Friday, December 8, 2017

conversations with sailor.

sailor is a real kick in the pants. he has a witty, super quick sense of humor and he makes me laugh all day long. the other day, as we were driving to a doctor appointment (a location i had never been too), I had a science podcast for kids streaming on the phone and directions going simultaneously. every time Siri's voice interrupted the podcast to give me turn by turn directions, Sailor would say...

"calm down, Siri. Calm down."

i COULD NOT stop laughing. this phrase came out of no where. sailor, what will you say next?

xo

Thursday, December 7, 2017

Notes on travel: Philadelphia





One of my best friends moved to New Jersey recently. Her new husband (tony) is a New Jersey native who knows how to order Philly cheese-steaks like a pro and speaks with a super legit NJ accent. They bought a house in Jersey, 20 minutes from the Philadelphia border, in a town where cars stop for geese as they cross the road, the streets are lined with trees, and the houses are so far apart you would never know you were in a "development."

Marissa casually brought up her desire to run the Philadelphia marathon a few months ago. I casually said I'd do it too (hand slap to forehead). So, we registered for the run, bought plane tickets, and promised to train in the months leading up. That training didn't happen. I ran about six miles two or three times, but most of the time I stayed in the three to four mile range. I was NOT ready. Luckily, she wasn't feeling super ready either- so we skipped it! 

We took a day trip to Manhattan, where we shopped, ate at Balthazar, hopped on the subway to grab desert at Serendipity (my favorite desert place in all of NY), and walked by my old apartment! I love being in New York so much...our day trip left me feeling like i could use a week trip (very soon).



On saturday (our run day) we went to Philly sans running shoes. My tony made me promise to take a picture by the Rocky statue (which I dutifully did), plus we took a quick run up the museum stairs (just like Rocky :).  We saw the Liberty Bell (from afar, we weren't going to wait in line to see it up close...sorry, it's just not that interesting). We strolled around Independence Hall, and I'll admit, I was overwhelmed a bit by our country's history. It was surprisingly humbling to stand where our forefathers stood...where they wrote, bled, and argued our country into existence (although, I could have done without that whole...electoral college bit). 




It was the shortest trip. too short. I had such a great time with my best friend...and felt so grateful for the opportunity to take a quick holiday to visit her. 

xo

Thursday, September 28, 2017

one year in washington: wherever you go, there you are.



I had big plans for life in the Pacific Northwest. Things would move a little bit slower. I would create delicious meals every night, with healthy non-processed food (no more Macaroni & Cheese, thank you very much!). Tony and I would be home together every night, reserving the evenings for family time- "togetherness". I planned on weekly hikes with the kids- rain or shine and made a commitment to myself that I would go to sleep earlier and wake up earlier...I was going to clean bathrooms.

And then, it smacked me right in the face. Wherever you go, there you are.

Life got busy pretty quickly. Tony joined BSF, a men's bible study which met every Monday night. On Mondays, I had a regular women's meeting, where the kids would hang out in the playroom with a babysitter & the other AA kiddos. We had Community Group every Wednesday, (which has been amazing), planning sessions for Absolute Ministry's annual fundraiser on Sunday nights, plus YOGA in the evenings at iYoga in Bonney Lake. My grand plan of an early bed and early rise were sabotaged by Netflix and Amazon Prime.

Priorities were set. Evenings were packed. Togetherness...well, it happened when it happened.

Very quickly, our lives were full and busy and maybe...maybe a bit chaotic, again.  (I though chaos was reserved for the Bay Area and my college "town" of NYC).

Setting expectations is always dangerous for me. I am a bit chaotic. I'm an over-committer, who loves to LOVE people well and have alone time for my favorite things- namely yoga and detective shows. So, in knowing myself, and allowing me to be just plain old me, I can set myself up for a bit more success and a bit less chaos. I will not "create" elaborate meals, I'll plan simple healthy ones that take less time to prepare. I'll talk to Tony about our week.  We'll eat dinner together, enjoy some board game time, AND get to a late night Yoga class...if it works out. Mac & Cheese? It will happen. So will cereal for dinner. Instead of feeling guilty about that, I'll embrace it. I'll make an effort to give myself, my husband, and my schedule a little more GRACE.

I love our new home- the house...but also the place. The people. The smell in the air when it rains, and the feeling of sun on my skin when it shines. I feel settled, and less stressed. When I think about my favorite days or evenings- they always include my family, my best friends, and a bit of down time. You know, the Sacrament of Plop- that special time reserved for plopping down on the sofa and snuggling with my people.

I know I'm not the most prepared or organized mama. (How do the other preschool and kindergarten mom's remember everything...like homework, water bottles, and picture day?!?) I will never be TYPE A, but I'm okay with that. My kids are loved, my family is settled, and we have fun. A lot of fun.

