This is the last photo for the January photo a day challenge. Me again. Here’s the girl and I as we headed out to Disney’s Magic Kingdom. I should have posted it last night but it had been a LONG day. LOL
A couple quick tips for anyone going to magic kingdom: avoid Stitch’s Great Escape. It’s a terrible “ride”. And if you feel you must do it, sit in the back row. Ten minutes of smoke blown directly into your face is more than anyone should be strapped in and forced to endure. It’s a special kind of torture. Tip two: bring tissue. Seriously. I cried through the first half of the fireworks show. LMAO
Ready for a more-than-you-needed-to-know reveal? 😉 If not, you may want to skip this next part because we’re gonna talk FEET.
When I was a kid, I was obsessed with heels… mostly because beautiful, sophisticated women wore heels. So by the time I was twelve I was a perfectionist on the matter. I, very honestly, spent HOURS walking empty hallways perfecting the click click click of the heels as they touched the hard surface. Not too heavy, not too light, just the right rhythm. Hours. Upon. Hours. Every week. Remember the word obsessed? I wasn’t exaggerating.
Fast forward to my 29th year and pregnancy. My feet didn’t just swell a little, they BALLOONED! And by the time my thirtieth birthday hit I couldn’t even wear flip flops. The only shoes my feet could fit into were dawgs – and we’re talking the old school original dawgs, the butt ugly ones. And even those, by the end of the day would leave imprints on my feet. It was ridiculous.
Before that, I had vowed never to wear anything so nasty on my feet… but had little choice in the matter. We’re not a barefoot society, and it was either dawgs or nothing. So I sucked up what little pride I had left and got used to the idea.
I’ll admit it, I’ll never be without a pair of original dawgs again. They may be ugly as sin, but jeeze. There is no footwear out there that is more comfortable – and they are made right here in Saskatoon. Thankfully, the company has expanded and is now producing a whole line up of much better looking shoes. From sandals to boots to ballet flats to golf cleats and even reinforced work boots with firestone treads. Yep. We’ve become a dawgs family. Even Damon owns two pairs. Of course, the girl and I each own five or six different styles. LMAO But there is still nothing that can compare to a pretty pair of pumps.
I went years without owning a decent pair of fabulous heels. My feet never did quite recover from pregnancy, and while I still wear a 5/6, I now need a 5/6 W (for wide). It’s not too often you can find a pair of pumps that will fit my feet. But last month? I stumbled across the cutest pair while Mom, Jewles, Lily-Ann, and I were out thriftstore shopping. I was shocked. They are just sooo stinking cute. And while my feet are sooo not accustomed to four inch heels, I couldn’t resist them. Chances are they’ll only ever be worn outdoors once or twice a year… but I’ll admit to having worn them around the house on a few occasions already. They really do make me feel fabulous (even if they make me work in ways I’m not willing to admit to). 😉
So here they are, my very favourite pair of shoes:
Now that was a fun challenge. Who’d a’thunk “your shoes” would be such a gooder. 😉
We are now one week away from our trip to WDW. Time to get all the detail work done in preparation for TEN DAYS away. Time to pack, and see if there’s anything else we need to pick up before going. Time to write up info sheets on each member of our animal family for Riki and Kate (who will be staying here, and watching over them all). Time to buy food and meds, enough to last all the dogs/cat/parrot. Time to prepare games, and activities, and toys for two days of sitting around in airports. Time to decide on our budget, and to get some American money. Time to decide what things will have priority and what will be an “if we can work it out” thing. Time to get everything in order. Time to finish sewing, time to put away other projects, time to admit I didn’t get everything done that I’d hoped to… time to start getting excited as our trip is really just around the corner.
I’ve never been to Disney World, but I did go to Disneyland when I was nine – with Gramma, Grampa Bear, and Devan. And I’ll be honest, with my memory issues I don’t remember hardly any of it. I wish I did. I was old enough that I should remember it… but there really are so few moments that made it into my emotional memory that it’s barely a blip. That makes me sad. This trip though? Even with my terrible memory, I’m sure will be one I keep with me for the rest of my days.
While the girl was at school this afternoon, Damon and I headed out to visit with Karla – our travel agent. We talked over a few things. And she put my mind at ease over a couple things I was unsure of. After hanging out in her office for about an hour and a half I really do feel set to go. Now it’s just a matter of getting all the little details arranged, then we’ll be off.
