It’s the Most Wonderful Time…

A merry and blessed Christmas to you all.  This year we got an extra special “gift”…. Reesie and I got to ‘reveal’ the gender of Lorien and Judah’s baby-to-be (heretofore named Grimlock by just-turned-5 year old Squid (aka Cedric).  I got to do the shopping and I wrapped the boxes and shipped them off for the big moment.

First…you must understand that Judah’s family only ‘makes’ boys.  That’s right, nothing but male children for countless generations.  They decided when Cedric was born they will adopt a girl if Grimlock is a boy; so either way they are going to be thrilled.  Cedric wants a brother. Judah can start his own ‘hockey team’ just as he and his brothers did.

8am this morning they got us on Skype.  Just me and Reesie here, my boys were still asleep, and them at Judah’s grandma’s house with his Grandma and his mom.  We are beside ourselves with excitement for the big reveal….for us, down here, so far from them up in New York, this is as close to sharing any of the excitement as we will ever be.

They got out the boxes.  Two.  One marked “Open second”  and the main box, with a tag that says “To Mommy and Daddy From Heaven”.  They had to unwrap two boxes to get to it. It’s a writer thing…building tension and drama for the ‘moment’, ha.  They open the lid…and there are layers of nice Christmas-y tissue paper…

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There was another foofy pink and a shirt to match…but this is the picture they took 😀

Lorien  was laughing/crying, Judah, standing behind her for moral support in their big moment quite literally melted down onto the couch beside her…both of them in shock and disbelief saying “a girl/ we got a girl”  His mom and Grandma were whooping and dancing.  It was soooo awesome to share in their joy at discovering that they were going to be blessed with a daughter.

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Her name is Lyra…a name they chose for their first daughter back when they were waiting to see what Cedric would be. A name made all the more magical as she announced her arrival to coincide with the arrival of Oumaumau, the first known interstellar visitor to earth, which came from the constellation Lyra.  How special is that?

So in honor of our very special Christmas gift…may your holidays be blessed with joy and laughter and the truest gifts of the season… hope and love.

Merry Christmas.

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Finding Friday

Another week past…hard to believe almost the end of another month….another YEAR!  Where in bloody blue blazes did this one go?!

Considering that the phrase itself is a ‘stand in’ for hell…on second consideration that might not be sooooo far from true. Too much anger, too much sorrow, loss, pain, inhumanity in this year….all across our country and our world. Time passes so swiftly in these difficult times…and yet seems to drag on interminably.

For myself, I choose to hold tightly to the victories amongst the sorrow. The wee, small, quiet moments that assure me that life does indeed go on despite the vagaries of men.  My old dog snoring under my feet, as so long she has. Little A’s smile. Aleah and DJ playing in Peppa Pig’s dollhouse. Visiting the birds at the school. The song of the ocean, as it recalls God singing it into creation so very long ago.

The joys and sorrows friends have shared…that is beyond price.

The stories!  So many stories. Theirs. Mine. Ones we have read. What have you read this year?  What mark did it leave within you?

For now…my dear Khyr and his story are told. Upon the new year I shall edit and revise once more, with fresh eyes and an open heart…seeking to draw from those thousands of words the essence of what and who he is and the story he wishes to share.

And I have Truian to keep me company, so very different from Khyr. I never really imagined that world till now with its air ships and swift solar powered sailing ships, the steam-punk edge but without any of the grit and pollution….eco-punk?  I would love such a world.

He wants to be off sailing now. My heroes and their passion for water…yes indeed. I think I can encourage him to go for a swim yet before this year is over. Now there is a lovely fantasy.

 

Wicked Wednesday

And it has been such a wickedly wonderful Wednesday indeed.

  1.  School concert…and the little A had a special part playing the ‘blocks’ (?)  Not sure what they are actually called, but his music teacher says he really takes his part serious and it showed in his performance as he was intensely concentrating on what he was playing and soooo into the music.  It was wonderful.
  2. Weather continues to be pretty nice for mid-December.  Coolish…I remember lots of years when we were in tshirts and shorts for Christmas….but surely better than the horrid snows and bitter cold up north.  I am thankful.
  3. The poor laptop is being very ‘wicked’…it seems it has decided, once again, that is has had enough overuse and abuse from this writerly person. Six keys no longer have letters, and now it is being recalcitrant about staying connected to the internet.  An inconvenience at this point, but I see the writing on the wall…by next year I shall be madly saving for another laptop.  Grump.
  4. My protagonist is coming out of his shell and he deserves to be appreciated.  Along those same lines my dear Reesie and I finally got to go see “Justice League”…with the exception of the Superman line (no spoilers here…I just have never liked the character…not even as a child. Too smug.  Too condescending. Meh) the movie was great fun!  Cyborg is wonderfully drawn and way under appreciated in their ads and trailers.  I hope he gets his own movie.  The kid playing the Flash is adorable and his interaction with everyone, especially Batman (who thankfully finally gets to get out of being so dang dark and depressing and show some fun for a change), is great.  Wonder Woman is a wonder.  But, to no surprise among any who know me, my favorite of course is Aquaman.  Wow!  Again, vastly underused by the studio, but that’s okay… cause he has a movie next year and rocks every scene he is in.  