Wherever you go, there you are. The geographical location changed, but I'm still me. You know, I'm okay with that...





Tuesday, August 15, 2017

notes on travel: Mount Hood & Sun River, Oregon

Late July our family of four headed to Oregon, to camp at Mount Hood National Forest. It took FOREVER to find a camping spot, but I was finally able to reserve one right along the Columbia River Gorge- and now know that I should do it far more in advance next year.


We arrived at our camping spot only to discover that the tent we haven't opened in four years was actually a TWO person tent- not the four person tent I had imagined. So, with very little sleeping room, the four of us cuddled for two nights- Easton sleeping at the foot of the tent and Sailor crammed in between Tony and I.





There was a trail which started at our campsite and led to a valley, and then through a dense forest where it ended at a stream. we walked in the stream and did some yoga postures for instagram (of course). I nearly killed my whole family in order to get to a log that spanned both sides of the river (for said yoga pose). Whatevs.


On our second day we headed for Lost Lake. The 45 minutes of kids asking "are we there yet" was well worth it. Lost Lake Resort had everything we could have wanted for our day of adventure. We rented a canoe and crossed the entire lake, swam a bit in the ice cold lake, and bought ice cream at the General store. There's a hiking path which takes you around the entire lake, (about 3 miles or so), and lots of trails for more extensive hikes. The lake was clear and blue- and we were in heaven.




If it was up to me, we would have explored all of the waterfalls and swimming holes along the Columbia River Gorge, but alas, we didn't have the time to fit it all in. Next year, however, we'll be back!

From Mount Hood, we drove about three and a half hours to meet Tony's parents in Sun River. Sun River is a resort town, known for it's skiing in the winter and outdoor adventure in the summer. the house my in-laws rented was perfect for the six of us- it had a hot tub, bikes, and ping pong table! We went to the SHARC a huge pool and waterslide park, where we stayed all day, and took turns playing with the kids in the pool. Sailor loved the lazy river- him and i stayed in that thing for about two hours, slowly going round and round in tubes....you know... being lazy.

Tony and I had a much needed day to ourselves, where we hiked along a waterfall for about five or six miles. we talked about work, family, yoga, and our new life here in the Pacific Northwest. We ate our Clif bars sitting on a bridge above the river, and made plans for the year to come. After our hike we found a restaurant in Bend, called The Laughing Cafe, where we ate bowels of Vegan AMAZINGNESS.




The Village at Sun River was fabulous, with little shops, an ice cream parlor, outdoor bounce houses for kids, and bumper cars! Easton did bumper cars about a thousand times, while sailor and I stood in line for the best ice cream I have ever tasted.

On this trip, the boys got to spend time with their grandparents, play in the hot tub every single day, explore a new city, and have daily adventures. I was able to go to Bikram Yoga in Bend (what a treat), and spent much needed quality time with the whole family. I ran over the boy's scooters with the car, went shopping (no sales tax!!!), and chatted late into the night with my mother in law (who i love dearly).

This was such a special trip, and we are looking forward to doing the EXACT same thing next year.


Saturday, June 24, 2017

notes on adventure: mount rainier national park


my God-sister and her family came to visit this weekend! it was a short trip, but we all had such a great time catching up and watching our sweet kids play together. katie, who is five years older than sailor, treated sailor like a little mama hen protecting her chick. she doted on him all weekend- it was so sweet to watch. 


we decided to head up to mount rainier on friday, to explore the mountain and do a little family friendly hiking! our first stop was paradise, where we got out of the car to enjoy a picnic lunch. we checked out the visitor center, where i must say, our tax dollars at put to great use! the center was big and beautiful, and park rangers were all over ready and willing to give us great hiking advise!

we walked up the mountain a bit, where we got some great pictures in the snow, let the kids get away with tossing a few snowballs our way, and were nearly blinded by the bright sun reflecting off of the snow (it's so obvious in the pictures that we could barley open our eyes up there).





after our quick playtime in the snow, we headed a little ways down the mountain and stopped at Longmire. the adults and kids had an equally amazing time hiking along the "path of shadows," where we were able to identify plants, discover 100+ year old cabins, and play in the bubbling water! the cool springs bubbled and the sulfur smell made us giggle (sailor said it smelled like "poop").



the park ranger gave each of our kiddos a book to fill out during our hike. they had to draw pictures of what they saw, write about their favorite sites at the park, and identify plants and animals. after the book was filled out, they took the Junior Park Ranger Oath, and were sworn in as Junior Park Rangers for Mt. Rainier National Park. (how cool is that?!) ps...look at them all raising their right hands!!!

i bought a little iron on patch for our backpack- we are collecting one from each national and state park (an idea i took from my very cool big sister). we drove to an ice cream shop in a tiny town outside of the park, where the ice cream was AMAZING and the town was so cool. old rainier train cars lined the streets, some were working restaurants and other looked like lodging (i would love to stay there someday). it was such a great day, exploring our mountain and hanging with family whom we love dearly.

