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About robynbird

I've been a writer since I could hold a pencil in my hand. I'm learning new and wonderful things about myself through my writing and realized it isn't enough just to write it down, I need to share it. What I have to say may not be Earth shattering, but it is filled with love and I hope it moves those who read it.

a tune for Tuesday vol 119

I freaking LOVE this Neighborhood song!
This is Stargazing from the record, Chip Chrome & The Mono-Tones
I’m curious what y’all think about it, so have a listen and let me know.

Please listen responsibly.

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Sunday morning at the home site 4.11.21

As you can see, we’re still waiting for windows on the second and fourth floors. Apparently the black ones for the front of the house are on backorder.
But, we do have a ton of interior doors and trim in our garage, and they fixed the lights in the dining room. So that’s a win.


We have a stoop now, that means people can come visit us and get easily into the house.

First coat of paint is on the walls and I couldn’t be happier about how bright the space looks!
Navy cabinets will ground the space and we’ll bring in color and texture into our house with furniture, art, textiles, and plant life.

And the excitement builds!

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Birdie water is best water, or pros and cons of Baby K living at her own house

Thing 1, Husband N, and Baby K came to have dinner with us yesterday.
After hugs and kisses, the first thing that kid did was grab my water and chug it.
Apparently Birdie water is best water.

This lead to a bit of a joke that I’d make a pro and con list about Baby K living at her own house. Throughout the evening, each of the adults would randomly say “Pro” or “Con” and what began as an off the cuff remark became a reality.
Yep, I made a list.

Let me say this before I share it with y’all, my heart has disappointment that I don’t get to see my grandbaby every single day. But, there is a completely new kind of joy in seeing her.
A perfect example: last night, she and I played a game in which she ‘put me to bed’. She placed a pillow on the floor and gently pushed me and said, “Go to sleep.” When I laid my head on the pillow she squatted down and kissed me. Then I pretended to snore. My signal to wake was her tickling my foot. I giggled dramatically and sat up, saying “You tickled my foot to wake me up!”
She laughed and the game started all over again.
At one point her gentle pushes to get me to lie on the pillow became rough and then she was pushing my on my face. I told her, “I don’t like when you push so hard on my face. I will play with you, but please stop pushing me.”
She stopped and looked at me then went around me to point at the pillow and said, “Go to sleep!”
We had an accord.
A bit later I shifted the way my body was ‘sleeping’. I rolled onto my belly and bent my knees, touching my feet together then I fake snored my ass off.
Apparently me moving my body changed the game because she began walking around me going, “Hmm.”
Then she pulled my feet apart and began to climb up my back starting at my bottom. She did this several times, ‘falling’ off me at different places and in different ways.
Her giggles were off the charts, and she was mad as hell when her mommy told her it was time to go home.

Because I didn’t spend the entire day with her I had so much more energy to really play with her!
That is worth every single minute of us living in two different houses. Well, that and the fact that the drive is now forty-five minutes instead of eleven hours.

Here’s my pro and con list.
PROS
things that can be left out and remain safe:
drinks
remotes
reading glasses
pens
notebooks
bookmarks remain in books
(for the most part) everything remains tidy
reading more
doing less laundry
lack of flying food and dishes
folded laundry remains folded
more energy for play

CONS
not hearing toddler feet running down the hall
lack of random hugs and kisses
not having legit excuse for watching a shit-ton of Disney
hearing her say, “Papa”
watching YBW’s face when she says, “Papa”
not playing
not reading to her
not rocking with her before bed
not snuggling
not hearing new words as they come
not watching new skills as they develop
she has to leave to go home
I have to leave to go home

Truth be told, there is more good, more joy, and more opportunity for a new and different sort of closeness because my daughter and her family live in their own house, but I sure do miss receiving random kisses throughout my days.

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adapting here and adapting there

Thing 1, Husband N, Baby K, and their two dogs officially began living in their new house April first. (no foolin’)
YBW took the day off work. We loaded up four vehicles with the last of their things, and off we went.

Baby K has a big girl bed with the most amazing (to her) Moana duvet cover! She’s so tiny in that full size bed, but it’s the cutest thing you’ve ever seen.
In the few days they’ve been there, Thing 1 and Husband N are getting settled in their room, and setting up work space for Husband N who only goes into the office two days a week.
Thing 1 built a kitchen table and chairs and a small storage island too.

