to help her get there.
Well- there we go kids- my first blog post int he new fab forum. Probably looks like I'm cracked out. lol. Well- I'm not... Yet.
KIDDING!
Isn't it funny how an idea will pop into your head and you just start writing and it completely takes on a life of it's own- conjuring it's own images and it's own path, leading you to places you would have never dreamed of? It sounds totally cliche but writing really is a great adventure.
Oh, and my fair warning for this blog is this: I am EXTREMELY bad at run on sentences. I am a comma happy character that would write a sentence a page long if my remaining punctuation faeries didn't threaten to beat me over the head once it gets 3 or 4 lines long. So there, you've been warned.
Hope this will be as fun as it is in my head, and as entertaining as the voices tell me.
Peace and cookies,
DD
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