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

notes on travel: ocean shores, wa


this past memorial day weekend, we took a little drive out to ocean shores. it's a small little beach town on the washington coast where jackets are a requirement and sand dollars are plentiful.

tony's best friend grew up going to ocean shores with his family- so rob jumped at the chance to book (the exact same condo) he went to so many years ago, so that we could experience the washington ocean for the first time together! it was a perfect condo- a loft upstairs for rob and lisa's kids to sleep in, a bedroom downstairs with a king bed for rob and lisa, and our family of four slept in the second bedroom with two full beds (i slept with sailor, tony slept with easton). we cooked pizza, ate cereal in the morning, and made chili and hot dogs for lunch and dinner.


there is an amazing kite store in ocean shores- kites are in high demand out there given the excessive wind (and cold). our two families walked through the kite store and landed on four different kites,  (only one of which being successful once put to the test). sailor's classic green kite flew higher than any kite on the beach- we didn't have to work at it... it just wanted to be up in the heavens. i (of course) couldn't stop singing the mary poppins song, "let's go fly a kite, up to the highest heights, let's go fly a kite, and send it soaring....etc." (my poor friends and family were very kind to listen to my singing all weekend).

on the beach, while collecting a MILLION sand dollars, we came across a live crab- poor guy was just waiting to be picked to pieces by a seagull. we tried to help the little guy back to the ocean, but we were all a little too squeamish to pick the sucker up (it was huge!). i helped hannah find many many shells and sand dollars- and then we were told by all the other adults that we could only pick two of our favorites.(party poopers...hmph).


in two days, the ten of us walked along the beach, found horses to pet, flew kites, swam in the pool, took naps, talked theology, prayed, went for ice cream, and so much more. we packed so so much into such a short weekend- but it was all GOOD stuff.

life right now... life is good. thanks be, to God.

Wednesday, September 7, 2016

one month in washington.


We’ve been in Washington for a month. One whole month. It’s been sunny and warm, and full of excitement and newness. I simply love the newness. Our house is better than I had expected, and things are a little less busy and a little less smoggy.

I’ve learned a few things in my first month. I’ve learned that “pop” means soda here in Washington. I’ve learned that there is far more love for Trump than I’m comfortable with, and I’ve learned that, men, women, babies, children, and everyone in between wear Seahawks gear every day of the week- for absolutely no reason at all. People wear jerseys in their everyday life. like seahawks gear is a part of their daily wardrobe. That’s strange, people.

On the drive to the grocery store, we see more trees than we see in all of the bay area, combined. It’s so beautiful, and green, and foresty. I’m sure I’ll grow accustomed to the evergreens, but for now, I’m in awe. Mount Rainier feels so close I could reach out and touch it- it wears a hat of snow even in the summer. The kids and I often talk about how silly it is that the outside of the mountain is so cold, while inside, the volcano is very hot. So silly, right?


Yesterday was our third day in a row of grey skies. It rained a day before that, and we decided to turn the fire place on. It’s our new tradition. When it rains, the fire goes on.

I will say- in all honesty- by day three of the grey weather, I was feeling a little zapped. I wanted to snuggle in bed and drink coffee and sleep. I was missing California a little more on day three of the grey, too. I missed my friends, I missed my mom, I missed my AA meetings, and my yoga studio. I felt a little weepy, if I’m being honest. It’s day-freaking-three of grey weather, and I’m all... weepy!

I started to question how I was going to make my writing into a real-person profession. I started questioning my ability to work, to make money, to be successful and special to people. I questioned whether or not I was an adequate mama.  I got a little teary, I bit my lip, and took a little nap.

DAY THREE.

My friend, Annie Lamott once said during a Sunday church service, “today is good Friday. It’s dark and gloomy, and sad. But we are Easter Sunday people. We look forward to the light- to the resurrection.” I really want to be an Easter Sunday person. I want to be an Easter Sunday person every single day. When things start to feel gloomy and sad, I want to see things through God’s eyes. I’m not sure, but I think- maybe if God is looking at me he’d think, “you’re just wonderful, beloved. You are right where I want you to be.”


So Washington, bring on the good Fridays. Bring on the darkness, and the gloom, and the rain. I am an “Easter Sunday person” and I know what is coming.  Light, beauty, and all sorts of Easter candy!
(These are pictures from our first hike in Mount Rainier National park!!!)
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