Friday, March 27, 2009
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes. . .
I'm sure all three of my loyal readers have been wondering where I've been. There is a lot going on in PoetMama land. Two very major changes are simultaneously occurring. I have not had the time or inspiration for blogging. The two very major life changes are as follows:
1. I'm expecting. What you may ask am I expecting? There are many things I expect out of life - joy, love and inspiration to name a few. But I am expecting something much bigger than that. I am expecting my second child around the last week in November/first week in December.
I have not blogged about this because I am not one of those mommy bloggers who finds pleasure in blogging about gory gynecological details. I tend to be a rather private person which puts me at odds with the whole concept of blogging to begin with. But I still enjoy this blog as an outlet for creative expression. So there you have it. Oh yeah, and I have already had an amnio and found out that it's another girl. Woohoo! Can you say "hand-me-down clothes!"
2. We are moving. Yes, after ten years in the same stunning Studio City apartment we are finally moving to an adorable little duplex in Burbank. I am very excited about the new place. There are lots of fruit trees growing in the yard; lemon, tangerine and grapefruit. It has more square footage and it is a very peaceful neighborhood with many young children as neighbors. The only problem is that moving does not mix well with being five months pregnant (and being the primary care provider for a 3 1/2 year old.) I am exhausted and it is taking a will of steel to get through this. I know it will be worth it in the end. We so desperately needed a change and this place came along like a diamond in the rough. We will be completely out of our old place by August 4th. We have not yet figured out our Internet service yet so there may be a brief period when we are without Internet. How will we survive?!?! I do look forward to getting settled into the new place and getting a new comfort zone established. It will also allow me to fully explore my hormonal nesting instincts. Needless to say, I won't be blogging for awhile but I will eventually be back with new adventures - toward the end of August. Wish me good luck and good juju. Hope you are enjoying your summer, whatever it may bring you.
1. I'm expecting. What you may ask am I expecting? There are many things I expect out of life - joy, love and inspiration to name a few. But I am expecting something much bigger than that. I am expecting my second child around the last week in November/first week in December.
I have not blogged about this because I am not one of those mommy bloggers who finds pleasure in blogging about gory gynecological details. I tend to be a rather private person which puts me at odds with the whole concept of blogging to begin with. But I still enjoy this blog as an outlet for creative expression. So there you have it. Oh yeah, and I have already had an amnio and found out that it's another girl. Woohoo! Can you say "hand-me-down clothes!"
2. We are moving. Yes, after ten years in the same stunning Studio City apartment we are finally moving to an adorable little duplex in Burbank. I am very excited about the new place. There are lots of fruit trees growing in the yard; lemon, tangerine and grapefruit. It has more square footage and it is a very peaceful neighborhood with many young children as neighbors. The only problem is that moving does not mix well with being five months pregnant (and being the primary care provider for a 3 1/2 year old.) I am exhausted and it is taking a will of steel to get through this. I know it will be worth it in the end. We so desperately needed a change and this place came along like a diamond in the rough. We will be completely out of our old place by August 4th. We have not yet figured out our Internet service yet so there may be a brief period when we are without Internet. How will we survive?!?! I do look forward to getting settled into the new place and getting a new comfort zone established. It will also allow me to fully explore my hormonal nesting instincts. Needless to say, I won't be blogging for awhile but I will eventually be back with new adventures - toward the end of August. Wish me good luck and good juju. Hope you are enjoying your summer, whatever it may bring you.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Friday, June 13, 2008
Happy Friday The 13th To You
May your day be strangely filled with good fortune. Actually I have always considered Friday the 13th to be kind of a lucky day, like an "anything can happen" kind of day. May good luck cross your path today.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
For Your Entertainment - Alternate Lives I'd Like to Lead
For as long as I can remember I've wanted to be a Weeki Wachee Mermaid. I used to keep this postcard taped to my desk:
The back reads "Weeki Wachee - Spring of the Mermaids - World's original and only all underwater theatre. Florida's most exciting and amazing attraction. The Mermaids perform under water for thirty long minutes! You must see it to believe it! Located on U.S. 19 at Florida 50; sixty miles north of St. Petersburg."
Alas, some dreams we must give up after a certain time. But I still hope to visit someday.
Saturday, June 07, 2008
Polaroid Manifesto
This mercury retrograde period has gotten me a little funked, folks. The focus has somehow been on a period of my life 10 years ago, in 1998. It has involved a lot of strange dreams, memories and re connections from that time period. I decided to let myself go with it. It's good to reflect sometimes. I found this Polaroid which was taken on January 1, 1998 - New Years Day. This is one of the top 5 Polaroids I have taken in my life - mostly due to the emotional symbolism of that day. Here it is:
I was in the car driving back from Carbondale, IL after a rowdy and infused night of New Year's Eve celebrating at PK's Tavern with some good friends (you know who you are.)