So, with that on my mind, here’s my challenge shot for today:
With the challenge being “reflection” I could have gone a few different directions… I thought about taking another snapshot of Kid Kid – and talking about how our children reflect what we put into them. But then I thought about the huge number of photos I already have on this blog of her. LOL So it occurred to me (after changing into my pjs) that I could go completely literal. So I grabbed the mirror that belonged to my paternal Grandmother, who passed when I was too young to really know her, and photographed the reflection of it’s reflection. I love this little mirror. It feels like I’ve always had it, and I always feel beautiful when I look into it – even with pjs, chipped nail polish, and damp hair. 😉
I had three completely unrelated things to share seeing how I needed to post a photo for challenge days 18, 19, and 20… but then I realized I could very honestly share a project the three of us worked on today and have it fit for all three topics. Yeah, it may be a bit of a cheat – but it’s not a huge one, especially considering I did grab snapshots on both Friday and Saturday, even if I’ve decided to only share a series of images from today. LOL
But first? First I have to share a really quick little story that is super cute and totally warmed my heart. 😀
On Friday I was over at my parents place – watching everyone so Mom could go with Dad to an out of town gig. When Marie, my sister (whom Lily-Ann is named after), got home she came upstairs as usual then asked for my attention. I stopped working on supper and looked over at her: “Yes Marie?”
And with that she held up the index finger on her right hand as if to say just one second. Then she bent WAY down to where little Thor (one of my puppies from the Avenger litter whom is now my Dad’s puppy) was standing, and gave him a little pat. She then stood back up. “Moby.”
My sister, who has never been much of a pet person and who does her best to just ignore the other two dogs in the household, gave me a great big grin and an enthusiastic thumbs up. To which I replied “Awwww…. Marie! I’m so glad you like him. He’s a cute little guy, isn’t he?” She nodded in approval, which made me feel awfully wonderful. 😀
Okay… now onto my challenge photos. 😉
So, I need to share for something I bought, sweet, and someone I love. Well… here are the girl and her Dad working together to put up the last couple of shelves in her room (which he and I started putting up while she was out with my sister Riki earlier today). I think this series of pictures covers all three challenge topics pretty darn well.
Okay, so y’all are probably getting sick of me mentioning the Goddess Girls series… well… too bad! LOL Today the challenge was to photograph something that I’m reading, and that’s what I’m reading. Book nine: Pandora the Curious.
Usually we’ve been inside the heads of the popular girls, but the last couple of books have taken us inside a couple of secondary characters (the girl and I ADORED Medusa the Mean). Pandora, along with Medusa and Pheme are the anti-heroines to the cool clique of Artemis, Athena, Aphrodite and Persephone. So it’s kinda fun to get to see inside their lives.
This book, in particular, is awfully special to Lily-Ann. The first time she saw it she was actually rendered speechless for the first time in her five and a half years… well… since she uttered her first word (which happened to be “woof”) at three months of age anyway. 😉 What exactly caused her awestruck silence? Take a peek:
Kid kid managed to keep her wits about her when she saw that it was an autographed copy (she has a couple other autographed books too)… but seeing her name actually inside the book? Her jaw dropped and her eyes nearly bugged out of her head. She just stood there and stared at it for several seconds, completely mute. It was pretty amazing.
So, that’s what we’re reading right now. And I imagine we’ll keep on reading the Goddess Girls books for as long as Joan and Suzanne keep writing them. I do have to admit… I really look forward to the day that kid kid goes back on her own to read #1 all by herself.
Suzanne and Joan thank you so much! You’ve given the girl and I many wonderful memories and are helping to build a love of books in a new generation – and that is something that deserves much appreciation.
Join me tomorrow as I share a little “happiness”:
Rogers, who we are registering as Aes Sidhe Captain America, left us to go live with his forever family. Of course, they have a thirty day trial period to ensure things work out first, but I’m confident in this placement. I really do think he’s a perfect fit for them… and the picture they sent me earlier this evening – of him all snuggled in for a snooze under his new Daddy’s chin, the two of them laying together on the couch – just further cemented it.
