{this and that}

:: When I am trying to find something to read to waste time to avoid doing what I really should be doing, I can never find a new blog post anywhere and nothing on pinterest seems fun.

:: I have had a cold for weeks (it seems like, anyway), and my left ear is clogged.  I keep trying to clear it, but all I am getting is that little clicking noise that you get when you need to pop your ears.  So annoying.

:: We are super excited around these parts.  We bought a new mattress yesterday, had it delivered today, and I freecycled our old one this evening.  It is awesome when all the stages of a project that you have hemmed and hawed about for a year come together that quickly.

:: The next phase of our next house project, the basement, isn’t coming together nearly as quickly.  It is one of those projects where you have to figure out which step comes first.  The answer is not leaping out at us presently, so we remain in a holding pattern.

:: Because I am stalled with the basement, I have decided to repaint the little man’s room.  We are planning to build him a toddler bed (since we found out that the crib that we swore said it converted to a toddler bed only goes straight to a full) modeled after this one.  We are pretty excited to build him the bed; not so excited about the idea of moving him out of the crib.

:: I have a fun project to share with you as soon as I can get all my pictures together.

:: I confess that I am addicted to Instagram.  Evidenced below. Their filters are just too fun!

My happy bunch

Happy Monday, everyone!

{i want} a place to start…

:: I want to stop feeling like there is something wrong with me because I don’t fit into clothes from stores where the sizes stop at a size smaller than I am at my healthiest.

:: I want to set a good example for my son about food.

:: I want the image of myself that I see in the mirror to be the same one that shows up in pictures and videos.

:: I want to go back to my high school self with her rocking, strong body and tell her how awesome she was.  Same with my twenty-year old self!

:: I want to still be able to make food that people love.

:: I want to stop believing in the quick fixes.  10, 30, 7 days aren’t going to be the way I get what I want here.

:: I want to stop feeling as though I am carrying the weight of the national health crisis along with every extra pound.

:: I want to see myself as beautiful and important whether I ever lose a pound or not.

:: I want to stop defining myself by my weight.

:: I want to be kinder to myself and love my curves.

:: I want to stop being angry that the foods I love are the problem.

:: I want to see pinterest as what it really is….food porn.

:: I want to stop feeling guilty anytime I eat anything.

:: I want to stop being afraid of food.

:: I want to move again.

:: I want to stop letting other people’s remarks, looks, viewpoints stop me.

:: I want to remember that I am not going to look like a supermodel wherever I end up, and I want to remember that comparing myself to those images of photoshopped women will not help me reach my goal.

:: I want to figure out what my goal is, and more importantly I want to be able to make the decision about what my goal is without arbitrary guidelines never truly meant to measure the individual.

:: I want doctors to stop being rude to me because of my weight.  I have never felt as bullied as I have sitting in front of the people I should feel the most comfortable with.

:: I want to relish in the differences between me and “perfection” and, in the process, change my view of what perfection is.

:: I want to celebrate every pound that I am able to lose, but not beat myself up about every pound that might come back.

:: I want to realize I am worth it.

:: I want to start.

7{pretties}sunday

Thought it would be fun to link up with the other pretties out there today!

{one} | {two} | {three} | {four} | {five} | {six} | {seven}

{thankful thursday} like a little gift

Today was a rough day.  I am still dealing with a super tough case of after-Christmas blues that are likely explained by the fact that I miss my brother like crazy, and the tiny dictator running around my house acts very much like Ryan did when he was his age.  And, he looks just like him, which makes it particularly hard.  And, if you don’t believe me, guess who this is….

Ryan CA

ryan - not much older than Cade is now

But anyways, so today was a rough day.  The little man is super cranky and a wee bit sickly, and I find myself in that in-between phase where I am not really sure if I should take him to the doctor or if this is just teething because, you know, he is the world’s worst teether!

That combined with the fact that he is two after all hasn’t been much fun lately.  “No” is definitely his favorite word, and he doesn’t just say it.  He expels it at you from across the room.  He even rolls the “n,” which I didn’t even know was possible!

But, I really wanted to post today, so I was trying to take pictures of him, which he used to love, and I really hoped that he would always be that kid that cheesed it up for the camera, but lately he avoids all camera shots if possible.  So, I decided to take a picture of the part of him that was still for the moment.