We had all crashed out at a good friend's trailer, as many of us were coming from out of town at that point. That New Year's Eve was one of the last fun-filled and completely reckless abandonment nights that I remember with these dear friends of mine who have now all settled down (for the most part.) It was a fun night involving a lot of dancing and a lot of beer.
The next morning was beautiful, a clear blue sky and not really even that cold for the Midwest in January. It almost seemed too balmy to be New Year's Day. As we drove along the empty Interstate I remember feeling infused with a hopeful anticipation for the year ahead. I grabbed my Polaroid and snapped a picture of the majestic morning sky. I grabbed my sharpie marker and wrote the bottom text because I KNEW it was going to be a really good year.
I was not particularly happy with my life at that time. As a matter of fact 1997 was one of the worst years of my life. I had recently ended a difficult relationship and I felt like I had been through the wringer. The upside was that I had recently read this book and I felt spiritually renewed with a great sense of optimism about the future. I felt that the new year would hold great change for me. I was right.
I decided to make only one New Year's Resolution; "That by the end of the year, I would be living in an entirely different and new place." I had no idea where that would be. I had a few ideas floating around in the back of my head (Austin, TX, Portland, OR, Santa Fe, NM) but I was totally open to the possibilities. Even though I knew none of the details about the future, I was confident that my intention would come to fruition and it did. . .
A few months after this New Year's Polaroid was taken I realized that I needed to move to L.A. I had been resisting out of fear. L.A. seemed like the scariest place in the world to move to. I had to do it to prove to myself that I could.
Miraculously, ways and means fell into place with a type of electric synchronicity. I sold off half of my possessions, split a U-Haul with a friend who was moving to San Diego, and by May 1st, 1998 I was crashed out on the couch of my dear friend T who helped me out a great deal during the moving process.
I think it's pretty amazing that only 5 months after snapping that Polaroid, my resolution had completely manifested into reality. It was one of the most difficult but exhilarating things I have ever done.
Today when I look at this Polaroid it makes me wistful. I wish that I could again feel such a faithful certainty about the future, without needing to know the "hows or whens." That is something I try to work on everyday. Several people have mysteriously said to me lately "More will be revealed." Maybe it's time for me to take a new Polaroid Manifesto.
I was in the car driving back from Carbondale, IL after a rowdy and infused night of New Year's Eve celebrating at PK's Tavern with some good friends (you know who you are.)
We had all crashed out at a good friend's trailer, as many of us were coming from out of town at that point. That New Year's Eve was one of the last fun-filled and completely reckless abandonment nights that I remember with these dear friends of mine who have now all settled down (for the most part.) It was a fun night involving a lot of dancing and a lot of beer.
The next morning was beautiful, a clear blue sky and not really even that cold for the Midwest in January. It almost seemed too balmy to be New Year's Day. As we drove along the empty Interstate I remember feeling infused with a hopeful anticipation for the year ahead. I grabbed my Polaroid and snapped a picture of the majestic morning sky. I grabbed my sharpie marker and wrote the bottom text because I KNEW it was going to be a really good year.
I was not particularly happy with my life at that time. As a matter of fact 1997 was one of the worst years of my life. I had recently ended a difficult relationship and I felt like I had been through the wringer. The upside was that I had recently read this book and I felt spiritually renewed with a great sense of optimism about the future. I felt that the new year would hold great change for me. I was right.
I decided to make only one New Year's Resolution; "That by the end of the year, I would be living in an entirely different and new place." I had no idea where that would be. I had a few ideas floating around in the back of my head (Austin, TX, Portland, OR, Santa Fe, NM) but I was totally open to the possibilities. Even though I knew none of the details about the future, I was confident that my intention would come to fruition and it did. . .
A few months after this New Year's Polaroid was taken I realized that I needed to move to L.A. I had been resisting out of fear. L.A. seemed like the scariest place in the world to move to. I had to do it to prove to myself that I could.
Miraculously, ways and means fell into place with a type of electric synchronicity. I sold off half of my possessions, split a U-Haul with a friend who was moving to San Diego, and by May 1st, 1998 I was crashed out on the couch of my dear friend T who helped me out a great deal during the moving process.
I think it's pretty amazing that only 5 months after snapping that Polaroid, my resolution had completely manifested into reality. It was one of the most difficult but exhilarating things I have ever done.
Today when I look at this Polaroid it makes me wistful. I wish that I could again feel such a faithful certainty about the future, without needing to know the "hows or whens." That is something I try to work on everyday. Several people have mysteriously said to me lately "More will be revealed." Maybe it's time for me to take a new Polaroid Manifesto.
Friday, June 06, 2008
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