It’s always a weird few days after someone leaves. Whether it’s a puppy going to their forever home, or a client dog who is returning home after being a part of our pack for several months… when someone leaves the entire dynamic of the house shifts. And that’s happening here now.
So… onto today’s challenge: “in your bag”.
My bag used to be a purse. Because I used to be a girl. Now I’m a mom, and more fierce than any girl… Grrrl, gurl, or Woman works for me. And my bag is not a purse… it really is a bag. And instead of a compact, lip colour, and moisturizer I carry a spare pair of pajamas for the kid, snacks, reusable bags, cloth pads, and cute princess and fairy bandages.
A person’s bag (if they carry one) can reveal a lot about that person. You really do get a real quick glimpse into their life and the things that are important to them. Amidst the papers and bits of “stuff” one just naturally accumulates (that needs to be cleared out every so often) are bits of treasure and parts of a life well lived, or wasted, depending on your point of view.
Tomorrow? “Something you’re reading”. After that? “Happiness”. Something that having all the right things in your bag can help ensure… at least when you have a little one about. 😉
Friday’s challenge was “where you sleep”, and before Lily-Ann goes off to school it looks less like a place to sleep and more like some crazy play space. Some days we read, craft, play, eat, etc on the bed in the morning – generally just on a lazy morning. And we happened to have just such a morning on Friday. So here is my bed, after I got home from walking the girl to school, before I cleaned it back up and returned it to a place actually suitable for sleeping:
Today the challenge was “close-up”. Now, I had taken a picture of a book I had sitting on my desk… one I really enjoy… but Damon thought it might be nicer to grab a snapshot of one of the ornaments on our tree (and yes, it’s still up… we haven’t found a storage box for the ornaments yet – first year with a full size tree, remember?). And after doing just that, I think he was right. Much more fun and colourful:
Let’s see what we can expect to see tomorrow:
Childhood is about learning who you are and how you fit into the world. It’s about trying on as many different hats as possible, and seeing how well you wear each. It’s about learning through play.
I really though I’d have a lot to say today… but in all honesty? I’m tired out after a day of play. I love spending Thursdays in school with kid kid, but it does wear me out. Some very positive news came out of today though!
A literacy expert sat in on the girl’s kindergarten class for about an hour this afternoon – and she was excited by the girl. She’s promised that they will come up with a program that challenges Lily-Ann, one that helps encourage her already present enthusiasm for reading and creative play. I am feeling so much better knowing that the girl is going to have someone (other than me) pulling for her at school. Someone who gets just how important it is to not only focus on those who are behind, but those who have the potential to really excel. So YAY! 🙂
I had full intention of sharing a little of our daily routine today, just as the January photo a day challenge demands… however, our routine wasn’t routine. In fact, our routine simply WASN’T.
Early this morning I got a phone call from my sister. She wanted to take Lily-Ann out for breakfast and then for a walk down by the river. The girl has been aching for some time with her auntie, and I was more than happy to make things work. So the girl and I jumped out of bed, she picked out some clothes (I sent her back to pick out something different – a summer dress just doesn’t work for a walk in the snow), got dressed, threw on her outerwear, and she was ready to go!
So what did I do with my kid-free morning? I worked on a tutu her pre-k EA had commissioned. 🙂
Last year I made a purple, plum, and black tutu for Rhonda’s Halloween costume. She was a wicked fairy. It turned out wonderfully. I made it extra long and super wild. It ended up being such a big hit that she keeps it at school to wear every so often, just for fun (and has even lent it to some of the other staff – both male and female). Well, last month she asked me to make another one for her… this one with a water theme. And I have to say, it’s turned out beautifully!
It was the most complex tutu I’ve done to date, with five different colours of tulle. All various shades of blue, including one earthy blue that was covered in sparkle. I alternated lights and darks so that while Rhonda walks it will look like ocean waves, cresting and flowing – light to dark. It’s a very elegant tutu.
Lily-Ann and I dropped it off for her at school on our way to Lily-Ann’s classroom. Rhonda was just thrilled, and I’m sooo glad. Damon even overheard her raving about her tutus when he went to pick the girl up after school – which made me feel pretty good.
Maybe tomorrow I’ll be a little more successful with the challenge topic. After all, with such an open topic I’m sure the bigger problem with be narrowing it down. 😉