After being at the house, YBW and I went out Easter Sunday for a visit.
Baby K came out of her house squealing and shouting, PAPA! BEEEE! (for Birdie) and running to hug us. That did YBW’s heart good, he’s missed his little granddaughter.

That girl had such fun hunting for eggs for the first time out in her brand new yard.

Her mommy found eggs big enough to hold Bluey characters, Moana and Frozen stickers, and even toddler-safe nail polish

color: Berry Sweet

It was so beautiful outside, we just had to sit on the porch and check out her loot! She’s holding her Bluey and singing to her.

After her egg hunt, she sat snuggled in her Papa’s lap before letting him take her to bed for her nap.
They’re coming to our house Wednesday afternoon and staying for dinner. If y’all could have seen the grin on my husband’s face!

My Momma heart is chock full of joy for my girl setting up her home.
I honestly think unpacking and getting settled is harder and more stressful than actually moving all your things. They’re making it work. Husband N goes through a space and cleans it well before Thing 1 begins to unpack. They’re working together to create their home in that precious little house.
My Birdie heart is chock full of joy that my grandbaby is so excited to see me that she runs into my arms when I arrive at her new house.

I thought I would feel so sad when they moved. I don’t really.
I mean, I miss seeing them every day, but I know they’re just a forty-five minute drive away. And when I see them in their new space, creating a home that works for them, I feel pride and joy.
When I’m home and I don’t hear a little voice saying, “Papa!” as she runs down the hall, I’m not sad like I expected, I’m grateful we had that time. Of course, when I’ve got a drink on the table and she doesn’t come over and snag it and chug it down as fast as she can then run away, I’m super happy she’s at her house.

We’re adapting here.
They’re adapting there.
It is as it is.
It is as is should be.
And I am content in my grateful life.

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a tune for Tuesday vol 118

My love of Vampire Weekend is loud and proud. Rostam Batmanglij is a founding member and produced their first three albums before he went on to other things.
Some of these other things include Changephobia a new record with a June 4 release date.
Check out this track and let me know what you think.
Here’s 4Runner by Rostam.

Please listen responsibly.

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Sunday morning at the home site 4.4.21

Sunny and warm on Easter morning at ‘the house’ this week.
All the brick is finished. Of course, one of the front windows is now broken, so it’s always something, right?

garage

The entire house is drywalled now!

main level

Mike and Josie met us at the house this week. We haven’t seen each other since Labor Day weekend and it was wonderful to hug our friends after so long!
(three of us have had both our covid vaccines and the other has had their first with the second scheduled for Monday next)

Y’all this house becomes more real each week! Soon though, it’ll be locked up and we won’t be able to wander around it on Sunday mornings. But soon enough after that we’ll spend each Sunday morning there, and we couldn’t be happier!

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a tune for Tuesday vol 117

Every single time I hear this song I feel so much dang joy!
Check out this fun vid for Hold Me Down by The Happy Fits
Let me know what y’all think!

Please listen responsibly.

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Sunday morning at the home site 3.28.21

We have brick on the front of our house, y’all!

And the stacking doors are finally in the living room.

The bathrooms are beginning to come together.

hall bath

main bath shower

We found a couple of problems at our pre-drywall inspection meeting, all of which will be fixed to our specifications.
The sales team sent their weekly email yesterday. Looks like drywall installation is scheduled to begin the end of this week/beginning of next week.
At this point, we’re just waiting on the letter with the final walkthrough and settlement dates.

OHMYGOODNESS!!

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would you rather – partie treize

have a bottomless box of Legos or a bottomless gas tank
Bottomless gas tank.
Oh the place’s I’ll go…

have unlimited sushi for life or unlimited tacos for life

go back to age 5 with everything you know now or know now everything your future self will learn
I’m not sure five year old anyone is capable of managing the emotional weight of knowing what adult them knows. I’m choosing knowing now what future me will know.

see what was behind every closed door or be able to guess the combination of every safe on the first try
While it sounds kind of cool, in reality, how much access do or will I have to random safes? But I come across doors every day of my life. I choose doors.

have all your clothes fit perfectly or have the most comfortable pillow, blankets, and sheets in existence
Perfectly fitted clothes all day every day.

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a tune for Tuesday vol 116

I’ve been listening to Orange Light for a few months now and can’t shake my like for it.
It has a bit of Yardbirds vibe about it with that twangy 1960s sounding guitar, but also a quite modern sensibility.

Check out this 2014 track from Cool Ghouls album A Swirling Fire Burning Through The Rye.
Let me know what y’all think.

Please listen responsibly.

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