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I no longer need to bungee jump or sky dive
December 31, 2008
Do you like the new digs? I felt like I needed a new way to care for my posting here. Does that sound strange? It's sort of a New Year's blog resolution, or something. A new face.
I designed a new banner, too, but got lost in the coding trying to figure out how to override the current header. Finally I said, ENOUGH WITH THE CODING! And that was that. Someday I will dive back in.
Another bit of New Year's blogging resolution is my realization that I simply don't have the type of brain that will allow me to carry two blogs along. And so Chinua and I are parting ways in the blogosphere. He will be continuing with Fly Fishes Fly and I will amble along over here. I can't say that it is permanent, but I am very determined that my novel will live, and that's another reason to clear space in my two minutes of writing time per day.
Last night, driving home in the dark, I entered into a new level of long-suffering. We had gone for a check up of Kid A's thumb, and after dealing with the sexist joking of the (otherwise very kind) plastic surgeon--"You want your thumb to work properly, don't you? So you can keep your mother under it? (!) And your wife."(!!)--we stopped at the playground for a while. I mused about the fact that I had been a little depressed by the playground when we first arrived. It was too much of a leap from the playgrounds in Sacramento, and even the playgrounds in Turkey and Israel. But there we were, yesterday, and all I could think of was how nice it was for the kids to climb on the jungle gyms.
The sun was heading on its way when we started the hour and a half drive back home, and we were in for it.
Crying children, Leafy slapping people, darkness and people who drive with their brights on, dogs running in the street, cows wandering (you never know when they'll walk in front of your vehicle), men and women walking in the middle of the road, only visible when your headlights hit them, roads with potholes the size of craters, roads the width of one small vehicle, buses passing and driving you off the road, gearing down, gearing up...
It's almost too much. Did I mention that I was driving?
But we pull lessons out of everything, like those pieces of paper at the top of a Hershey's Kiss. And the drive, though harrowing, didn't last forever. At last the kids were in bed. At last I was no longer squinting to see whether a person would show up two feet away from my vehicle, looming out of the darkness.
At last I could rest.
I hope you can rest, now, on this last day of the year.
Blessings for the New Year, dear friends.
Love,
Rae
I designed a new banner, too, but got lost in the coding trying to figure out how to override the current header. Finally I said, ENOUGH WITH THE CODING! And that was that. Someday I will dive back in.
Another bit of New Year's blogging resolution is my realization that I simply don't have the type of brain that will allow me to carry two blogs along. And so Chinua and I are parting ways in the blogosphere. He will be continuing with Fly Fishes Fly and I will amble along over here. I can't say that it is permanent, but I am very determined that my novel will live, and that's another reason to clear space in my two minutes of writing time per day.
Last night, driving home in the dark, I entered into a new level of long-suffering. We had gone for a check up of Kid A's thumb, and after dealing with the sexist joking of the (otherwise very kind) plastic surgeon--"You want your thumb to work properly, don't you? So you can keep your mother under it? (!) And your wife."(!!)--we stopped at the playground for a while. I mused about the fact that I had been a little depressed by the playground when we first arrived. It was too much of a leap from the playgrounds in Sacramento, and even the playgrounds in Turkey and Israel. But there we were, yesterday, and all I could think of was how nice it was for the kids to climb on the jungle gyms.
The sun was heading on its way when we started the hour and a half drive back home, and we were in for it.
Crying children, Leafy slapping people, darkness and people who drive with their brights on, dogs running in the street, cows wandering (you never know when they'll walk in front of your vehicle), men and women walking in the middle of the road, only visible when your headlights hit them, roads with potholes the size of craters, roads the width of one small vehicle, buses passing and driving you off the road, gearing down, gearing up...
It's almost too much. Did I mention that I was driving?
But we pull lessons out of everything, like those pieces of paper at the top of a Hershey's Kiss. And the drive, though harrowing, didn't last forever. At last the kids were in bed. At last I was no longer squinting to see whether a person would show up two feet away from my vehicle, looming out of the darkness.
At last I could rest.
I hope you can rest, now, on this last day of the year.
Blessings for the New Year, dear friends.
Love,
Rae
Reader Comments (12)
Have a Happy New Year! Enjoy the look of your new blog. Just remember that last year you were in Detroit and had just moved, had found our you were pregnant, had trees fall on your old house, etc., It's been a crazy and eventful year! Almost apprehensive about 2009. But I guess it's just one day at a time, right!
I sounded negative, sorry. I'm wondering what this year will bring! Should be fun to see!
Well, I for one am so glad you have two minutes a day to write. It always lifts me :) Happy New Year to you.
Happy New Year!
Hershey's Kisses will never again look quite the same to me.
Thanks for adding poetry and laughter to my days.
Blessings to you and yours!
diddo to recap what number one momma said, last year was a bit crazy this time of year for your family - trees falling on the house-
i like the new blog feel, it's rather cooling and wintery feeling,
i wonder what the difference between a north american playground and an Indian playground is in living color?
blessings to you for a majikal and joyous new year filled with peace, love and family.
thanks for rocking the bloggosphere with your family, real life stuff, and traveling amazement....this is sure one blessed journey Mamma Rae!
ps. if you need any coding help i would be happy to assist you with my super star coding partner's nerdy skills.... http://villageinternet.ca
this is so lovely, happy new year!
I love the new look, Rae - it's so crisp and fresh! Happy New Year to you and your lovelies. :)
Happy New Year to you and your lovely family! Looking forward to hearing how the book progess is coming along...and of course the actual book itself which is building great anticipation in many of your readers, (myslef included), already I'm sure! :)
It was a crazy 2008, but your voice- with gentleness and with a deepening sound of steel- continued on. Amen.
Happy New Year Rae and family. Site looks great. You've had such a blessed year, your faith is amazing. You are enlightening me in so many ways. All the best in the new year!
Rae,
I too love to the new look. Want to wish you a Happy New year, I am so glad you are finding time to write and have a studio. Blessings on you and yours in the coming year,,,,,,,,,what ever it may bring!