Monday, August 27, 2012

5th grade, here we come!

This morning, as I packed B's first lunch of 5th grade, I was thinking about how three years (and some change) ago we were at the PS 11 block party in Manhattan. The entire neighborhood of Chelsea came together. There were two DJs and the biggest potluck I've ever seen. We brought broccoli cheese and rice casserole made in our teeny kitchen with ingredients bought at the Chelsea Whole Foods at the end of our block. B did kick-pushes off the wall of the school with other boys and got briefly (and terrifyingly) lost on the playground for a minute in all the chaos. We partied all night. Teachers danced the cha cha slide and we were utterly overwhelmed by the spectacle of it all. It feels like just yesterday that life was starting over again and everything felt fresh, free and exhilarating in the big city of dreams. But it wasn't yesterday at all. It was three years ago and he was going into 2nd grade. We were different people, really, and we had a long road ahead of us. 

Time continues to fly and I grasp at it. I don't even take photos very often anymore because I want to live every moment. I find myself literally breathing it in, trying to absorb everything and asking for just another second of it before I have to close my eyes for the night, or open them for the next morning. As much as I want to hold on to the waking moments, in my dreams I still live in New York, or a constantly changing version of it that is a little different every night. All of my favorite people are there and everything is new and exhilarating. I'm sad to wake up until I look around and remember what I have here. Like this morning. 

This morning I did get out my camera for the first day of school ritual. We're starting over at a new school again, but it was a low key affair back in suburbs where everything is comfortable and practical. He took a long shower and his hair was still wet when we left for school but, other than that, things were quiet, just like he likes them. I can't help but hope that there are more exciting days ahead for us, but this is so good right now. His teacher is incredibly nice, and his school has a little garden. He's happy that his art teacher is passionate about her job ("like I'll be about music in 20 years," he says) and  I have high hopes for his final chapter of elementary school.

Original post from the PS 11 block party here.

Thursday, August 23, 2012

We are getting married!

It's happening and it's happening here: 
Yep, at a ranch. In the middle of nowhere. It's not what we imagined but it will get us out of the football-crazed city during TX-OU weekend, and we will provide transportation for everyone! (To be fair, it's super pretty and this is an outdated picture taken during construction.) Since we're so behind on  everything, it would be so awesome if you could send me your address to brittanclaire [at] gmail [dot] com. I want to get invitations out ASAP, and this is the fastest way I can think of! 

More soon! 

Saturday, August 4, 2012

BADD

B's band played their show yesterday and it was amazing. Truly. Their little singer was so cute I thought I was going to die, and B blew me away by playing keys, guitar and killing on drums. He had never touched drums before camp and apparently took to them immediately without instruction. He also sang, which I never imagined he would do for an audience. I had a hard time getting photos, but I'll get video up soon.

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Hi, August.

July left a bad taste in my mouth. B being sick, bad things happening in the world, wedding plans falling apart, working long hours and feeling a bit isolated in my home in the suburbs left me feeling blah. Every day is pretty much the same -- get up, get on computer, balance mom life and work (not always successfully), put B to bed, work some more, work out, collapse in bed. Taso gets home from work around midnight and we watch an episode of South Park or something before I fall asleep. It's not very glam. I'm a restless person anyway, and lately I'm heavily craving some adventure, travel... even social interaction would be nice. This is not the life for me, but life ebbs and flows and you go with it and do the best you can through all of its phases. I don't like the fact that I'm so glued into a screen and a phone that the days fly by and run together, or that I have absolutely nothing to blog about. But when I remind myself of the incredible adventures I've had, the things I've done and felt, and all the lives I've lived in 27 years, I'm grateful for opposition and feel lucky to be working for a paycheck and happy family. I also feel like fun is riiiiight around the corner. I don't normally read my horoscope, but I did this morning and it told me August would bring spontaneous travel. Yes, please! 

Today I'm challenging myself to keep chronicling my momentarily boring life. I don't know if anyone even reads this other than my dad and Taso. I don't have followers or get comments or anything, and that makes sense. I don't have a nice camera or share my creative writing (anymore). I'm not particularly funny and I haven't been taking the time to share anything of interest for quite awhile now (employing the "if you don't have anything interesting/useful to say, don't write a blog post" mindset). But I started this as a journaling supplement and a personal record, and it is important to me to not be apathetic about it. So here's what's up with us: 

- B is on the final week of camp at the School of Rock. I resisted putting him in SOR for a long time because it just seemed so cheesy, but I am SO happy we went with it. He's over the moon. As much as he loves classical piano (and he really does), he loves discovering himself on guitar and drums, and playing his favorite songs. His band is called BADD and they have written a song, recorded a couple songs and made a music video. They're playing Neil Young and the Beatles and their "theory" classes consist of live footage of Jimi Hendrix and BB King. It's also apparent that he has outgrown the piano lessons he's been doing for the last few years and it's time to find serious, higher level classical training. 

- I've been doing Jillian Michael's 30 Day Shred. I don't know why I'm embarrassed to say that, but I kind of am. Whatever, it feels good and I'm dedicated. I want to be a strong warrior woman who can survive the apocalypse with a baby on her back, but first I need to be able to do pushups. 

- I've gone gluten-free and cut way down on sugar. Just trying to battle the PCOs blues. I think it's working.

- We are still without a wedding venue, but we do know the date will be October 13th (yes, 2012). Yeah... I went through a couple months of hardcore hating everything about weddings and begging Taso to elope, but I'm trying to have a more positive outlook. Do you hear that, Universe?!

I guess that's really it, of note. I'll let you know when things get interesting. And maybe I'll take some pictures.