Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Tiny Mushroom

Tiny Mushroom

Little thing. Out of the dead things.


Saturday, April 13, 2013

The Return of A Photo A Day

In The Sun

Long time no see.

I've decided it's time for me to start documenting the good things in my life. I've gotten a new camera, so I get to play but it's also about adjusting my own attitude. Look for the positive. Engage the beautiful. Experience life as it is happening.

This is a picture of Ivy, now 6 years old, after kindergarten one day. I was having her "emote" for the camera. "Be frightened." "Be a zombie." "Watch a zombie movie" "It's raining."

This one is "It's a sunny day."

She said to her brother, "Be the sun!" and he put his fist up to be the sun. And the she turned her face up to the pretend sun to just soak it in.

Happiness.

Yes that is her gap toothed smile. She doesn't like it. But it's still her baby teeth, so who knows what will happen when the grown up teeth come in.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

October 28th The Day of Getting Things Done

Gabriel is finally able to say his own name. The sounds have always made it too hard. Gabriwo he says now. The closest he’s ever gotten.I didn’t realize it would be so tough to say or write when we picked it.

He also says he wants to write his name, although he’s such a perfectionist that he hates to do things he can’t do write and keeps giving up. But yesterday, I sat down with him and wrote out his name. I started on the G, but just asking him to copy the letter was too hard. Instead I showed him the proper way to hold the pencil and also we practiced drawing circles. In the end, he had success with a lowercase g instead of the uppercase G and managed a couple of wiggly “g”s. Then he said he wanted to try the A, because that was more fun, so we worked on a couple of “A”s also wiggly. Then he got tired, and that was fine, because he did a bunch, and I told him how many things he had learned in those few minutes, even if he hadn’t managed to write his name yet.

And Ivy peed in the potty TWICE. She usually sits on the potty and doesn’t pee. I should really step up the potty training, but I’ve been expecting to move for so long, that I keep putting it off for the move, and then the move keeps getting delayed so I could have done the potty training way back when. Well, maybe I should just do it anyway. I’ll probably end up with a girl who refuses diapers but has no control on a flight across country. Ah. but this is the happy pages so let’s just ignore that.

Getting things done yesterday. Remarkable how accomplished mopping the floor makes one feel.

The multivitamin is working. I have more energy although I still can’t wake up easily.

My creativity chapter is starting to take form. Yay for journals.

Monday, August 10, 2009

The Day of Rearranging things

Some money came through unexpectedly without the hassle that was expected. yay.

How much kids love a package of 1.99 rubber snakes.

Thunder and lightning and dark swirling clouds.

Rain in summer.

rearranging the kids room.

Rearranging my room to facillitate packing/moving. It makes me feel like I’m taking steps.

Reading stories from inside the newly rearranged playhouse/camp tent/bed.

New magazines with lots of ideas for things I can do.

Good day in California.

(when I figure out how to reduce picture size on my new computer, maybe I can start posting photos again. where is the “thumbnail” file?)

Saturday, July 18, 2009

1 to 50 Joyous Things

1. Ivy’s chubby hand holding mine.
2. The way G always runs to me to tell me the story of the latest thing he’s seen or learned.
3. A nice cold glass of water.
4. Reconnecting with an old friend across miles and year, through the internet.
5. Dreaming of good things in a new home.
6. Laying down in a nice air conditioned room after a day spent in the heat and humidity.
7. Making a dinner from scratch that tastes delicious.
8. The sun glowing through a corona of strawberry blond curls.
9. Ivy starting to draw people.
10. G starting to draw elaborate plots and dreams and stories.
11. Singing songs at bedtime.
12. Making up songs at bedtime.
13. Playing our new game of “wiggle wiggle” where I tell them to do something and they do it.
14. Figuring out a game that has them clean up their room without protest. (make it a race and see who can put 10/20 things away first.)
15. Learning numbers and letters all day long, as part of the day.
16. Finding myself in an etsy treasury.
17. Curating my own etsy treasury.
18. Reading a book that sweeps me away.
19. So You Think You Can Dance.
20. So You Think You Can Dance (second night)
21. Talking about So You Think You Can Dance.
22. Painting a new painting that really hits home.
23. Meeting new people via the internet who will be in the neighborhood of my new home.
24. Good conversations with S.
25. Good “conversations” with S.
26. Cuddles with the kids in the morning before they start yelling and/or fighting.
27. Every body going to sleep at bedtime without drama or escapes.
28. Long afternoon naps… them, not me. Ah silence.
29. The rain.
30. Figuring out technology.
31. Building a blanket fort in the living room.
32. Clouds and the shade they bring.
33. Lotus flowers in the fish pond.
34. Bare feet on warm wood floors.
35. Kids playing in the rain.
36. Tank tops.
37. When the mail comes and there’s a package/letter for me.
38. That the kids seem to love creativity, reading, singing, drawing, stories…. just by virtue of seeing me take part in those things.
39. Helping people.
40. New notebooks.
41. New art supplies.
42. Ivy with her dolls.
43. Gabriel making sets/scenes with his animals and figurines.
44. “Arr, I be a baby pirate!”
45. Tang.
46. Fruit off of the trees; grapefruit, key limes, carambola, lychee nuts.
47. coffee
48. That other people are getting something out of my 100 paintings in 100 Days.
49. Having a breakthrough and catching up in my 100 in 100 creative challenge.
50. The number 50 and being half way done!

