2014, the year to be….

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New Year, postaday2014, time

Today is the first day of 2014, Happy New Year everyone! I am a little blue today having said good bye to last year. The first of the new year always leaves me a little melancholic and sad. Last year, I was used to and had gotten to know it quite well and now I had to bid it adieu, not even au revoir. Au revoir in French means “till we see each other again” it isn’t as final as good bye. Adieu means “to God” so maybe that does mean good bye in all of its finality, the word God is in there and where would we be seeing God together, but in heaven? I’m just thinking out loud here. Suffice it to say, I don’t like saying good bye to time spent, I wish that there was a way to hold onto time how you wanted to; I’m sure that there are periods of time that many of us would love to speed up, sort of ripping a bandaid off if you will, and there are periods of time that many of us would love to slow down frame by frame. That could be a nice fantasy to have, being one’s own time manager. Actually Doctor Who has a great name the “Time Lords” I’d like to be my own Time Lord.

Well, today I’m still getting used to the idea of 2014. I wonder how many times I will write 2013, before I get it right, I hope that it won’t number in the hundreds, lol!!!

Here is to a brand spanking new year for us all. Cheers!

Sorting out pictures and putting them in photo albums

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blogging, pictures, postaday2013, time, writing

One of my household projects that I have been neglecting over the past few years because other things get in the way like baking, cooking, gardening and blogging, is getting all of our pictures into the empty photo albums that I got for Christmas quite a few years ago, hint, hint. I don’t know why I kept putting it off or even just forgetting about it because once I started, it was a lot of fun, going through time with the pictures. I was reminded that my hubby can’t take a bad picture, he is as handsome now as he was back then and always extremely photogenic. Don’t get me started on the babies; the smiles and the laughter at birthday parties, Christmas mornings and all of the family vacations, the pictures made me smile and linger, I spent a long time putting them into the photo albums.

What I had forgotten is how young I looked when I had my son, I couldn’t resist taking a picture to show my friends. The picture also reminded me how overwhelmed I felt when my baby boy and I came home from the hospital. Don’t get me wrong, my hubby was absolutely wonderful, he was amazing with the diaper changing, the bath time and getting up in the middle of the night to get our baby boy so that I can feed him, I was still having a hard time walking after the birth. However, when my parents brought us home, the three of us, I was looking for any reason to keep them with us, the thought of having our baby and me being responsible for him was scary. Which is why I said that my hubby was amazing, he more than helped me with the physical part, he helped me with the emotional part as well. I did get over it and as any mother will attest, I feel head over heels in love with our baby boy, we were together all the time, he was attached to me for the first year of his life and I loved it. I went back to work for the second year and he went to day school, an excellent day school, but I missed him so much.

This picture was taken at my mother-in-law’s house around Christmas time of 1991, so that makes him 8 weeks old in the picture and I was all of 24. I think that I look like a baby having a baby, and I don’t think that I am too far off from the characterization. If memory serves me correctly, it almost felt like playing house for the first few months, my hubby and I had just celebrated our first year anniversary so all this marriage and baby business was brand spanking new to me.

This year in November, my hubby and I will be celebrating 23 years of marriage and at the end of October the baby boy will be celebrating his 22nd birthday, time has gone by so quickly, it astounds the mind sometimes.

Where did my day go?

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blog, day, postaday2013, time, writing

Have you ever spent the day and at the end of it, you’re tired and you have no idea why? Where does time go? I mean I did stuff, not big stuff, but still stuff, but the stuff shouldn’t have been enough to make me so tired. I read, I wrote, I wrote a comment in response to an article in the Huffington Post as usual and this one solicited a lot of traffic from fellow commentators which was exciting. It’s always exciting when someone has a thought or a reaction to your words. I do prefer the positive ones over the negative ones. trust me I have had a few negative reactions and they are most unpleasant. I wrote about why I thought Larry Summers wouldn’t be a good choice as the new Federal Reserve Chairman. A different change of pace from my previous posts of the past several days all related to what is going on in Syria.

Perhaps that is why I am feeling more tired than usual, all this talk of bombings and war, chemical weapons, children being killed, millions of refugees, all this makes me soul sick. To think that we had a serious period of Enlightenment during the eighteenth century where political philosophers such as Jean-Jacques Rousseau and and John Locke spoke of the responsibility of the state vis a vis to the people and the question of the rights of men. I know that these philosophies didn’t stop war but at least it got us as humans thinking about making things better. You would think that perhaps one of these years, we will figure out that war, violence, greed and power mad behavior needn’t be part of the human condition.

I know that the human condition is also generous, kind, forgiving, altruistic and capable of amazing things, I just wish that all the good could one day banish the worst. I would be content with the venal sins, I remember being in Catholic school during my elementary school years and learning the difference between mortal sins and venal sins, venal sins are the ones that aren’t dangerous to your soul, so theoretically not dangerous to your fellow man. But we still should not be in the habit of committing them even if they aren’t heinous.

I am not asking for a utopia, I am asking for mankind to treat each other with respect, compassion and patience, apparently it is too much to ask for, but that doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t strive towards that goal, elusive as it might be.

Whoa! Where did February go?

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February, passage of time, postaday2013, speed, time, vacation

Today is February 28th and as I was walking my mile route, it hit me; tomorrow is March 1st. Where did February go? I feel as if time went on a speed race and neglected to tell me. How rude! Now if this was thirty years ago when I was in high school, I’d be happy that time was speeding fast but nowadays I don’t mind taking my time to smell the roses or say like today, the foggy mist.

We, in Blandford, have had solid fog for three days; the fog has been keeping the temperatures in the upper thirties which is really nice and it looks very romantic in a Wuthering Heights type of setting. I can imagine Heathcliff moping around our Historical Society.

But back to where February went to; in the pro column, Spring is getting closer, the days are getting longer and warmer. In the con column, time is too precious to be squandered or unappreciated. I think that the week that our relatives came to visit is the culprit in this time warp situation. During the entire week, I was concentrated on go, go and the next meal, the next activity and the next day so I wasn’t taking the time to focus on the present and seriously being in the moment. I should remember not to do that in the future so that time doesn’t get away from me. It’s funny many people hate being bored and hate waiting around with time crawling by, but the alternative isn’t any better, speeding towards the end of our journey. We should maybe think of meandering through our journey of life and not speed through like a race. Once you get to the finish line, your race is over and I would really prefer to meander and stave off the finish line for as long as possible.

Change you can perhaps hope or believe in?

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baking, change, discipline, food, postaday2012, time

• Make a list of things you’d like to change. Expand one or all of the point into a post. How do they inform one another? What connects them? What does that say about you?

• A List of Changes
• A list of things that I would like to change:
  Make time go slowly
  Lose my sweet tooth
  Bake more often
  Perfect my baking skills
  Achieve a more disciplined approach to everything
  There seems to be a common theme in the baking department. I love baking and having a lot of people to bake for would be fun. I don’t bake at home because someone has to eat it and I don’t want to be the one to eat all the goodies.
  Believe or not, I was trying to get outside of myself and think more globally such as climate change and world peace but as you can see, I didn’t get anywhere close to being that magnanimous. Oh well, I am a work in progress.