Tiny toes getting bigger every day

And, this is what I got.  Strong little legs in cute little shoes hiding those tiny perfect little feet that are really still tiny but so much bigger than the miniscule little ones that came home from the hospital.

Our favorite feet-ure so far!

taken almost two years ago to the day

I wasn’t sure if I wanted to use that picture for my thankful moment for today because I wasn’t sure it would be what I wanted to capture today.  So, when I had gotten to the end of the day and this was the best thing I had captured, I thought I was just going to blow the post off (again).

And, then I got a little gift from my RSS reader: this post from Karen Russell [Karen is one of the bloggers I referenced in my last post.  Her husband is deployed right now, and she has been having a hard time in general lately].  Karen posted today about having an ah-ha moment after reading this post from Glennon over at Momastery.  So, I followed the little worm-trail the interweb offered me today, and I was reminded to remember.

Glennon’s post is amazing, and it deeply resonates with me for so many reasons.  I too have had a hard time with people telling me that I should enjoy every minute of mothering.  And, I too find myself getting stuck in the chronos of the day, as Glennon calls it (that she puts it in rhetorical terms just makes my heart go pitter-pat): the number of minutes it takes to fight to put on shoes, how many slow bites of breakfast will be eaten, the thousands of seconds till daddy gets home and changes the odds.  I have always had the problem of getting stuck in the minutiae of the day, and that didn’t magically change when I had a baby.

So, in the chronos-induced haze I find myself in these days in particular, I couldn’t see how cool this picture of those strong little legs in those cute little shoes would be.  But, looking back at this picture from a kairotic point of view just a few hours later, I already love it.  And, that was before I had even thought to compare it to the little toes from when he was just a month old.

So, today, I am so very thankful for being reminded to capture the moment.  For taking the time to capture my moment of Kairos for today, even if it was just strong little legs in cute little shoes hiding perfect tiny feet lounging on the couch.

{this and that} a few secret thoughts

:: Whenever I alphabetize things, I always think of higher letters in the alphabet as somehow superior.  I think this stems back to always being at the front of the line because my maiden name started with a “B.”  Now, I can’t help but think that as an “A,” I win.

:: Since the little man was born, I haven’t spent as much time seeking out new music.  It felt like a luxury, something I didn’t have time for anymore.  It took me two years to realize the flaw in that thinking.

I can’t sing.  I don’t play any instruments.  I can’t really dance with any precision or grace (or without alcohol in public).  But, music is often something I can literally feel wash over me.  There is something about the combination of words and unique succession of notes that feel like a hug to me, a big blanket that curls up around my shoulders and holds me up.  And, I seem to collect people that feel the same way about music that I do.

My proudest moment so far as a parent is that I am raising a son that feels this way.  Cade will often break out dancing in the beautiful awkward attempt at keeping with the music anytime he hears a song come on….television, radio, something I am playing for him…it doesn’t matter.  Sometimes he doesn’t even notice, and other times he will look at me with a huge smile.  I just love that about him.

So, I am going to give myself a “free pass” for  a while and collect songs that make me happy. Not focus on the money of it, but on the rest of it instead. Like this one by a new-to-me band, Fun.

:: There is a trend of marriages separating (both with impending permanent separations and because of deployments) that I am noticing with several of the blogs I am reading.  It makes my heart hurt for people that I have never met but feel like I know.  I feel like I am witnessing something private that I shouldn’t be able to see as I watch them try to find words to explain how their lives are inexplicably changing and still try to stay on track with the “purpose” of their space when I know that these situations must really be taking all of their focus right now.

I want to go give them all hugs.  And, it makes me pray for the continued strength of my marriage and to hope as hard as I can that we can keep my husband out of harm’s way again.

::  And, posts like this one are resonating particularly right now (thanks Melia) as I try to figure out what I need to do to make my body feel more like “home” and less like a “cheap rental.”  To remember that I too created a tiny human from scratch, feed him almost exclusively for a year, and have a husband who loves me for what I am, not just what I want to be.

a little bit of this and that

::  I have a major case of the winter blues going on.  It is combination of feeling overwhelmed with everything I need to accomplish against taking the time to accomplish what I want to accomplish.  It is also this time of year that I feel the urge to purge!  So, we are going to start seriously paring down and reorganizing of what we have around the house.

