collecting my reflections

In the last month I’ve had a house full of daughters, a son-in-law, and one sweet baby.
Organized and hosted the most wonderful party to celebrate Baby K.

welcome to the Bubbly & Baby to celebrate Baby K

Who’s that baby?
a guessing game

yummies and goodies

a monogrammed cake was one of my ‘must haves’

*all photos credited to Thing 2 and used with permission*

I spent precious time with my girls.
We shopped. Visited with friends. Attended a party to celebrate a friend’s daughter going away to college.

Yesterday, I made the long journey home from GA where I left Thing 1 and Baby K at home. (Husband N was here for two weeks and returned home empty handed, while Thing 1 and Baby K stayed here with us for another two weeks.)

Now here I am, daughter-less and baby-less, which I don’t love in the least.
But, the truth of the matter is I’m content to be me.

I didn’t write in my journal or for this blog in all that time.
I was so busy living in the moment, I didn’t take the time for reflections.
My reflections are shooting out all over the place and I’m racing to collect them.
I need a bit of time with my journal for sure.

I’ve finished the first half of my thesis paper. I’m meeting with the course adviser this afternoon to create a plan to proceed with the second half. My plan is to submit the finished paper by the end of the month. I’ll be OK if it comes back for revision because my term doesn’t end until September 30th. That gives me another whole month to make sure all I’ve dotted all the i(s) and crossed all the t(s). And then I’m finished.

I’m a bit overwhelmed even thinking about all the time that will free up.
How will I spend it?
I don’t want to waste any more time.
I mean, I’ll waste some time, cause I like to watch the TV occasionally, you know?
I want to use my time successfully.
For the betterment of me.
For my own personal pleasure.

I’ll get about that soon enough, right now I’m going to take a moment to miss little nugget of deliciousness.

OK, baby fix, check.
Time to move on to collecting my reflections and planning how to spend my time.
I’ve got this!

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a tune for Tuesday vol 38

YBW requested I share Caroline Polachek as a tune for Tuesday.
This is her song, Door.
I hope y’all like it!

Please listen responsibly.

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a tune for Tuesday vol 37

Adore this band!
Love this song but not as much the vid.
Here’s The Killer with The Man.

Please listen responsibly.

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a tune for Tuesday vol 36

Check out Of Monsters and Men.
This is Alligator.

Please listen responsibly.

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a tune for Tuesday vol 35

Check out MISSIO, I really dig them!
This is I See You.

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a tune for Tuesday vol 34

I love when this song comes on the radio!
Here’s The Head and The Heart with Missed Connection.

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magic or illusion

I saw this post on Beau’s Instagram and it rang true in me.

How many people have you encountered that are magic?
How many people have you encountered that are just illusions of magic?
My suspicion is more of the later.

People who are just the illusion of magic are the worst! Most times they’re simply reflecting your own magic back at you. Of course you can’t see that happening because you’re being dazzled by the magic. You don’t realize you’re being dazzled by your own damn magic!
Sometimes it’s actually worse than that. Sometimes these just illusion people are actually leeching your magic.
Though, to be perfectly honest, I think that’s when you begin to realize that something is amiss. It’s not exactly as it seems. You’re experiencing the drain of your own magic therefore you’re much less dazzled than if your magic is simply being reflected back at you.

I know some people who are magic.
Chock full of magic. Magic coming off them in waves. Even if their magic isn’t turned all the way on.
You know, some of the most magical people don’t even realize the extent of their own magic.
Perhaps that’s what makes them magic?

I know some people who are just illusions of magic.
Chock full of smoke and mirrors. Bullshit coming off them in waves. Even if their bullshit isn’t turned all the way on.
These are the least magical people, and they’re so desperate to appear magical they’ll stop at nothing to keep up appearances.
Poseurs.
But skilled. These illusionists can pass themselves off as the real thing.

Can a ‘trained eye’ distinguish the difference between actual magic and the illusion of magic? I honestly don’t know the answer to that. I do know that once you’ve experienced a few illusionists, you learn to better spot real magic.

I’ve always believed there’s a bit of magic down deep in each of us.
I find myself wondering if magic or just the illusion of magic comes down to intent.
Is real magic simply happening in your daily goings on?
Is the illusion of magic is caused by manipulation of that tiny nugget of magic to elicit some sort of response?

Some people are magic, others are just the illusion of it.
Powerfully thought provoking words for me this morning.

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a tune for Tuesday vol 33

Loving this new girl on the alt music scene!
Here’s Clairo with her debut song Bags.

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little surprise for me

YBW brought in the mail the other day and stood at the kitchen island opening it.
A moment later, he handed me this:

Yes, I squealed!
Yes, I clapped like a little girl!
Yes, I jumped up and down while I did it!

What a sweet surprise!
And I was surprised!
I asked him if he wanted to go with me to see them and he declined. He texted me from his office the day they went on sale asking if I wanted him to buy tickets, I declined. I didn’t want to drag him to see a band he’s only mildly interested in.
Turns out he had other plans.

I’ve adored Vampire Weekend since their debut album in 2008!
They remain in constant rotation in my music.
I’m so excited!

What a thoughtful gift from my husband.
He knows what I love and he wants me to be able to have as much of it as I can.
His kindness never ceases to amaze me.
I’m so grateful. Not just for this lovely gift, but for him simply being himself.

What a wonderful way to end the Summer!

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sweet birthday baby

Today I’m celebrating twenty-two years of Thing 2!
Even though she’s all grown up, she’s still my sweet baby.
Y’all, she’s only sweet a portion of the time, and she’s not at all a baby. But she is mine, and I love her more than the moon and the stars!

Thing 2 is doing the hard work of figuring out how to be an adult in this world. And however much she feels like she’s getting her ass handed to her, she’s actually making more progress than she realizes.
She’s one of those stubborn sort of girls, the ones who sometimes can’t seem to get out of their own way. (I wonder where she gets that…?) She is sometimes crippled by her own inability to make and trust a decision. She sometimes feels overwhelmed and defeated. But she’s tenacious. She keeps at it. She’s doing the day to day and eventually that will make a dent in the large and looming future.
I worry for her.
But I have faith in her.
She can do it! This thing called life.
She can do it because she’s chock full of muchness.

It seems strange to think of her as my sweet little baby, she hasn’t been that for so long. She’s her, you know? She’s a girl doing her best to live her life. She’s the daughter to two people who haven’t made her life terribly easy. She’s a sister. She’s a friend. She’s a lover. Now she’s an auntie!
In addition to her being all those things, she’s simply herself. I sometimes wonder if she feels like being herself is enough.
I believe it is. I hope she does too!

I won’t be able to smother her with hugs and kisses today, but I will twelve days from now when I collect her at the airport!
The idea of celebrating her in person brings me such joy!

Here’s a photo I absolutely adore.
Thing 2 deep in thought where the sea kisses the shore.
Can you see her muchness?

circa 2003 on the pier at Folly

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