Tomorrow’s my birthday *Dec. 29th*, and it’s always been really fascinating and fitting to me that it’s right between Christmas and New Years.
There’s this thing that happens…when you think about something for too long. It becomes the only thing you think about. It takes on a life of it’s own. So what you need to do is take that thing – whether it be a person, an event, a job, whatever – take that thing and say. “F**k it!”
You can only be worried and thinking about it for so long. Take it and put it in a tiny box in your brain and forget about it. Trust that it will turn out for the best, or that you can whether the storm if that’s what it becomes.
We only have so much control and so much say over the events in our lives and the actions of others.
I say that we choose to smile and let live.
That means let ourselves live and trust that those people/events will be as they should.
Kiss. The kiss.
Lips touch and universes are born. That’s how kisses should be.
But whatever they are, whatever you make them, make them moments when two people come together for a brief moment in time.
Make them moments that freeze a heartbeat.
Make them moments when universes are born. Even if only for just one brief second.
Go kiss someone.
My girl wanted to stand beside me. She was very whiny *she’s still fighting this horrible cold, by the way* and just wanted to be next to me, but also did not want Daddy to take photos of her. Oh the dilemma!
Though I felt bad for her feeling poopy, and I want to take her seriously, I couldn’t help but laugh; her pouty face is just hilarious. Trying to keep a straight face when she’s got her brows furrowed, her bottom lip sticking out, and her thumb in her mouth is really hard. I mean scaling-mount-Everest hard.
Side note, my shirt says “Weekend Uniform” and that’s pretty much what it is to me. Hat, kimono, loose tee, jeans, and boots. Yup, that’s about my casual day in a nutshell. Though, to be fair, most days are casual days so…
As the weather inevitably turns, biking becomes a bit of a challenge because though it’s warm when I leave, it’s chilly when I return home in the evening. But it’s that weird cold where it’s not fully cold, just chilly, and definitely not warn. These gauntlets from Jennifer Fukushima really have been great for biking. They keep my hands and wrists nice and cozy, which is a very hard part to keep warm as I tend to have cold extremities, without feeling overheated.
Bonus points because it’s made in Canada, sustainability preference when sourcing material, and mostly natural fibers! Jennifer is launching a whole new collection of clothing this Fall too – completely based around this social consciousness – showcasing her unique design aesthetic.
Wind. The summer wind. In the Winter I hide from it and curse it, and pull my hood around me even tighter. I run from it and look for shelter as fast as possible.
But in the Spring, in the Summer, I bask in it. I feel it as it pushes against me when I ride my bike. I laugh as it turns my unruly hair even more unruly. I smirk as I attempt to hold it back from my face, and yet still see the world through tousled brown.
And I welcome it’s warm and cooling affect.
Usually I start to seriously think about my garden around this time of year, but with temperatures hanging just barely above the freezing mark it’s the furthest thing from my mind. I have my seeds ready and my girl and I stand with baited breath for those warmer days to start so we can grow our own delicious food.
In the mean time, we’ve signed up for a delivery service offered here. It’s a service that delivers a huge box of fresh organic produce to our doorstep. Not only is it super convenient to have it all just appear, but it challenges us by giving us things we wouldn’t always buy. It’s just freed us up quite a bit and I love it. Plus, since it’s all organic we end up getting more creative so that we can use up every single last little bit.
I know. I’m geeking about organic produce and home gardens.
Blazers huh? That seems to be the theme the last few days. Who would’ve thought. Maybe it’s the fact that I don’t work in an office and therefore have absolutely no need of office attire that has been drawing me to them? I like the structure.
Maybe that’s it. Maybe I’m just needing some structure lately. Standing in the checkout aisle at the grocery store while my Baby Girl dances up and down, around the other customers, twirling through and around them, at once amusing and frustrating them, I probably could use a little structure.
Since I’m unlikely to get it from my toddler anytime soon. I guess I have to settle for a blazer.