Friday, April 29, 2011

This Moment

A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Inspired by SouleMama.


Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Saturday, April 23, 2011

This Moment

A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Inspired by SouleMama.

(In case you can't tell, that says Happy 60th Leila. I'm looking forward to the senior discount at JoAnn Fabrics!)

Thursday, April 21, 2011

May The Force Be With You

I stumbled upon the best book of all time at our library a few weeks ago. What is it? Well, The Star Wars Craft Book obviously! I really wasn't sure what to expect when I checked it out, but I figured worse case scenario was the boys saw some cool crafts that they're not quite old enough to make. I somehow forgot about the adult boy in the house, and his love of all things Star Wars.




















These are just a few of the first projects Tim & the boys have completed. I'm sure there are many more to come, including Han Solo in a bar of soap, the R2D2 Hat and alien snow globes. We highly recommend this book if there are any Star Wars fans in your house who also happen to be crafty. Or would considering becoming crafty to get cool Star Wars stuff.
Bantha stuffed animal anyone? Who knew Tim was so good at crafting? Guess he just had to find his muse. Banthas.


General Grievous and Yoda Finger Puppets


The epic fight of light vs. darkness continues...

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Tuesday Tunes


Sun been down for days
A winter melody she plays
The thunder makes her contemplate
She hears a noise behind the gate
Perhaps a letter with a dove
Perhaps a stranger she could love



I came across this song via Etsy's feed on Facebook earlier this week. The video is so beautiful and fun to watch, I felt compelled to share it for this week's tune. Lavie's voice has a definite hint of Nick Drake to it, which makes it all the more enjoyable to listen to.

That said, this is my birthday week, and a significant birthday at that, so I'm planning on a separate post featuring a list of my favorite tunes later this week.


Her Morning Elegance - Oren Lavie
Sun been down for days
A pretty flower in a vase
A slipper by the fireplace
A cello lying in its case

Soon she's down the stairs
Her morning elegance she wears
The sound of water makes her dream
Awoken by a cloud of steam
She pours a daydream in a cup
A spoon of sugar sweetens up

And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
As she goes in a store
With a thought she has caught
By a thread
She pays for the bread
And She goes...
Nobody knows

Sun been down for days
A winter melody she plays
The thunder makes her contemplate
She hears a noise behind the gate
Perhaps a letter with a dove
Perhaps a stranger she could love

And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
As she goes in a store
With a thought she has caught
By a thread
She pays for the bread
And She goes...
Nobody knows

And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
Where people are pleasently strange
And counting the change
And She goes...
Nobody knows

Monday, April 18, 2011

Tonight

It's been busy for a Monday.














A rousing game of twister.





















A hug-fest, totally initiated by Syda.




















Hiding from the camera.



























Taking a bath - which is QUITE an experience when you have a cast on your leg that CANNOT get wet. It clearly takes a lot out of her.
























Which leaves a toddler too sleepy to color.

Friday, April 15, 2011

This Moment

A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Inspired by SouleMama.


Thursday, April 14, 2011

Some Days

Some days are a weird combination of wonderful, serene, confusing, disappointing and hopeful. Today was one of those. I lead a fun Toddler LLL Meeting this morning. We had a great visit with friends all afternoon, enjoyed the sunshine and fresh air, ate yummy food, talked, laughed and played.

We got home to a sunny house, with a fresh breeze running through it. We found out we aren't getting another house we wanted. We had a tasty dinner that was also healthy AND all of the kids liked it. We realized we have wonderful plans for the weekend. We remembered it's only one more day until the weekend!

I bathed a sweet girl with her broken leg and didn't get her cast wet, and got her clean. Nate told me he misses nursing, but only a tiny, tiny bit - he "has almond milk now and likes that a lot". Syda discovered the tattoo on my arm and keeps signing 'bird'.

Writing down our day makes me rethink putting the word disappointing anywhere on this page.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Tuesday Tunes

I don't want to hurt
There's so much in this world
to make me believe



Ahh, Pearl Jam...17 years since I first heard "Jeremy" and I still love this band. This song is especially soft and touching, and certainly speaks to their aging - but they can still rock out with the best of them. Just check out The Fixer to allay any fears.


Just Breathe - Pearl Jam
Yes I understand
That every life must end
As we sit alone
I know someday we must go

Oh I'm a lucky man
To count on both hands
The ones I love
Some folks just have one
Yeah others they got none

Stay with me
Let's just breathe

Practiced on our sins
Never gonna let me win
Under everything
Just another human being

I don't want to hurt
There's so much in this world
to make me believe

Stay with me
All I see

Did I say that I need you?
Did I say that I want you?
What if I did and I'm a fool you see
No one knows this more than me
'cause I come clean

I wonder everyday
As I look upon your face
Everything you gave
And nothing you would take
Nothing you would take
Everything you gave

Did I say that I need you?
Did I say that I want you?
What if I did and I'm a fool you see
No one knows this more than me
I come clean

Nothing you would take
Everything you gave
Hold me till I die
Meet you on the other side

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Tuesday Tunes

Happiness, it hurt like a train on a track
Coming towards her, stuck still no turning back
She hid around corners and she hid under beds
She killed it with kisses and from it she fled




The Dog Days Are Over - Florence & The Machine
Happiness, it hurt like a train on a track
Coming towards her, stuck still no turning back
She hid around corners and she hid under beds
She killed it with kisses and from it she fled
With every bubble she sank with a drink
And washed it away down the kitchen sink

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are coming so you better run

Run fast for your mother run fast for your father
Run for your children and your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your loving behind you
Can't carry it with you if you want to survive

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can't you hear the horses
Cuz here they come
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And I never wanted anything from you
Except everything you had
And what was left after that too. oh.

Happiness it hurt like a bullet in the mind
Stuck them up drainpipes
By someone who should know better than that

The dog days are over
The dog days are gone
Can you hear the horses
Cuz here they come

Run fast for your mother and fast for your father
Run for your children for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your loving behind you
Can't carry it with you if you want to survive

The dog days are over
The dog days are gone
Can you hear the horses because here they come

The dog days are over
The dog days are gone
Can you hear the horses because here they come



Friday, April 1, 2011

This Moment

A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Inspired bySouleMama.