Showing posts with label color festival. Show all posts
Showing posts with label color festival. Show all posts

Friday, April 12, 2013

But hey, at least the dishes are clean.

Thursday, I had the same day off as the husband and we planned ahead of time that it would be a day of cleaning. A day where the dishes that have been in the sink for over a month actually get washed and the toilets… you do not want to know the look of them. It was a word that is way worse the disgusting.

I was actually excited that we’d get this house back into order and when I woke up Thursday I went straight to the kitchen and put my purple cloves on and dug my hands in the dirty water that has been sitting there soaking the dishes over a month and empty it. The stench, oh the stench people was way out of control. Waaaay out of control. And the layer of mould… gross. G R O S S. Immediately my pregnant self loss control and I threw up on that same mouldy water. Sorry, but I did. You would have too. Hey I still stuck it out and kept going and the dishes well they are clean and I vowed to only use paper dishes from now on.

The husband took care of the toilets and vacuumed. Clean out the cat litter and smashed all of the soda cans. He took out the garbage and dug out my books from the garage so I could actually put them out my empty bookshelves.

And we did all this while Wyatt was at preschool. We then picked Wyatt up and headed to the travel agency to book our Disneyland Vacation for October. A month after I would be having the baby.

Originally it was going to be just Cody and Wyatt going but then the nice lady talked and it made me feel jealous so I convinced Cody that I could go too and that taking a maybe one month old wouldn't be that bad. I could do it! I mean I went back to work full time after 2 weeks after having a C-section with Wyatt and I also hiked for a week in Zion's last summer after I had emergency appendix surgery a week before. I could totally handle a 1 month old in Disney right?

Well as we headed home to go back and clean the rest of the house I choose to take Wyatt to a movie instead and Cody headed into work to close since he is short employees. So as I am typing this I currently have laundry still folded on the floor in the living room and more to fold smashed in a basket in the laundry and still more in the dryer. The dishes are clean but still need to put away so they are sitting on the counter. Wyatt’s toys are all over, some in each room and the books Cody got out for me well they are still in the box and my bookshelves are still empty. So the clean house I envision is still non-existent. But hey at least the dishes are clean.

Oh ps, I am slowly getting around to those who are new here. HIIIIIIIIIIII and HELLLOO!! Thanks for stopping by!!! and can I say I have some great posts coming up… my plans are to talk about raising a sensitive boy and the “brave badge” that helped him talk to people. Also to talk about a pooping issue we have been having. And a chore chart in the works and dare I say I am going to talk about where I am at in the pregnancy and also the fact that the husband refuses to choose a name. And how my work doesn't realize that I am 4 months away from not being in the HR office because of my maternity leave and what that means to them and how you should act doing an interview to actually get the job. So look out cause I will be blogging. I hope you stick around with me.

Okay, now I will leave you with a photo from my actually big girl camera! (wait, I still have it?) Cause no post is good with out pictures.

This is from the Color Festival where my camera decided that it would be a good idea not to work. Poo, so out of the 100+ photos this is the only one I could save that I actually like. I cried, when I got home and found out that really none turned out because of my card reader. But hey at least this one is of Wyatt. So enjoy.

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Saturday, March 9, 2013

Release me.

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Oh spring, release me from this coiled and constrained position. Move me swiftly into another world where the light is held on by the warmth and the grass tickles our toes and the clouds puff themselves up to show off their soft corners that need to be touched in just away, that air is the only thing that wont break them.

colorfestivalcopy6Thrust me forward to the days where popsicles melt and sticky fingers are the only way to where them on your hand. Where mud pies are the only pies we can eat and puddles beg to be jumped in.

colorfestivalcopy4Oh spring, spark you magic on the flowers to open their shells. I yearn to watch them bloom. Their soft petals carefully slide open to finally feel the air touch their skin while the rain thirsts to kiss their cheeks.colorfestivalcopy32

Let the birds sing sweetly, eagerly as they dart to and fro. Let the began take place. Let me rise, extend, birth into this new life where growth is just a matter of time.

colorfestivalcopy7Oh spring, release me from this coiled and constrained position. I need to stretch, bend, explode, move on from this winter monotonous routine. I am tired, bored, uninterested of these gloomy days where nothing but hopelessness surrounds us.

colorfestivalcopy31Oh spring where are you? I need, no yet demand that you come and take me where the light is held on by the warmth and the grass will in fact tickle our toes.colorfestivalcopy8

     

**NOTE: The poem I wrote today but these photos are from last years color festival which is coming up at the end of this month. I can not wait to actually get to be apart of it again this year. Hopefully it sparks my creativity again. I will be bringing Wyatt with me this year I hope he has a much fun I as I did last year.**

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Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Currently I am in a world wind.

Today something happened. Something bad, but something that I can not share do to my husbands wishes. Just know that it causes us to change how we operate things around here. It makes us think hard about what is important and it breaks our hearts that it came to this.

My husband is currently hiding in our room not wanting to talk about it. I am currently worried that it will cause more damage if he doesn't and Wyatt is sleeping.

The truth of the story has twisted way too many times which made me in the end believe my three year olds story because I am his mother and will do anything to protect him even if it has to make us change and cut curtain people from his life. Which is hard to do.

So currently I am in a world wind.

and I hope it ends soon.

Mean while please enjoy the rest of the pictures from the Festival of Colors.


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Monday, March 26, 2012

The chance to breath.


I lived the other day not for the chance to breath but to breath for the chance that was placed in front of me. Not only did I make sure that I came to the Festival of Colors to let go of all the stress I gathered through out the week but I came because there was no reason not too. colorfestivalcopy8colorfestivalcopy1

As I walked through the colored “zin-ful” crowd I found my self in a complete state of peace. I took long breaths, felt the warmth on my arms and I got lost in mind.

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All I wanted to do was capture that innocent bliss I saw over and over in the crowd that surrounded me. We were nothing but strangers who came together in such a way that it made me feel like we were family.colorfestivalcopy4colorfestivalcopy5

We came for the same reason.

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We came to let go, to be free, to live in the moment.

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We came to get away from everything that consumes life.

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But I came, raised my hands to the sky and wanted, more than all the world, I wanted to live, truly live.

And on this day, I did.

I truly lived.


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