Monday, February 28, 2011

A Different Ending (Part 2)

[This is Part 2 of a series of I'm not sure how many yet. Part 1 can be found here I fully realize that this is faaaaar more in-depth than most people care about, but I'm having a lot of fun going back over the past year and choosing photos and telling snippets of stories. I'm also realizing that some of these photos I uploaded to the computer and then never even looked at, so this is a good and much-needed chance to catch up and document our 2010. Thanks for bearing with me!]

Continued from Part 1...

Just as she felt like she was getting back to "regular" (read: not depressed) life, she got some sad, sad news. Her grandpa died, rather suddenly and unexpectedly, although thankfully her dad and uncle were there with him when he passed; this comforted her greatly. So she flew right across the country, home to Oregon, for his funeral.

And she took photos, because sometimes it is easier for her to have something else to focus on besides just the sad sad sadness. [She sometimes feels like a sponge that soaks up the emotions of the people around her and becomes overwhelmed with it all.]


She smiled and cried and laughed when she learned this was the hymn to be sung at the memorial service, because her grandpa loved and lived flowers. His entire backyard was a big flower garden, and he'd deliver bouquets of dahlias (pictured blurily in the background) all over town.


As sad as she was, though, she couldn't dwell too much on her sadness, because her nieces were also there and they are kind of live-in-the-moment, stay-on-your-toes-Aunty girls. So she helped them pick raspberries from their grandma's bushes in the backyard for their breakfast,


and she watched them play in the sprinkler in the afternoon.


Because she so rarely gets to be with her sister, her brother-in-law, and her own husband all at the same time (it had been years), her parents volunteered to hang out with the lovely kiddos the whole following day so the four of them could have adult siblings+spouses time in Portland.

It just so happened the the male members of this foursome really appreciate good beer, and Portland, Oregon, has really good beers on offer. So they headed out on a Beer Quest.


They drove all over town and tried a bunch of different beers.


She killed time while the boys shopped in beer stores the way she shops in art supply stores.


She found a very cool backwards painting on the wall of a bathroom, which appears the proper direction when seen in the mirror, and she fell even more in love with this brewery for having it.


And she laughed, a lot. She needed that, a lot.

She drove around with her husband, and appreciated the gorgeousness and "I am home"-ness of Oregon, from the views and the soft sunshine


to the flowers planted in her parents' front yard


and her aunt and uncles' garden.


She watched her aunt show her nieces how to dig potatoes, and remembered her grandma teaching her the same things oh so many years ago.


She really enjoyed the many bounties of Oregon in the summer and it made her heart glad.


Including, yes, her very favorite Pacific Northwest fresh, local, sustainable "fast food" place. [She might have eaten here for many meals.]


She hung out with family a lot. Her cousin invited them over for a pool party, which her nieces loved.


She visited her grandma, grandpa, and aunt, and finally got an (albeit very silly) photo of the four redheads in the family. :)

Aunt, Sister, Grandma, her.

Her unexpected trip home to Oregon happened to coincide with a bridal shower for her best friend, so she got to attend it and fulfill some Bridesmaid duty.


She sipped on yummy pretty drinks (and ate yummy food), and wrote down who gave which gifts, and took a photo of her bestie with her mom and grandma... three generations of the ass-kickin'est ladies you ever met.


[Since she didn't know she'd be able to attend this shower she had already made and sent a gift, pictured below.]


She soaked up all the time with her nieces that she could, including going to the park (the same park she used to play so many years ago, although the play structures are much cooler now)...


... and going to Enchanted Forest with them. It was still as much fun as she remembered from when she was a kid (and it hadn't changed nearly as much as the park had).


She ran through the Crooked House with them,


but she let them go into the Rabbit Hole on their own.


And then, just like that, her trip was over, and she had to say her sad goodbyes and fly home.

Leaving Oregon.

[For like a minute.]

To be continued....

Saturday, February 26, 2011

A Different Ending (Part 1)

[I wrote this entire post in July of last year but didn't ever publish it because life happened (or, more specifically, a death happened) and then I had even more to catch up on, which will come in later posts. Hopefully soonish.]

Once upon a time there was a girl who blogged.

One day she finished writing a blog post, and it was the longest and most difficult post she'd ever written. Nervous and afraid, she hit "Publish" and was soon overwhelmed with the most amazing support she'd ever, ever known.

And no one ever heard from her again.

That story sucks.

Let's try again...

Once upon a time there was a girl who blogged.

