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A warm and peaceful Day After Christmas
Dec. 27th, 2007 03:32 amGrant took the three oldest over to the big empty churchyard; Aaron rode his bike, Isaac his new tractor. They pitched, hit and caught baseballs, and Ananda learned to ride on Aaron's back wheel's pegs.
Later the two of us took everyone to the mall - G and the three youngest slept in the van while I took Ananda and Aaron in and met with Laura. Did a little bit of exchanging and got awesome earrings -
Both are by this brand called 1928. They have a website, you may be surprised to know it's called 1928.com O_o Really though, some of their pieces make me all breathless and starry-eyed. I'm sitting here seriously considering using the gift card my mother gave me (one of those charged up credit cards you can use anywhere) for this -
and maybe while I'm at it, also this -
I know it's just "fashion jewelry" or "costume jewelry" or even if you're trying to sell it, "vintage designs", but wow. All gothic inspired and romantic and pieced together in fragile spiderwebs. I love jewelry like that. I've never really had any interest in shiny yellow gold, it just seems...bleh. www.1928.com may be at the top of my list for gift cards from now on.
I'd been planning to use it for yarn. The card, I mean. Elise outgrew the natural colored longies I made her while pregnant 6 months ago, and now she's outgrowing the variegated red ones, too. The wool I want is usually more expensive than I feel I can regularly indulge in. But...oh, the jewelry.
It's all textiles, you know? Tactile. Mmm.
I attacked our bedroom this evening. Stripped and washed all the sheets, pillowcases and blankets (yes, there are several), cleared out all the laundry, lysol'd and vaccumed the heck out of everything and opened the window with an apple pie scented candle burning. It's much improved, but somehow even with the time spent outside and out at the mall, my children managed to totally wreck the entire rest of the house that I had all nice by the end of LAST night. I did also get an area of the kitchen most of them are too short to reach shining again, too, so there is that.
Before I went to the hospital in October, my appetite really dissapeared - intestinal blockage will do that to you I suppose. Then I didn't eat anything at all for about 8 days after surgery, and gradually restarted with tiny portion sizes. When I DID start to feel normal again...I went crazy. I've been eating like some sort of madwoman. I THINK a lot of it has to do with re-establishing a tandem nursing supply whilst healing from major surgery, all while getting only small amounts of fragmented sleep. But I am a bottomless pit and can no longer even recognize hunger cues at all...and, of course, we delved into convenience foods and slacked off about treats because we were frazzled, and I was rediscovering food, and it was nice. Plus holidays. I realized the other day that I am at an all-time high weight (non-pregnant), am experiencing symptoms I haven't had since I had gestational diabetes (dizziness and disorientation with headaches, extreme thirst, nausea with ligh-headedness) and was thinking it all might have something to do with the Riesens, peppermint bark, frappuccino, chocolate cookies and cherry coke I had today :x I mean really...*sigh* I guess I let Grant's junkfoodaholic tendencies and the resulting availability of anything you can imagine, in the cabinets, really REALLY do me in. I'm having withdrawals if I don't get enough caffeine in a day, which has never happened to me before. So I'm planning something I've never done before, which is a big giant New Years Resolutio-related life style change. I want to eat like I ate when I lost 30 pounds and then had my only completely complication-free pregnancy, during which I actually glowed and had energy - which means no refined sugar or flour, almost ever, and pretty much no soft dairy either. I know I can do it, because I've done it before. I know it's going to be terrible and I'll be in a bad mood and have less energy and freak out from temptation all the time and wonder if it's worth it and get REALLY MAD when nothing's happening at the scale...for 2-3 weeks. But then I know I'll magically feel better than I have in a long time, it'll stay that way, and the weight will start falling off - and then my metabolism might eventually be my friend again.
It felt good to devote most of my shopping to the produce section, earlier in the evening. I think I'm ready. I want to be down like...6 pant sizes, come next Christmas.
Totally off topic - Shaun is entering The Gifter in the New York Film Festival. So far he's paid the entrance fee ($300) and is waiting to hear if they accept it. The word on the street is that if they reject you, they refund your money and provide a critique. My own critique of The Gifter would go: It's visually stunning, very original, has good acting - all of those things way above what you'd expect from a student film especially - but is really hard to follow or understand and so it's hard to come away from it without a dominant feeling being that of confusion, or a cynical raised eyebrow. The confusion is almost ok on the grounds that you're enthralled the whole time it's on, and it's put together very professionally - but for many people the bottom line is still going to be, "What was that even about?" or "...did that make any sense?" Also, they should have let someone who's a native speaker of english write the copy for the back of the dvd case, because it only confuses the plot/concept further.
I'm very eager to hear whether it's accepted for this. I know Shaun's teachers expected him to be accepted and even win stuff at various different film festivals here in Florida.
