I’ve been struggling to stay up with this little blog since the holidays started. We traveled to Michigan for Thanksgiving, celebrated CM’s third birthday and then, unexpectedly, flew to Georgia for a funeral and drove up to misty North Carolina for Christmas.
The long-distance travels were a blur, but the boys were happy and it’s always wonderful to see loved ones.
After Christmas, we drove to the coast to celebrate New Years with my aunts and uncles in Atascadero.
Now we’re back in the desert quiet, in our routine, and I’m putting together a list of projects I’ve been squirreling in the back of my mind.
Here are a few:
1. Make bread like my mother-in-law’s favorite seven-grain boule from Dearborn in New Jersey, where she used to shop before she moved down to North Carolina. Now she has the bread shipped overnight to her. I tried it last week and it was delicious.
2. Plant an herb garden. I’ll start with an indoor one, since we’re probably moving in the summer. I made little pots at my last pottery class — now I just have wait till it’s warm enough to buy fresh herbs from Home Depot.
3. Make lamps out of pottery. This is a hard one because I have to throw big things, which isn’t my strength. But I did make this vase during my last class — a shape I haven’t accomplished before. So I think I can do it.
4. Make cushions for the two benches that A. made that also store some of the boys’ toys. I’ve already picked out the fabric, now A. and I have to pull out the sewing machine.
That’s a start. Of course, I have a longer, loftier list of to-dos, from making crepes and tortillas and homemade ice cream to writing another short story and actually shopping it around to getting our kick wheel going and throwing pots in our garage. I’m ready to start another crochet project and tumble another batch of rocks. I feel a strong need to compost — but I have to learn how to do it. I’m looking forward to getting to yoga and signing up some races and feeling fit and strong. And I’m excited about getting out on more hikes in the Eastern Sierras and camping in Death Valley (in two weeks).
My biggest goal — and I’m usually pretty good at this, but it’s hard work — is to be intentional about living in the moment — to appreciate not only my fleeting time in the desert but also my special time with the little ones. Because sometimes I think, when I’m waking up at 5:30 a.m. and when CP is screaming because I’m not feeding him fast enough, “This is a drag.” But I know — I know this incredibly adorable stage (3 and almost 1) isn’t going to last forever.
What’s on your to-do list this year?