::  After seeing this post over on Tatertots and Jello, I followed the trail for Top This Top That’s table redo!  I love what she did, and I have been looking at that chalk paint forever, so I went ahead and bit the bullet and got some today to paint the bottom of the dining room table.  It was definitely the most I have ever spent on a tiny little quart of paint, but I am pretty excited about it!  I have heard amazing things about it, and I got my current favorite color, so I think it will turn out awesome.

::  There is a new “cupcakery” that opened around the corner for my house today.  When we stopped by, they were sold out, so we are hopeful that maybe we might be able to taste the goodness tomorrow.  I will let you know how it goes.  Their website makes their stuff look amazing!

::  On our adventure to go get the chalk paint, we found a new little hole in the wall Italian restaurant, Cafe Torino & Bakery.  It was amazing!  Food was awesome, staff was super friendly, and prices were great.  Yelp to the rescue again!  I had the chicken salad sandwich, which was super yummy.  The boy had the Salmon with Horseradish sauce.  It is my new quest to figure out that sauce.  Yum!  I found this recipe, and I might give it a shot with some chicken (salmon isn’t my favorite fish).  I am determined, though!  That sauce will be mine, oh yes, it will be mine!

::  I have been playing with Instagram, and I added a little slideshow of the scenes from our day in the sidebar.  I am having a lot of fun with all the filters!  Can’t wait to see what I can do with all these little pictures.

::  The boy and I have decided that simply painting our cabinets is not going to be an effect use of our energy.  Unfortunately, their quality is just too low to be saved.  We are losing the bottoms out of several of them.  And, while we could probably just reinforce them, we are trying to do the best thing long term for our family and the house.  I have been collecting all my inspiration pictures here.  We are going to have to start pinching some major pennies to make it look the way I am hoping to, but at least we have the start to a plan!  We are hoping to have everything ready to go this summer.

 

 

 

 

swapping around….

So, it is that time of year again where I participate in the Savvy {Seasons} Swap, an off-shoot of the Urban Home Goods Swap.  This is my third time swapping, and these swaps are by far my favorite!  One of the reasons I like them so much is that I get to adventure into something I haven’t tried before.

Last year, I made these goodies for my partner, Kristen over at Three Dancing Magpies.

Savvy Seasons - All the loot

And, I tried out fabric snow flakes.  They were quite an adventure.

Savvy Seasons - Table Runner Front Close-Up

I just finished up this year’s swap goodies for my partner, so I thought I would share a little of what I did.

The whole sha-bang!

These were all the goodies I sent.

Cup Warmer

I made a reusable cup warmer because my partner said she loved coffee.

Coordinating Napkins

Then, I made some fabric napkins in different, but coordinating, fabrics.

Close-up of the Napkin Rings

My favorite part was the napkin rings I made with pvc pipe and washi tape. I am having lots of fun with pvc this year!

Folded Star

And, the big gift was the folded star wall hanging.

I had made a folded star before, but it was a really long time ago.  And, this one gave me a run for my money.  Just getting it into the embroidery ring was really hard because of all the layers of fabric.  I followed the tutorial from the Moda Bake Shop.  The directions were really easy to follow.  I just didn’t follow them all, which meant I needed to frame the star in a porthole in order to cover some goofs.

I am really happy with how everything turned out!  Hope my partner likes everything.

{reverb11} feeling the need to keep going

I have this wonderful friend named, Devon.  She is a conference buddy, but way more than that too!  I meet her and her partner, Michelle, years ago at a Computers and Writing conference in Detroit, and we have been friends ever since.  We always have the best time together.

my conference buddies

In lots of ways, I have always looked up to Devon.  She has achieved a career that is really what I think I want to do.  She is so sincere in the way she approaches people, and you never have to wonder where you stand with her.  She is straight-forward and caring, and she has the best southern accent!  And, daily I am in awe of how much she loves Michelle.

Well, Devon has participated in a challenge for a couple of years, that she explains here much better than I could, called Reverb, which is really a process that encourages you to look back over the last year before entering the next one.  Although it isn’t officially moving forward, a bunch of bloggers, including Devon, are working together to keep it alive for those interested in participating.  And, since I just finished up my personal {30-in-30} challenge, I thought I would informally post along with the group about all that has happened over the last year.

