I saw a quote on facebook recently: “Don’t grow up it’s a trap” anon.
A trap indeed! A trap of chores to be done- instead I should have fun!
So I know I’ve promised my website would be up by now, but I have extended my own deadline to my 36th birthday which is not so far into the future from now.
I’ve extended the date because the school holidays are upon us.
Usually I love school holidays, but
I wish the department of education will give moms a break and not make the winter holidays 3 weeks long!! The first week was very rainy- at first it was fun and we played in the rain and puddles, but then the grown up in me realized that the laundry wont dry and we only have limited jerseys and sweaters and stuff and no tumble drier.
We baked chocolate cake, banana loaf and the kitchen looked more often than not like a natural disaster site.
We played Lego – E made ‘Axioms’ inspired by the movie Wall-E, (unfortunately S decided he’s Godzilla and destroyed our creations which made E very upset to say the least. We painted on our glass sliding doors with powder paint.
Sometimes I wish my kids were at an age where I could teach them how to play chess or board games like Risk etc, it would really help!
Unfortunately our library doesn’t have a holiday program – which is really sad.
The grown up in me is really exhausted by this holiday- and looking forward to Monday when school starts again and I would have 3 and a half productive hours all to myself!
I have a new idea of a superhero….my grandmother who had SIX children! When the oldest child (my godmother) was twelve my mom the youngest was born. In between there was four boys. She didn’t have a domestic worker because they couldn’t afford one. They didn’t have television. Her husband was of the breed where his shirts for the next day must be ironed, the children bathed and quiet and food ready on the table when he returned from work. I wish she was still alive so that I could ask her: How did you do it without loosing yourself? My aunt suffers from manic depression. Could it be because she didn’t have a childhood? She had to be my grandmothers little helper.
I wonder how other moms are coping.
The school holiday isn’t the only reason I haven’t worked on my ‘website’. I started and finished the book: The Selected works of TS Spivet by Reif Larsen.
I loved it and fell in love with maps all over again…..I tried to do a couple of maps but the only one I could sort of pull of is this one:
Mapping the “word Mamma” from 7am to 7pm is – I lost count somewhere, but you get the idea.
The website for this book is also amazing. Wish I could pull of something like that for mine, but I’m afraid I’m not grown up (read clued up) enough for that.
I wonder why I always fall in love with books where the main character is a child. Eg: The selected writings o fTS Spivet by Reif Larsen, Extremely loud and incredibly close by Jonathan Safran Foer, The power of one by Bryce Courtney, The little prince by De Saint Exupery etc. Sometimes I wish my childhood was as proactive as these characthers.
I had a lot of stolen moments with this book. I read in the loo. I read in front of the stove, I tried to read and stitch at the same time with disastrous results, and now that the book is finished I feel sort of ….like I’m missing a friend?
Luckily today I received a marvelous package in the mail from a dear friend and it contained among other things, these two books:
Tank Girl The movie: A novel!!! Yay (so now I have the video, the comic and the book! All I need is the doll- if there is a doll?)
The Garden of Bad dreams by Christopher Hope. (Inside this book is the following quote: Danger and delight grown on one stalk” Old English proverb.) love that
I’m looking forward to start reading again.
I have done some work besides reading and trying to think of things to do and not doing the website and of course, staying sane…..
I have written a couple of proposals and am delighted that 2 of my pieces will be in a group show at the end of August…..which I will tell you more about at a later stage…..
I have been busy trying to finish some pieces and stitching like a mad woman…..
Talking about stitching….off I go