Also unrelated - Elise has discovered the joys of the mall play area :) She was super happy to be crawling around and creeping along with the big kids, once everyone in the van woke up and joined the rest of us inside.
Later the two of us took everyone to the mall - G and the three youngest slept in the van while I took Ananda and Aaron in and met with Laura. Did a little bit of exchanging and got awesome earrings -
Both are by this brand called 1928. They have a website, you may be surprised to know it's called 1928.com O_o Really though, some of their pieces make me all breathless and starry-eyed. I'm sitting here seriously considering using the gift card my mother gave me (one of those charged up credit cards you can use anywhere) for this -
and maybe while I'm at it, also this -
I know it's just "fashion jewelry" or "costume jewelry" or even if you're trying to sell it, "vintage designs", but wow. All gothic inspired and romantic and pieced together in fragile spiderwebs. I love jewelry like that. I've never really had any interest in shiny yellow gold, it just seems...bleh. www.1928.com may be at the top of my list for gift cards from now on.
I'd been planning to use it for yarn. The card, I mean. Elise outgrew the natural colored longies I made her while pregnant 6 months ago, and now she's outgrowing the variegated red ones, too. The wool I want is usually more expensive than I feel I can regularly indulge in. But...oh, the jewelry.
It's all textiles, you know? Tactile. Mmm.
I attacked our bedroom this evening. Stripped and washed all the sheets, pillowcases and blankets (yes, there are several), cleared out all the laundry, lysol'd and vaccumed the heck out of everything and opened the window with an apple pie scented candle burning. It's much improved, but somehow even with the time spent outside and out at the mall, my children managed to totally wreck the entire rest of the house that I had all nice by the end of LAST night. I did also get an area of the kitchen most of them are too short to reach shining again, too, so there is that.
Before I went to the hospital in October, my appetite really dissapeared - intestinal blockage will do that to you I suppose. Then I didn't eat anything at all for about 8 days after surgery, and gradually restarted with tiny portion sizes. When I DID start to feel normal again...I went crazy. I've been eating like some sort of madwoman. I THINK a lot of it has to do with re-establishing a tandem nursing supply whilst healing from major surgery, all while getting only small amounts of fragmented sleep. But I am a bottomless pit and can no longer even recognize hunger cues at all...and, of course, we delved into convenience foods and slacked off about treats because we were frazzled, and I was rediscovering food, and it was nice. Plus holidays. I realized the other day that I am at an all-time high weight (non-pregnant), am experiencing symptoms I haven't had since I had gestational diabetes (dizziness and disorientation with headaches, extreme thirst, nausea with ligh-headedness) and was thinking it all might have something to do with the Riesens, peppermint bark, frappuccino, chocolate cookies and cherry coke I had today :x I mean really...*sigh* I guess I let Grant's junkfoodaholic tendencies and the resulting availability of anything you can imagine, in the cabinets, really REALLY do me in. I'm having withdrawals if I don't get enough caffeine in a day, which has never happened to me before. So I'm planning something I've never done before, which is a big giant New Years Resolutio-related life style change. I want to eat like I ate when I lost 30 pounds and then had my only completely complication-free pregnancy, during which I actually glowed and had energy - which means no refined sugar or flour, almost ever, and pretty much no soft dairy either. I know I can do it, because I've done it before. I know it's going to be terrible and I'll be in a bad mood and have less energy and freak out from temptation all the time and wonder if it's worth it and get REALLY MAD when nothing's happening at the scale...for 2-3 weeks. But then I know I'll magically feel better than I have in a long time, it'll stay that way, and the weight will start falling off - and then my metabolism might eventually be my friend again.
It felt good to devote most of my shopping to the produce section, earlier in the evening. I think I'm ready. I want to be down like...6 pant sizes, come next Christmas.
Totally off topic - Shaun is entering The Gifter in the New York Film Festival. So far he's paid the entrance fee ($300) and is waiting to hear if they accept it. The word on the street is that if they reject you, they refund your money and provide a critique. My own critique of The Gifter would go: It's visually stunning, very original, has good acting - all of those things way above what you'd expect from a student film especially - but is really hard to follow or understand and so it's hard to come away from it without a dominant feeling being that of confusion, or a cynical raised eyebrow. The confusion is almost ok on the grounds that you're enthralled the whole time it's on, and it's put together very professionally - but for many people the bottom line is still going to be, "What was that even about?" or "...did that make any sense?" Also, they should have let someone who's a native speaker of english write the copy for the back of the dvd case, because it only confuses the plot/concept further.
I'm very eager to hear whether it's accepted for this. I know Shaun's teachers expected him to be accepted and even win stuff at various different film festivals here in Florida.
Also unrelated - Elise has discovered the joys of the mall play area :) She was super happy to be crawling around and creeping along with the big kids, once everyone in the van woke up and joined the rest of us inside.
