Thursday, July 30, 2009
Ode to the color red
Sometimes I find myself so passionate about things. Yesterday I was thinking of the color red, I was cooking dinner, and I began chopping a tomato when I became awestruck, once again, with the color. And I started thinking of all the things that I love that are red, the power the color holds, and how, it's been my favorite color for as long as I can remember.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
RED~you are a lover's muse
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the gift of life.
~~~~~~~~~~~~A rare sunset
. ~~
. ~~a beautiful rose,
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a stunning dress,
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~the color of togetherness. ~~~~~
Magic shoes, ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
a rare gem, ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
a corrective tool,
A bond that never ends.
Thank you, thank you, thank you Earth, for red.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
When the wanting will end...
Having a baby brings with it a huge list of things to buy. Lately, I have grown a little tired of thinking about all the wants and needs, all the money it costs, and how it feels never-ending.
Maybe it's the heat, it's over 100 degrees here, 87 in the house with a/c, but I'm tired of wanting. I long for the simplicity of highschool summers: swimming in the river, walking around at night in the warm summer air, laughing at the ridiculousness of youth, laying on a blanket writing poetry and dreaming of what I wanted to be when I grew up.
I would like to spend my days floating on the river, reading books and drinking sweet tea, picking flowers, kissing Joe, and exploring with Cosmo.
I hope there comes a day soon, when the monetary wants will end-when I don't need anything-when Joe, Ella, Cosmo, and I can be free.
I hate that Joe has to worry about money, I hate that he has to worry period. I hate that it takes away from his quality of life. He deserves to be living every moment of it.
Sometimes the rules just suck. Sometimes life's terms are just not fair. Sometimes I would like to be a gypsy(I am bohemian after all-and french) and follow the wind, pack my family in a car, and see where it takes us. But alas, my frontal lobe kicks in, and I must think of the consequences.
I guess that's what the weekend is for: stealing a bit of our fantasies and making them a reality.
This feeling will pass, as most feelings of discontent do, but I hope one day I have the simple life I dream of, the life that Joe and I are choosing to create.
Maybe it's the heat, it's over 100 degrees here, 87 in the house with a/c, but I'm tired of wanting. I long for the simplicity of highschool summers: swimming in the river, walking around at night in the warm summer air, laughing at the ridiculousness of youth, laying on a blanket writing poetry and dreaming of what I wanted to be when I grew up.
I would like to spend my days floating on the river, reading books and drinking sweet tea, picking flowers, kissing Joe, and exploring with Cosmo.
I hope there comes a day soon, when the monetary wants will end-when I don't need anything-when Joe, Ella, Cosmo, and I can be free.
I hate that Joe has to worry about money, I hate that he has to worry period. I hate that it takes away from his quality of life. He deserves to be living every moment of it.
Sometimes the rules just suck. Sometimes life's terms are just not fair. Sometimes I would like to be a gypsy(I am bohemian after all-and french) and follow the wind, pack my family in a car, and see where it takes us. But alas, my frontal lobe kicks in, and I must think of the consequences.
I guess that's what the weekend is for: stealing a bit of our fantasies and making them a reality.
This feeling will pass, as most feelings of discontent do, but I hope one day I have the simple life I dream of, the life that Joe and I are choosing to create.
Friday, July 24, 2009
When I grow up...
When I grow up...
I want to be a flower, so I can always smile with th
e sun,
e sun, dance in the rain, and fill the world with brillant color.
When I grow up...
I want to be a princess, so I can hold on to the gentleness of femininity, the mystery of the unattainable, and the history
of a time, long ago.
of a time, long ago. When I grow up...
I want to join the earth, for she is constantly changing, growing, and she always knows when to let go.
But most of all...
But most of all...When I grow up, I want to be in harmony, with the me that I am now and the me that has yet to come-for every moment I am growing up and becoming the me I want to be. 
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Cantebury Renaissance Fair
Fun, Food, and Festivities. Here are some pictures of Silverton's first year having their very own Renaissance Fair. 
Joe's dad set up a booth where he sold swords, knives, and other medieval weapons. That's a few of us hanging out, enjoying turkey legs, yakisoba, and the scenery. Here I am, 
enjoying the food a little too much. My mom, dad, and uncle Dale decided to hang out with us for a little while. The guys talked weaponry, us ladies, fashion.
Emily could've modeled these in a catalog. She's a pro. I wonder where she got her love of the camera from...I just can't imagine who.
It was also nice to have Ella there, hiding amongst the green fabric. I can't wait until she's a little older, so I can dress her up as the prettiest, fairy princess. She will surely be the fairest and the fairyiest of them all.
Joe's dad set up a booth where he sold swords, knives, and other medieval weapons. That's a few of us hanging out, enjoying turkey legs, yakisoba, and the scenery. Here I am, 
enjoying the food a little too much. My mom, dad, and uncle Dale decided to hang out with us for a little while. The guys talked weaponry, us ladies, fashion.
Emily could've modeled these in a catalog. She's a pro. I wonder where she got her love of the camera from...I just can't imagine who.In one of the cloaks, Joe thought it was an excellent idea to point out the resemblance between Em and one famous little person. Can you guess who it was? Here's a hint... "One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them, one ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them..."
Here are some more random pictures.
Here are some more random pictures.
It was also nice to have Ella there, hiding amongst the green fabric. I can't wait until she's a little older, so I can dress her up as the prettiest, fairy princess. She will surely be the fairest and the fairyiest of them all.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
32 weeks pregnant and counting...
Joe and I have really been focusing on completing Ella's nursery. She is expected to arrive in 8 weeks and I want everything to be perfect. We've 
decided on a sophisticated, shabby chic, country cottage type motif,
with lot's of pink.
It's coming along, slowly but surely, and I'm loving every moment of the decorating process. It's kind of like Ella herself. When we first moved in the room was empty and my belly barely a bulge, and now, 5 weeks later, her nursery is taking shape, and so is my belly.
I can't wait until both are complete. I will continue to post pictures of both my enlarging stomach and Ella's nursery. I am so proud of both.
decided on a sophisticated, shabby chic, country cottage type motif, with lot's of pink. It's coming along, slowly but surely, and I'm loving every moment of the decorating process. It's kind of like Ella herself. When we first moved in the room was empty and my belly barely a bulge, and now, 5 weeks later, her nursery is taking shape, and so is my belly. I can't wait until both are complete. I will continue to post pictures of both my enlarging stomach and Ella's nursery. I am so proud of both. Me at 27 weeks, hardly a belly at all. 
Me at 32 weeks, quite the difference.
Oh and I can't fail to mention Cosmo, he is giving Joe and I practice with having a baby.
Me at 32 weeks, quite the difference. Oh and I can't fail to mention Cosmo, he is giving Joe and I practice with having a baby. Look at him, sometimes I wonder about this dog.
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