a wish for the new year

i’m really excited to leave 2012 behind me. even years are always bad for me. odds are with me on the odds. i feel it brewing in me bones that 2013 is going to be a great year.

look, my life is the bomb diggity. i know that. i really, really know that. I believe it in a way today that i didn’t believe it 6 months ago…or even 2 months ago. but this year has been marked by pain, grief and anger and I’m just ready to move on and into a new year. because… i feel this positive energy out there in this “new year” future. i wanna step into it.

so i’m sending out a new year’s wish to the universe: let this next year be as flourishing, wonderful and fulfilling as it could possibly be. let’s just take it to the max. i’m really ready to go all in. i’m placing all my bets on happiness. there’s no other alternative.

better to see you with

3rd eye

i know i’m supposed to be showing you pictures of all the festive holiday stuff we’ve been doing but the truth is i’m kinda over it. this photo is the one i really wanted to share because i think it speaks more about our life than any holiday projects or baking we’ve been doing. darla asked to have a third eye drawn on her head before we went out to see the hobbit and well, you can see i obliged.  for the record, she does know the significance of the third eye and fell asleep many nights listening to the story of shiva and his third eye read from the children’s bedtime storybook from India i picked up a couple of months back. she is a real kook and i love her and i will draw a third eye on her forehead and let her wear it in public any day if that is how she wants to interact with her world!!!

well, ok i’ll show you just a few of our winteryness pics, too:

graham cottagecottagesnow walksnow icee

graham cracker cottage with dad, first stomp in the snow, and maple syrup snow slushie.

radical support

“what if we were all just radically supportive of one another?”

i posed this question yesterday on facebook. it seems that it was well received. a friend posted a response of “I could be radically supportive if I was radically supported.” hmmm. that’s something to think about now isn’t it?

so why not? could we all at least give it a shot? it’s really not that hard. i feel that i was raised in a sort of natural cheerleader environment. i see it in my daughter, too. she’s naturally enthusiastic about whatever any one else is doing. i would like to believe she learned this from her father and i but whatevs. it’s there and that’s all that matters.

the thing is, i really REALLY believe in people. i do. i believe in leaps of faith. all kinds of faith.  and right now i just wonder how different everything could be if more of us started saying “you can do it” to each other. i have received this support countless times in the past few months and i can’t even begin to tell you the transformation it has ignited inside of me.

“you can do it” is now a mantra for the work i am doing. I have seen the difference a simple “i believe in you” sentence can have on a mother in her vulnerable birthing moments. the thing is…more of our moments could be birthing moments. we could be birthing new ideas, life goals, hobbies, movements a lot more if we began operating in a culture of support.

so why not? could we all at least give it a shot?

who do you admire right now? someone you know that you could contact in just a few minutes to say “i really believe in you” … “i admire your work” … “i see how much growth you’ve had and it’s been beautiful to watch” … any of those would do.

maybe 2013 will be my year of radical support…

birthday

we had a birthday celebration yesterday. can you tell which one of us was excited about it? jump

i really wish that pic had turned out clearer bc it was pretty great. darla was leaping over mike’s legs when we told her we’d do a backwards dinner: dessert first, dinner second. somehow, this worked. she ate more dinner than normal. but, i don’t think we’ll make it a regular thing.

a la mode

we had brownie rocky road a la mode.

darla and i gifted mike a custom, handmade leather belt fashioned by our friend, lance. it’s super sweet. so if anyone needs any leather work done…well, i know a guy.

 belt
slim

happy birthday to all the december babies young and old :)

weeksie

i’m writing this as a pretty tired momma on this afternoon. i know to be this tired means i have a lot to be thankful for…

or…

it could mean that burgers are really not a good lunch choice and my decision to attempt going meat and gluten free next year is valid.

anyways, snaps from a week in which there was a lot to be thankful:

north market jeni's pining
unicorn

thankful for delicious, delicious soft pretzel snacks at north market. equally thankful to have spotted the elusive, unenthusiastic unicorn while we were there.
 ps. she did not get any jeni’s while we were there. shame really.

whipped cream games

thankful for games and hot chocolate at luck bros to make up for the missed jeni’s opportunity.

spiral

thankful for one more week of play opportunity outside

braids

and lastly, i’m thankful to be the one to plait these beautiful braids. even if the subject is quite squirmy and they come out crooked. i’m glad to be the one to do it.

weekending

our first weekend home in a while was quite busy but busy is good. the weekend included: momma got her hairz cut, initiation at To Di for Fitness boot camp, lady date to brother’s drake meadery, and here’s darla and i at an annie leibovitz family-friendly event at the wexner center:

wexner
duoleibovitz guess whobizacheleibovitz feet

we toured the leibovitz collections. there was much protesting from darla about this. i was pretty bummed because i wanted to check out all the nudie pics. just kidddding. i am sure i will be teasing her about turning up her nose at the most famous american photographer when she’s a know-it-all teen. we played leibovitz guess who and had a portrait of our feet taken in the style of miss annie. i adore it. it’s worth noting that darla does not appear to have the sexton toes.  we finished the day with our first bizache. wowza. i’m in love. the cafe at the wex center is phenomenal.

as great as all these different outings and doings were, my favorite of the weekend was our family trip to the grocery. my family can turn a simple, routine event into a fun fest.

i love them.

hope you had a great one as well. you really deserved it. i don’t know if you know this but…you’re my favorite reader ;-)