Thursday, July 02, 2009

More than a weeks worth of happies, and I've forgotten so many. Damn.

Rain, and the cooler weather it brings.

Going over my thousands of photos and deleting masses and finding gems.

The relief when what you thought was a disaster either resolves itself, wasn’t that bad to begin with, or is cleaned up and just bloody over with.

A nice shower after said disaster.

So You Think You Can Dance. Seriously. So good.

Getting surprise packages in the mail. I never get snail mail.

Finding long lost friends. I love Face Book.

Relaxing and coming to terms with the fact that it does not all have to be done right now.

My made up pork tacos… these things came out GREAT. In a crock pot. A pork roast, a chopped onion, half a chopped pepper, a couple of chopped garlic cloves, a spoonful of pureed chilpotle con adobo, a small can of pureed tomatoes, tbs cumin, tbs chili powder, tsp oregano tsp adobo… on high for 4-6 hours. Shred. Fill a flour tortilla with meat, sour cream, guac, diced jalapenos, scallions, tomatoes, whatever floats your boat. YUM.

A call from my cousin in California.

Cuddling with the kids.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

6/14/09 The Day of Impromptu Birthday Party Planning

Mom coming for a short visit and playing with the cuckoo kids.

G and Ai having a blast, playing football, hide and seek, chase, just generally laughing ridiculously.

planning an impromptu birthday party for G on thursday, although his bday is net months (so we can celebrate with S before he goes to California) and finding martha stewart to be a great example.

Birthday menu: parmesan chicken fingers, french fries, greenbeans, juice, berry tarts, strawberry ice cream cones.
Birthday decor: balloons, birthday banner, pennants, wading pool, sparklers

G saying, “That’s exactly the ice cweam I’ve always wanted!” strawberry, in a sugar cone.

Ai agreeing and saying pink ice cream was necessary.

playing in my Wreck this Journal.

Finishing today’s painting and having the kids say it was wonderful

Friday, June 12, 2009

6/12/09 The Day of the Mini Bookstore Retreat Morning

wrote a few words in my revision of my novel, despite having read the first page and feeling singularly unimpressed.

thinking that this Star Wars meets Jane Austen novel might actually be a love story… but not between people.

watching G grow up before my eyes and turn from a baby into a big boy.

G told his first knock knock joke, created all by himself.

that I can bake a mean roast chicken, despite my many years of being poultry shy. Not only did I meet the goal on my 40 before 40 list, but I kicked it’s chicken butt.

My morning reading and musing in the bookstore. it happens rarely nowadays. but it helped me get some brains wrapped around my novel.

new book and journal.

working on my Wreck This Journal. Slowly she is wrecked.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Untitled

Smashing mosquitos. Damn buzzing devilspawn.

Reading on the couch and not forcing myself to work work work.

Bagel w apricot jam and butter while doing the Sudoku.

Hugs with Cuddly Ivy.

Conversation with wiggly Gabriel.

S in a happy mood.

Another night of SYTYCD tonight.

Doing a Tyra photoshoot. find your light. novocain mouth. tension. smile with your eyes smile with your eyes. And having fun w black and white.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

6/9/09 The Day of the Margaritas and S's Pork Chops

Spending the day reading an book, instead of rushing to “be productive” and get things done. And doing it with satisfaction, instead of guilt or depression, or out of a need to hide. Just reading for enjoyment.

Comments from my blog readers on how touched they have been by my 100 in 100 creative challenge project and my paintings.

Yummy mango.

Making margaritas and relaxing before dinner while…

S cooks dinner all by himself. Pork chops in mushroom sauce. Was yummy, too.

New show on tv: The Mentalist. I like it. I like when a new show comes on to replace the ones that have been cancelled.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Two Kids, Growing Every Day

The kids are growing. Growing. Every day. Look... can't you see them slouching around High School hallways?


Friday, January 02, 2009

did you know that if you melt chocolate chips with some sourcream and a touch of flavorings (sugar, coffee, whiskey, vanilla) you get a lovely, yummy dip for your green apple slices?

