Oh, Fall. It's funny because I have been soaking up every moment of autumn around these parts. It's been EXCEPTIONALLY awesome. Warm, but crisp. Sunny, but enough depth to the sky. Cinnamon, but with Chai. Pumpkin, but rusted perfect. AND THE LEAVES! Oh, wow. Normally there is some kind of freakish wind that blows the magic of Fall away... but not yet. Not this time around. We are suspended in the beauty of change.
And then it occured to me - that so am I. There is a season to everything and with the onset of Baby3 - the winds of change are a 'blowing. Into our schedules. My work. My time. Our rooms. Our life. It's been paralyzing me a bit and I woke up today deciding to embrace it. CHANGE IS DOABLE. There hasn't been a change in my life that I haven't been able to recover from... so here we go. Full on. Decide + go. Waffling + wading is not for me.
Today: no excuses. I have been making lists like a lunatic and not really getting to anything. NOT. TODAY. BOYS. Off I go with more to report.
Hey relations! Because I am not great at distributing photos to relatives + friends - this is the best chance I have at attempting an update. Here are the girls in September 2010. They are sugar + spice. They are fire + brimstone. They are yin + yang. They are fire + ice. They are pleasant + full of sweetness UNTIL THEY JUST AREN'T ANYMORE. We have some of the sweetest moments + some of the loudest, most funniest-home-video cat fights around. It's the kind of storm that's really fascinating WHEN YOU DRIVE BY 10KMs AWAY. Being in the centre is sometimes a little overwhelming... but still we laugh. Sort of.
The girl tribe and I had a spontaneous painting party in my studio yesterday afternoon and Penn took care of breaking in my carpet. I now have brand new wheat coloured berber with Payne's Grey smuttered all over the place. Hey - if you're gonna smutter Payne's Grey is my favourite colour so GO NUTS. The carpet truly must go. They paintings (on the other hand) were brilliant. Penn is at my favourite paintings stage. She just attacks the page. Pilot is past that and working systemaically at covering the entire paper with colour. VERY INTERESTING stuff. I will post our new creations when I get them framed. I'm CONTEMPLATING inviting the girls back to floor3 to add more colour to their work.
Today: The girls and I are going to try to figure out something new and FALL-like to do. OH HOW I WISH THEY COULD KNIT or do something productive like that. I might just settle for collecting leaves and popping in to Tiber River for some new soaps. WE. WILL. SEE. Pumpkin cookies are good, too.
Cinnamon awesome. If you drive down our street today it looks like this. FALL IS IN FULL EFFECT. This is our street yesterday in some pretty darn glorious Fall weather. Cinnamon + Uggs. Sunshine + goodness. Sunshine + goodness. I just keep reminding myself of the awesome that is RIGHT NOW while the things that are beyond my control take a toll on my schedule and my TO-DO lists and the little things that I depend on to get myself by.
It's plum crazy that September is coming to a close.Sigh. My favourite month and it went by like lightning. Oh, well. I have been indulging in spicy chai lattes and warm boots and thick sweaters and ART. Yup. I've been creating up a storm. I'll share soon. I'm also on the verge of putting my art studio together and making lists and checking them twice. I'll share that soon, too. Baby3 is coming in a little less than 120 days. Which means this mama is going to be speeding up for at least 4 months to prepare. And by prepare I really just mean BRACE MYSELF. In a good way.
For now I am going to: - take my husband on a date to David's Tea for Fall tastes - treat myself to a pedicure - have a nap so I can shake this cold - play with powertools until my art studio has shelves where I need them - finish the murals in the girls rooms - finish a painting or two for the main floor - try not to worry about my extra weight and whale-like appearance - be creative about getting that pilates reformer onto the third floor so post-baby I am ready to roll.
Today: FRIDAY and there is art to create. My studio will be a FRICKIN' FLURRY of activity. HARDCORE. At least until 4:30 when our awesome nanny has to go home. Happy Weekending.