The Prompt: One Word. Encapsulate the year 2011 in one word. Explain why you’re choosing that word. Now, imagine it’s one year from today, what would you like the word to be that captures 2012 for you?

I have mentioned several times that I choose a word for each year instead of a resolution.  It’s a practice I picked up from a bunch of different people, and 2012 will be my fifth year choosing a word.

I talked about my word for 2011 here.  In that post, I revist my 2010 word, “proceed,” and explained why that word was so desperately important for that year, a rough chunk of days.  But, 2011′s word was “whole.”  My hope was that I would use the last 12 months to look at the whole of my life.  IMG_0919

My goal in that choice was to try to consider where my priorities were.  To try to achieve some balance in my life.  And, while I am not completely balanced (I am not sure anyone ever really is), I really think that considering the whole was a great reminder for me.  It was a great reminder when I was deciding what new projects to take on and which ones to let go.  It was a great reminder for the way I need to look at my physical well-being, and it aligned with some philosophies about grieving my family holds dear.

Losing my brother last year, colored the whole last year for me in lots of ways.  Whenever you lose someone, you need to work through the process of grieving, but when that person takes their own life, it is really hard to move forward.  Essentially, you are angry at the person you are trying to grieve.  And, I have been angry.  Angry that he didn’t share with me what was going on with him.  Angry that he didn’t trust someone, anyone, to share his burden.  Angry that he gave up on living.  But, through the last year, I have tried hard to accept his choice and look at the whole picture of things.  To remember the whole of his life and not just dwell on the final bad decision he made.

So, that’s what “whole” has been about for me.  And, again, that little word has been a wonderful guidepost throughout my last year.  It was reaffirmed again that choosing one word is a more effective way for me to focus my energy and practice success than just deciding a list of things that seem somewhat impossible or unlikely to accomplish.

Which, brings me to next year’s word.  The last two years’ words have been more about the thinking aspects of my life.  Contemplating the way I wanted to live and the type of person I want to be.  So, I would like next year’s word to be more action-oriented.

In the upcoming year, I will work to cultivate those changes that I have been thinking about.  I will work to cultivate my relationships, those both new and dear to me.  I will improve my life by labor, care, or study.  And, I will foster the growth of those things I want in my life.  I think it will be the perfect word for me.

{30-in-30ish} one post short….

Well, I am pretty proud of myself.  Today marks the last day of my 30-in-30 challenge, and I am just one post short.  Not bad considering the holidays/family visiting/weddings we have had going on around here.

November was a crazy month, and a post everyday is a hard thing to do.  I know that some days were better than other in terms of actual content, and I didn’t have a chance to show you all everything I had hoped to, but what I have had to keep reminding myself of is that this space isn’t going away.

I kept feeling rushed to get something posted to be within the 30 days, so I had to remind myself of why I started this challenge in the first place.  I just wanted to jump start my blogging again for a while.  I wanted to remember why it was important to me to begin with.  And, I think I achieved all that!

I also pulled out my camera way more in the last month than I have in a long time.  I started thinking more in terms of how I was going to save all these memories in a concrete way.  So, all in all, I think this last month has done exactly what it was supposed to!  And, I am looking forward to keeping with it!

my men

{30-in-30} quiet in the house….

I usually get up when the little man does.  He is my alarm clock.  This approach is both a good and bad one.  Good if he sleeps, but bad if he decides to wake up at 5:45 when I just went to bed after grading papers until 1:30.

I have said before that showering has been the one motherhood thing that I really struggled with.  I think cleanliness is a basic need for people, and a shower is often something you have to give up with tiny humans in the house.

When I have a meeting or something, like I do most of this week, where I have to be up, clean, and out the door, then I wake up when the boy is still home in the morning to get a shower.  Most of the time, Cade wakes up while the boy is still eating breakfast, but today, I am clean, make-uped, hair done, clothes chosen, and everything, and the little man is still snoozing.

We have been working on some teeth, which is likely the cause.  I think he had a big molar break through last night.    It is oddly calming to have this few minutes before the day begins to regroup and take a moment for myself.  Might be something I should keep in mind on those days I decide to snooze!

Oh well!  He must have heard me typing about him!

early morning snuggles

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