I just thought I'd share that, because that's been a recent happiness.

And the boy yelling "Go robot! Go robot!" as his longed for Christmas robot spins around the room.

And the girl asking for "wipstick" so I give her some lip balm, and she says "mama!" so I put some on myself, and then we kiss, tasting like pomegranate oil and beeswax.

(sorry for my long absence from the happy pages. I'm trying to play more.)

Sunday, December 21, 2008

How to create a painting a day for a month

"First it was fun and invigorating, then it was exhausting and felt like work, then it was a great sense of accomplishment."


How I did it: Every night I would sit down in front of the tv with my journal and my bag of acrylic paints and I'd paint.

Sometimes I would have sketches and ideas from the day, sometimes I would go into it cold.

Painting sessions were often accompanied with or preceded by chocolate, ice cream, or sherry.


Lessons & tips: Just do it.

Look for inspiration everywhere.  Stick with one them like my theme of "Flying Girl."  It took some of the choices away so I didn't get overwhelmed. Write or sketch notes as you get inspired. Keep a blog where people are waiting for your next entry.  Then you feel like you have to be held accountable for what you are doing.


Resources: Hard bound sketch book. Golden's Fluid Acrylics, Faber Castell Pitt Artist Pens, Prismacolor Watercolor Pencils. Blogger.com, ABC, NBC, CBS, PBS, FOX, and whatever UPN/WB turned into. And DVDs. And Klondike Heath Bars. And Reeses PB cups. And booze. :)


It took me 30 days.


It made me exhausted and amazed

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

11/24/08 The Day of Doggie

Dog sitting my brother's dog while he and his wife go on their honeymoon. Kids love dogs. Plus she cleans up all the cheerios on the floor!

G taking his little sponge letters and laying them out, pretending to spell words.

Cute outfit of mine... sometimes I just have to remember to try a little harder. Throw a little plaid button down over the long sleeved tee and skinny jeans. Slip on white sneaks.

Parmesan chicken. So easy and tasty. Chicken legs in dipped in eggwash then covered in parmesan/salt/pepper. Bake for 45 minutes at 350.

CHUCK on tv. That show is rising in the ranks as one of my favorites. Plus Heroes.

Klondike Heath Bars. What do they do to make it so tasty?

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

11/19/08 The Day of the Birthday Giveaway

It makes me happy to giveaway a painting on my blog. http://warriorgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-to-me-giveaway-flying.html
come over and give it a shot. I miss you guys.

Dancing with the kids and making music with a play saxophone, a harmonica and a maraca.

A call from Patty. A call from Dad. A call from Sean.

Plans to get my printer so I can sell prints on etsy.

Making corn muffins for breakfast.

The inspiration of two paintings, from out of the blue, this morning.

So far, so good for my birthday.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

11/17/08 The Day of Reading, 'Riting, and rrr...Art.

Painted one painting, an oracle that I made up, drew another, (Nox and Comfort) and wrote over 2 thousand words for nanowrimo. Still went to bed early, and read a new book.

A new author who does not bore me. I have a hard time finding science fiction and fantasy authors who are good enough writers to keep my attention. The curse of a s/f geek who got a literary education.

Writing during nap time, which is the only time I get to do so, nowadays, G woke up and came into my room. I thought I was done for, since I’d just started and did not have my word count. But instead, I asked him if he wanted to lay in my bed, and he did, and as soon as his head hit the pillow, his eyes fluttered closed and he went to sleep. Yay. The benefits of not having a separate office.

Thursday, October 09, 2008

10/9 The Day of the Harmonica Rising

Woke up to G playing Harmonica in his room. It was kind of nice, even though he can’t play, and I could ignore it until I wanted to wake up.

G then came into bed with me. He’s finally figured how to work a doorknob and we cuddled until one of the littles forced me awake.

Dancing with the kids. First to Sesame Street (Ivy loves to dance) then to some Dan Zanes. How we cut the rug all the way around the room.

Felt very productive at nap today. Did some cleaning, some posting, made some important emails. Sometimes, I feel like I have a handle on things, just a little.

I liked my daily paintings from the night before. And I did TWO, which I’d never done before.

Wednesday, October 01, 2008

October 1, The Day of Dancing, Drawing and SInging

Who doesn’t love Sesame Street? Nobody in this house. We spent the whole hour dancing and counting and laughing

Singing songs at bedtime. Itsy Bitsy Spider, Row Row Row your boat, Mares Eat Oats, and I tossed in a little Moon Shadow.

Dancing the wiggle dance in the garden.

G and Ivy hiding together in the garden, drinking their milk.

The drawing I did last night, my little witchie poos on their night out.

Showing the kids my drawings.

Monday, September 22, 2008

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

9/16 B&W G