Giddiness

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Photo on 2-28-14 at 9.40 AM

Seriously, this weather is making me giddy. On top of the fact that I remembered my earphones today and so I get to listen to this instead of the group of mommies next to me discussing the cost of designer jeans for their 7 year olds…ugh.

Funny side note on buying clothes. It is no secret that buy 99% of my family’s clothing at Goodwill. Mac is the least impressed by this. Not that he cares where his clothes come from, he just doesn’t like going to Goodwill. Anyway, he needed “cowboy” clothes for a play he is in so I drug him along to find some at the local GW. He was a good sport, tried on at least 3 pair of jeans and a handful of shirts before running from the store to hide in the car. Once home, he dutifully washed the clothes and then left them in a damp pile in his room. I expect nothing less at this point. Today the clothes had to go to school, though, so I spent WAAAAAAAAY too much of my lifeforce trying to iron that damn shirt early this morning. I made him go get a hanger to take it to school on and while he was arranging it HE finds a $5 bill in the breast pocket. Nicely laundered and pressed.

Figures.

But I’m thinking he will be less than upset about buying clothes at Goodwill from here on out…

Okay, wanted to do some more of my pictures today. Seriously, I am having so much fun with this!
IMG_7002 Day 13: Makes you Laugh. Okay, so this is pretty obvious. I got on the bus that morning and this was staring me in the face. Funny for the obvious reasons for those who know that I CAN’T COOK. Okay, I can, but I don’t enjoy it. And the main reason that I do not enjoy it is due to the singular fact that I do not enjoy being mediocre, and that is what I am on a good day. Cooking for me usually results in better stories than it does digestible eats. My family, even my kids, are spectacularly patient and forgiving. They also have other parents who are much better cooks or at least keep yummier things on hand, so there is always a better meal waiting around the corner… The other reason this picture struck me is that it was THE ONLY AD that wasn’t medical/Obamacare related. Honestly, usually there are some great ads on the SouthBeach C Bus…

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IMG_7005 Day 14: Heart (duh) Okay, I got a LOT of flack for these (thank you Lisa Curtis). Can YOU see the hearts? It was extremely hard to be creative on Valentine’s Day…I was pretty darn impressed with myself. Lisa, Jeff couldn’t see them either….hmmmm.

IMG_7017 Day 17: Words. This one was one of those days when I couldn’t come up with anything. Near the end of the show day I started to panic so finally just started writing out to-do lists and took a picture of that. Unfortunately I posted it before I asked for some heavenly help in finding something a little more inspired. That night was our annual mojito night and though I can NEVER remember the name of this stupid restaurant having only eaten there once (mojito count is over 6 and counting, though) we end up here every year for at least one drink. The best mojitos. Hands down. We usually sit outside but this time there happened to be a micro-table in the micro-bar so we took it

and low and behold….

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words!! I love it when God happens.

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Day 16: A Memory: This was kind of fun. Though I got all kinds of interesting comments from people watching me try and take a picture of my own wrist…the coordinates mark the spot of a very special memory for Jeff and I. The bracelet was my Christmas present this year. I look forward to a wrist-full of these beauties.

IMG_7116 Day 19: Workspace. This one gives me such mixed feelings. It isn’t so much that it is a visually stunning piece of work, but it says a lot of what I am right now. I bitch and moan about all the time I spend in the car with my kids but in reality, I suppose I am lucky to still have the opportunity to be able to keep them captive in my presence for this long. The days that I outlaw iTouches in the car usually end up being some of the most interesting. I get to eavesdrop on their days, to monitor their current interests, and we have had some pretty interesting conversations regarding music preferences or current events.

IMG_7119 Day 20: Itsy Bitsy. Originally I had planned on driving downtown and taking a picture of the Itty Bitty Salon down on main street (yes, that is it’s name and what it is – TINY!) But one thing led to another throughout the day and for once I never got in the car beyond picking up from school. I was in bed that night when I realized that I hadn’t taken a photo yet. I did send up a quick prayer as I threw back the covers and started prowling the house looking for something teensy. We are not a teensy family. We like big. In fact, the smallest thing we own is our stinkin’ house! But then I walked past my curio cabinet and remembered these beauties. I picked these up one of the first years that we lived here. There is a beach near our house that is sand dollar nursery. Seriously. There is a section of the beach that is nothing but sand dollars. They are living, so black and less than appealing but stacked like cards up the beach, it’s rather fascinating, but you can find the dead ones all over if you can just get your eyes trained to see them. The first time we went I found a few sand dollars and decided to give the kids something to do other than whine and proposed to pay them 10 cents for every whole sand dollar they could find….$10 later I had to put a kibosh on that whole brilliant idea. But by that time I was seeing these teensy little things mixed in with with all of the shells, stones and other beach detritus. Jeff had to call an intervention. I had a large glass full of them at one point but I find they are fun to give away, if a bit delicate, but I am down to only these few now and I find I like it that way. They are easier to see amongst all the other stuff in my cabinet when there are fewer of them. Huh, funny how that works, hmm?

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