Yep… that’s wonderfully wet and wicked for this Wednesday

Moonlight and music

going through a lot of my favorite music tonight as the Muse is quite insistent on being inspired…or at least properly dictated…by the music.

David Garrett has played a lot.  That man and a violin is pure magic.  Plus…definitely fun to watch. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zloCaH9LrCM  if you never have, enjoy

And then I wandered back to other wonderful music… themes from Lord of the Rings, Last of the Mohicans,  and the one song from Gladiator I never tire of hearing… Now We Are Free.  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_gNs4W4T20U   I don’t even look at the video, I just want to hear it.

But now I must put aside my fantasy …take to the car, enjoy the moonlight, and the scents of autumn camellias and jasmine on the breeze…pick up my girls…and revel in the music of their laughter and voices.

Blessed night all.

 

Harvest, Halloween, and moving ever forward

Last day of October, another year fleeing before us, and the joyous laughter …and screams…of children at Halloween.

We didn’t have many crops to bring in this year, what with the move and all, but what we have had is always a blessing…right now it is sage, rosemary, hot oregano,

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the last of the lemons, salad crops, and kale.  Already I am dreaming of the next plantings, and wondering where we may be by the time I am ready to put them in.

After trick or treat with the kids, time for some grown-up dress-up and a trip to good ol’ Chipotle to get our ‘treat’ burrito bowls for coming in costume.  MMMMM…. the perfect ending to a gorgeous Halloween.  Sofritas bowl with guacamole

 

 

 

Remember the good times…

This weekend my husband and I would have celebrated our anniversary…hard to believe he has been gone so long.  Over five years. Cancer is a hard thing, but it isn’t the cancer we choose to remember.

We remember that he always…seriously ALWAYS…forgot our anniversary.  Thankfully, he knew this about himself. He had his secretary remind him…it was on his calendar, after all…and when he moved to a career without a secretary, by then the older girls took over the task.  It actually never bothered me in the least. I knew when it was, and the fact we had made it another year was the only gift required. We did tease him endlessly about it, though. 😀

The younger kids remember he was ‘plushy’ and how much they loved cuddling on his lap and watching horrible tv and movies and bad wrestling shows.  What made it special was that he knew it was all horrible…that was what made it so much fun. Toxic Avenger, grade D movies (Tremors,  Attack of the Killer Tomatoes)… it became a staple item in the kids’ lives…one their friends still remember and celebrate on his birthday each year.

His passion for food!  (I did mention he was ‘plushy’, remember?)  We celebrated our anniversary with food. Either he took me out for seafood or chinese (my favorites) or I made him moussaka or lasagna (his favorites) …usually both…one for each night of the anniversary weekend.

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He snored!  OMG, the man snored like a jet revving for take off.  It became a bit of a joke at the Fair each year with the families in our 4H campground.  And the adjoining campgrounds… 😀

He laughed a lot. Cheated at games…and he loved games…and swore that it was ‘strategy’…and developed a game-winning ‘killer’ attitude in the girls. I don’t play games with them, lol. Except maybe scrabble or dominoes…can’t cheat at those 😉

Today was a good day. There was a gorgeous rainbow right over the river bridge that seemed to reach from the sea right down to our house. It made me smile.  I think that was David, reminding me to do that.  And when we think of him, we always do.

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From the mouths of…princesses?

Today we took our 3 yr old “Disney Princess in training” to the park. An excellent plan for a warm, breezy Lowcountry October day. She ran, swang, turned the playhouses into her castles, and doctor clinic (she may be a princess…but she has plans for being a very helpful and busy princess), and of course…Moana’s outrigger, because she had lost Māui and as soon as we found his hook he’d be right back.

The simple joys of childlike wonder and imagination.

She went down to examine the pond…a green bit of marsh filled with the aquatic wonders of the south…fish, crawdads, turtles, and, of course, the occasional alligator.  She was certain, as Moana AND a Princess, she ‘needed’ to go right up to the edge and order Māui out of there. Removal of princess from the pond resulted in the obligatory,  very dramatic sobbing. When asked what she was crying about she looked up with wide eyes and explained: “I am heartbroken. YOU have…BROKEN…my heart.”

It was all I could do not to laugh. So serious.  THIS is a Princess growing before our very eyes into a world class Drama Queen.

Ah childhood…wouldn’t miss these moments for the world.