I have so many ideas for the New Experiment, I'm already starting to daydream about quitting my job and writing/homesteading/cooking/gardening/testing green products/having babies full time!
Whoa Whoa Whoa.... babies? Let's clarify, "having" and "giving birth to" are different in my mind. And by babies, I guess I mean kiddos generally. But yes, somehow in this bleak winter grossness, I'm letting my brain flirt with ideas about nesting and family generally.
Yeah, that sort of snuck up on me too. I'm sort of swirling. Like I opened the floodgates. Peeked inside Pandora's box. Created a monster. You name it, I've got a cliche to describe it. There are a lot of pregnant people and families working towards adoption in my life right now - maybe it is a proximity thing?
I don't know. I'm not going to spend too much time on that today. Because I have other more immediate ideas to try to fit into my hands at the moment. Like how to re-arrange my kitchen to better accommodate all the cooking I am going to have to do to really eat the way I want to eat. And how I have only one week from today to get the new Blog ready to launch. And how I really REALLY just want to go home and take a nap with AugDog, and I'm not feeling 100% well. And how we somehow keep managing to blow our budget every month, so how the heck are we ever going to save up for the house with the yard and garden and garage and low-flow toilets I really want?
Grrr...
But on a funny and related note, I'm also going to have to figure out how to start making important changes in my life without becoming Debbie Downer. Take yesterday, for example. Colleagues were all oohing and aaahhing over the beautiful roses that some received at work for Valentine's Day. Everybody knows that I LOVE flowers, and asked if Hubs had gotten me any special Valentine's flowers. I could have just said, no, we decided not to do any gifts this year. But instead I told the truth, which was that he asked me if I would like flowers for the holiday, and I said no, I'd rather he not spend the 600% markup on V-day flowers that undoubtedly had to be imported from Central or South America and were harvested by ill-treated workers, many of them women. But that he is welcome to get me some seasonal, local flowers, or some winter-loving bulbs to grow our own indoors, any time he likes.
Whaaa-waaaaahhhhhh
There is a time for awareness, and there is a time to stop and smell the roses. Even if they are tainted with pesticides and leave a much bigger carbon footprint than any of us care to think about. Because they are beautiful, and were sent with love.
And I would be lying if I pretended I was not at all jealous of the "curtains and fountains of roses" and other sweet-smelling flowers that I got to enjoy from afar this year. I was jealous. And I did run my fingers along some tissue-thin ranunculus petals at a florist this weekend, and I did heave a sigh.
And if you can name that super-obscure Hallmark Hall-of-Fame movie quote about curtains of roses, I'll send you some sort of prize.
2 comments:
okay. so this is completely embarrassing b/c i've been blog-stalking and you totally don't know who i am.
but the secret garden (hallmark hall of fame version) was one of my absolute favorite movies growing up. particularly that quote...because she randomly sounds british. like, out of no where.
and suddenly, secretly blog-stalking or not, i had to speak up.
Hey Alisa! Your comment made my day. Thanks for coming out of hiding to correctly guess The Secret Garden! I blog-stalk plenty of blogs. No shame. Just awesome participation points for you. Thanks for reading.
Secret Garden was totally one of my very favorite movies as a kid, and I now own it on DVD. And seriously, what is with the on-again-off-again accent? So weird.
I'd be happy to send you the promised prize - I actually have something in mind - if you'd like to send me an email with your address. You can email me at jillwiles@hotmail.com if you'd like :)
Fun! The first JesusFish contest was a success.
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