Yesterday at Yosemite Falls. It was only 1/2 a tank of gas to get there. You need to go!
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
The end of Lent is near. And can I say - Thank God! I miss Facebook. And not. Admittedly, I've checked it here and there. It was kind of like giving up meat. It was there and I could see it, but I didn't indulge. Giving things up was hard. In the beginning it was exciting: this idea of being silent and devoting myself to holiness for a set period. Yeah, that lasted for about a couple of weeks. However, this was the most serious I've been about observing Lent in years. Maybe because I had an accountability partner of sorts. I haven't had one of those in years. Yes, I slipped up a couple of times, but that my friends is between me and God.
So Facebook. Will I come back? Yes, but I might be changing some things up. I wear my heart on my sleeve to the point where it's been sort of detrimental on my part. I'm going to try and make a conscious effort not to be so "raw". This absence has made me realize how much hiding out I do with the guise of being attached to everyone because I have the internets streaming into my kitchen 24/7. How attached am I though? When was the last time I had a dinner guest over? Speaking of which, what are you all doing for Easter? Nope. Not going to church. It's way too crowded. I'm definitely firing up the grill. A little lamb. Maybe some ribs? Anyway, lighter posts are on the way, (includes the blog) and some not (I'm still me).
What I did for Spring Break (and sadly it didn't include margaritas).
I procured an extra kiddo for 24 hours beginning Monday night. It was Sophia's first sleepover with a friend and Marianna was on Spring Break. Her Mama's a teacher who's Break is next week so it was me and the two rugrats... alone. Did I mention that both are "only childs"? Sleepover was interesting. Mari accused Sophia of being mean... which she was, but Sophia had ideals of what should be taking place. This in turn made Mari feign a stomach ache and request (one of many) that she wants to go home. I stuck it out and this smile in the above picture made it's appearance many more times throughout our adventure.
Here they are the next morning. We took a road trip to the Monterey Bay Aquarium and they started out telling secrets. I still don't know what they are. So it was two kindergarteners,
my faithful friend Digger
and me. (You have to be a little nutty to do what I did).
First stop, Casa de Tourist trap. Still a fond childhood memory. Took the girls through all the stuff I did when I was their age when I stopped through with my parental guidance.
We got our wiggles out.
We loved on each other.
We greeted the ducks.
We got tangled up with the doggie.
And we walked the rails back to our car.
Starfish with long spindly arms with pokey things coming out of those arms. I think these were my favorite of the day.
The bottom side to a starfish.
Cuttlefish. These guys change color right before your eyes!
They realized they would get a better view if they crouched on their knees as opposed to trying to hang on the rail.
All sorts of cuteness. They lasted for a little over an hour in the aquarium. And as opposed to last time, this time we made it through the whole thing!
Next stop the Carmel River Beach.
The girls wanted to bury me. I let them do my feet.
Dying to go in to the 50 degree water.
A souvenir. The germaphobe in me saw flesh eating bacteria written all over it.
And my artsy shot at the end of the day. From here we headed out. Home by 7ish. Pizza by 7:30ish. Bed for the both of us by 8:30ish. I was out by 10.
Believe it or not, I want to do something like this again. Maybe with another adult though...
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Day #3 and the kiddo is still sick! And well, let's face it: I am too, but not as bad as her. While she hasn't been running a temp, there's still a lot of hacking, congestion, and stuffy noses. I, on the other hand am on the mend. I suppose she is too, but the process for her seems to be a bit slower than mine. Or maybe I've been sick but as a Mom, the world doesn't stop. What happened to the days when someone took care of me? My Mom came out yesterday to chill with Sophia so I could head to the gym and to the grocery store but she also charged me five bucks for gas. Understandably so, but, well - Waaaaaaa!!! Ok. That there is my cry for the day. Did I also mention that my Internet is down? Having not been on the Social Network for a good month now it's not that big of a deal but on a day like today...
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
People who open doors for others officially make up for Santa Claus not being real and all.
- as Tweeted by Soulpancake just a few minutes ago.
Coffee at the Iron Bird while listening to my friend of a few years and barista Kevin strum while on his break. Read the paper and have decided I want chickens. Read my Nouwen for the day and I know I am loved.
"... when Jesus talks about faith, he means first of all to trust unreservedly that you are loved, so that you can abandon every false way of obtaining love".
- Henri Nouwen
Time to get to work.