A Sunday

Today has been fully awesome.

First off, I woke up after 8am, and didn’t get up until 9:15.  Any day that starts with me staying in bed until 9:15, intentionally, is bound to be awesome.

I had tea, Steve made breakfast, the children played happily.  Midmorning, Corbie and I bundled up and went for a wander down the road to a friends house to go hunting for skates for Corbie, in their too-small-skates collection.  Corbie decided we were going to stay for a bit (seriously, he had his gear off before I even said hello) and a lovely chat over coffee ensued.  

After we wandered home and had some lunch, we bundled up again and headed over to the neighbours pond with our skates.  Freshly cleared ice and a perfectly sunny day led to a delight of an afternoon full of skating and walking in the snow, sledding down the hill, and sitting in Adirondack chairs and soaking it all in.

Now we’re home.  Griffin is building lego with a friend.  Corben is crashed out to the extreme on my lap.  Steve is surfing his geek sites, and I am blogging.  The world is a happy place.

There is Roadkill Stew in the crockpot for dinner (how the roadkill ended up in my freezer is a story for another day, but it’s not like it’s a racoon or anything, its some fine venison) and a roaring (propane) fire at my feet.  There will be one more walk before the day is done, maybe a small gathering to put together a seed order for our spring gardens (which we have been dreaming about with vigor.)  The day will end with me crawling into bed with my love, and watching an episode or two of the tv show of the month (we work our way though seasons of stuff online, which allows us to watch the stuff that’s good, all while keeping our house without a tv in it.) 

I am a lucky lady, and I am grateful for it all.  I feel like I’ve been given an incredible gift with this little life I’ve landed in, and I’m trying my best to take good care of it. My family, our home, this community, it’s all pretty special, and I look forward to seeing what each new day, week, season, year will bring.

Here's to Sundays, and all the other days too.

Poof January

Oh January, where have you gone? 

A few minutes ago it was the first day back at school after Christmas.  And since then...oh my, so much!

First, my baby turned three.  THREE!  How is that even possible. 

And then, so much other stuff.

We've been so busy LIVING.  There's been playing in the snow, and skating on the pond, and walking walking walking.  To tell you the truth, I have no idea what we've been doing all month except for living life to the fullest as much as we can.  That stuff takes time, my friends.

But I miss THIS.

I miss this blog, and pouring my thoughts out onto the screen, and talking to you guys.  So I'm going to try to come back. 

I keep having to remind myself that every time I sit down at the computer to write, I don't need to pour out the next great Canadian novel.  I just need to write, something, anything,

See, like that!

On the New Year. And walking.

Well, a week into 2013, and I'd have to say that things are going along swimmingly.  Our goals for the year (though not written down yet) are in full swing.

We have been eating like champs.  Healthy champs!  We've said so long to the gluten (for the adults, at least.  I'm working on the kids, but they're already eating way less.)  There have been veggies galore, and smoothies, and lots of homemade soups.  Lots of tea, hardly any coffee, lots of water, hardly any booze.  There have still been sweet treats kicking around, maybe even more than usual, but they've all been gluten free and 80% healthy. (There's the occasional bit of sugar and lots of butter everywhere...butter makes gluten-free breads totally edible, even when they're not perfect on their own.)

And, I've been walking.  Every day except one.  Not for too long, about 40 minutes total, but it's a damn sight better than doing nothing at all. The walking has actually been my favourite part...it's been so nice to get outside, and breathe in the fresh air, talk with a friend, and just get outside in the winter. 

Speaking of being outside in the winter, I want you to know that I can count on one hand how many windy night we've had down here.  Three.  The night that hurricane Sandy hit the east coast, the night of the Winter Solstice, and tonight.  When we have these windy days, I thank the earth for small blessings that brought us here, out of the wind.  Because on nights that it's windy down here, I know EXACTLY what it's like up there. On the Roof.  It's shake-the-rafters kinda windy.  Hang-onto-your-play-structure kind of windy.

And frankly, I'm over that shit.

That's all I have to say about the wind.  Thankful for small things, like the lack there-of.

Next topic - lets talk quick about 2013 and some goals:  Our big goals this year are to eat better, exercise more, and be generally more awesome.   We're already on it, and all the more awesome for it.

Now...one of my little goals has always been to do a project 365.  I think between trying to walk every day, and remembering to bring my phone to take a picture while I walk (which, really, that thing rarely leaves my pocket) and then posting a bunch of pictures at the end of the week, I have a decent shot of, like 80% success at a project 365 goal. 

So here it is: Week 1.  I hope you enjoy.  I sure am!

  

January 1st, westbound into the setting sun. 

 

January 2nd.  Homeward bound, in the dark.

 January 3rd.  Boys Club.  (Or rather, Jon and Marcy's garage!)

 

January 5th, close to home.

 January 6th, heading UP the hill...leaving me embarrassingly out of breath!

 

Today, January 7th, with my walking buddy.

This very random post is brought to you by the insanity of the first day back at school, and a very tired Mama.  Please excuse the mess!

The older he gets...

...the more precious these moments are.