On the days where it's just me and my girl tribe - we do a lot of nothing special. I like these days the best. We race cars and paint nails and play a little wrestle-mania with Norm. We have hip-hop dance parties. We usually brush our teeth four or five times. We end up baking something which starts out fun and ends up stressul because they are throwing flour all over the place and eating fistfuls of batter. But, that's okay, too. I am constantly amazed by the level of conversation you can have with two toddlers AND JUST HOW MUCH THEY PICK UP ON. Every now and then I need to remind myself that groceries are not important and we should just chill more often. Who cares if we have nothing to eat but cans of beans and expired yogurt.
PS. matching socks are for nerds and Pilot recently spent some quality time with her Uncle Kam which always leaves her wearing his football team's green + white colours for MONTHS afterwards. Go figure.
Today: We are baking + cleaning. We are heading to the park and working on our naps and probably having a couple of cat fights. Nothing a little dance-party can't cure. That's for sure. I am starting to get in the work-a-day play-a-day rhythm that has thus far been totally making me insane. We have visitors in the afternoon and I'm going to see if I can't turn that into a kid + pizza party (Trina - you in?). A girl can dream.
Hi Norman. This little dog was thoroughly entertaining us last night. He's got a mile of personality. We decided to throw him in the tub for a bath because he smelled like sickness. It was his first indoor bath and he sat right down and soaked in the warm sudsy water like a fat bastard would. I mean that in the nicest way because he's a little chubby. Crash hates to get wet so I am not used to a dog rolling on his back for a junk rub in a bubble bath. It was funny. He loved his bath. The girls loved that we threw him in their old bath water. Crash loved that it wasn't him in the tub. It was a fun old time at house90 with lots of shrieks and laughs. When Norman get out of the tub he was all fired up and looking back on it - I guess I shouldn't have encouraged the sillies, but IT'S SO CUTE and HE'S SO FUNNY...
Or at least he was until he raced up onto Penn's bed and had an over-excited pee all over her animals, comforter and pillows. Oh, NORMAN!!!
Today: creating + cathing up (and finishing all the extra laundry). The girls caught some wicked nasty flu colds on the weekend and have been miserable. As much as I thought my pregnant super-power would get me through unscathed - I have it now. It borders on SUCK so I'm laying low and drinking tea. Not bad for a Wednesday.
There is a lot of stuff going on in my studio right now. Actually - I still feel a little funny calling it a studio because it's really just a third floor packed with junk. SO many boxes living in a random plan. BUT I DIGRESS. Here's a look at the stuff that's on my desk or in my thoughts right now.
I feel like I'm getting stuff accomplished. I LOVE FALL!
Today: We are going to hit up the bakery and go leaf collecting before we come home and do some updated and radical modern art paintings. The girls are TOTALLY going to wreck my studio carpet and because Dan doesn't seem to mind when they are destructive - this will be my bargaining chip when I vie to have the flooring switched up. Yes!
Oh cute! Pilot had her first ballet lesson in the weekend and it was pretty cool. She's too young to register for class so the school is making an exception because she seems ready. I am so happy about it. SHE LOVED IT. It was pretty amazing to see her and her friends (and Penn!) giggling and getting ready for class. Oh man. Twenty mini ballerinas is almost too much cuteness to bear. She buzzed into the dance studio pretty oblivious to the fact that she was leaving her dad and mama in the dust and I think it broke Dan's heart. But this mana's heart was triple arm pumping our brave the little soul because she was not afraid. Way to go little heart. Keep this as part of your spirit. Penn was not as happy to be left on the outside of the door, but took it like a champ. Ballet was so fun!
Watching the girls interact has been pretty amazing lately. Man, they are two distinct and radical personalities.
Today: This is a busy week with so much creating and creativity that I might bust up into a million pieces. It's good. It's hopping. My studio is looking worse instead of better, but I will just have to get over that and resign to the fact that I'm not all that neat, tidy or organized. Whatever. GOOD. THINGS. HAPPEN. HERE. Lots of good posts this week as it has begun to look like fall - stay tuned!