One day she finished writing a blog post, and it was the longest and most difficult post she'd ever written. Nervous and afraid, she hit "Publish" and was soon overwhelmed with the most amazing support she'd ever, ever known.

Five days later, in the midst of processing all these new feelings and figuring out how to respond to all the amazing and personal and supportive comments and e-mails she received, she walked downstairs into the basement to blog and stepped into a puddle of water. In the carpet. [From a broken and flowing and flowing and flowing water heater.]

It could have been a lot worse. It was a really stressful couple of days and the timing was lousy, but could have been a lot worse. But she couldn't dwell on it too long, because she had a lot to do; she was preparing for a trip!

All the stress was forgotten when she and her husband arrived in Puerto Rico and realized that this was the view from their hotel room!


In Puerto Rico they hiked in a rain-forest...


... up a mountain...


... spotted the gorgeous (green!!!) bird that was chirping back and forth overhead...


... and found beauty in ordinary things.


She tried the local cuisine...


... and wondered why in the world she had to wait until age 34 to have spiced meat wrapped in mashed potatoes and then deep fried.


[I mean, really. There might not be a more perfect food for her.]

She explored Old San Juan...


... until she felt broken down and battered by the hot hot sun...


... and was forced to stop for some refreshment. It was the right thing to do.


She went night kayaking to a bio-luminescent bay...


... and took photos upside-down over her head...


... and handed a stranger her camera to take a photo...


... [right before she hurried back to the hotel to take a shower because she was secretly kind of freaked out about the microscopic bio-luminescent creatures that were splashed all over her].

She made friends at the hotel pool (and made him practically purr)...


... and walked on the beach...


... and celebrated her 10th wedding anniversary, wondering both where the time has gone and how--and who!--she ever was without him.


And then she had to come home.

[For like a minute.]

She had to go shopping (she hates shopping).


Because she (and her husband) turned right around and flew to New Orleans after getting stuck overnight in Memphis!

Where she attended a welcome dinner in the French Quarter, a Bridal Shower Tea at a fancy hotel, a Bachelorette party [in a place--she's not kidding--called Cooter Brown's]...


... and a gorgeous wedding and reception...


... and a Bayou Brunch...


... where she finally got a photo of all six of the cousins together.


And then she flew home. Again.

[For like a minute. Again.]

She appreciated Spring in her own yard...


... and on her street...


... and in D.C....


... where she felt very fancy indeed going to happy hour in The District like a real live Grown-Up.


She made and mailed out Mother's Day orders...


...and designed a necklace for an artist workshop and took pre-orders and pounded out orders like a crazy (but very grateful) person.


Then she packed up some art supplies and drove south to North Carolina and Inspired Artist Workshop, where she got gloriously messy hanging out with friends and...


... playing with painted mosaics...


... and watercolor crayons...


... and fun paper for making art journals with Pam Garrison...


... and crazy fun experimental mini-books with the absolutely adorable CD Muckosky...


... and melted beeswax with Suze Weinberg...


... and rainbows of paint...


...and teaching people how to make jewelry beads for a fun necklace...


... and even a new sculpture material. [The lady she was supposed to make freaked her out so she made a tree, instead, even though she was told not to. Because she's a rebel like that.]

*cough crappy cell phone photo cough*

Then.

Then, she came home.

And sat still for the first time in [how many photos now?] a long time.

And she realized that she was very sad; very, very sad. [She just hadn't really realized because she'd been so busy.]

So, she took it easy on herself. She cut herself a lot of slack and tried to be gentle with herself, like she'd be with a good friend. She read books and took long, long, hot, hot baths and reset her standards to Low Easily Attainable.

And still. She was really, really sad.

So, she started doing all the things They say are mood elevators. And she called a counselor.

And slowly, slowly. Oh. so. slowly.

She started feeling. Better.

Somewhere along the way, and kind of much to her own surprise, she became a runner.


[She sincerely believes the running played a big part in feeling better.]

She started creating again, including invitations for a Kentucky Derby-themed bridal shower...


... and a plain canvas bag she got at Inspired...


... she even got out the sewing machine!


[She is now in love with ruffles.]

And she made some new jewelry... like the Act Love Walk necklace...

Micah 6:8: "And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God."

... and the Infinity necklace...


...and the Eclipse earrings...


She celebrated her husband's birthday by going hiking with him, and she tried not to freak out when he did this...

He's holding up three fingers on one hand and five on the other. The big 35.

... while she herself stuck to less precipitous heights...


... and enjoyed the gorgeous weather...


... and dozens of beautiful butterflies.


To be continued...