On the dual nature of decisions and other reasons why it sucks to be an adult
August 29, 2012
August 29, 2012 Candace Morris 2 Comments
I did nothing wrong in this situation. I was a child with a child's perspective, "I want what I want when I want it." But that, my friends, that's what I miss. I haven't heard anything even remotely focused emerge from my soul since the days in college where I knew I wanted to be a teacher or in my 20s when I met and wanted to jump all over Joel. I wish I knew desire in single-mindedness again. I want to see only one side of the coin, to stare at it long enough, to be gifted just enough oblivion to believe there really is such a thing as a right choice.
Five Things Friday*
August 17, 2012
August 17, 2012 Candace Morris 1 Comments
- These days, breakfast looks like frozen left-over pancakes, MAYBE some eggs if I have time to cook them, and coffee made from the weekend. I've taken to making a french press and then refrigerating it for the week so I can grab it quickly. All of these things are sad. However, one should not have to chose between food and showering, so I am trying to make food as easy as possible.
- I'm off to the DOL to get my licence renewed. It has been expired for some time, but I was kinda too busy having a baby to notice. I chuckled to myself last week when the store clerk pointed it out while I bought wine. Huh. That would never have happened to previous Candace. Does having a baby mean I get to be more oblivious to things?! Seen this way, it can be an exciting prospect.
- Cicero believes that the aim of mankind is to "uncloud the mind." This is a beautiful notion, Joel pointed out, until we consider developmentally disabled humans. He said he wants our daughter to be ever filled with wonder at the universe, eternally curious about things like trees, and I couldn't agree more. Well, I could agree more if she ALSO became the perfect fusion of Terry Gross, Allison Goldfrapp, Charlotte Gainsbourg, and Tina Fey.
- What did women do before breast pumps?! I suppose they didn't have three Campari Greyhounds (86 vodka, substitute gin). Well, today I had to pump and dump NOT because of booze, but because of dairy. I tried an awesome baked Mac N Cheese last night, and it was just too much for her. Oh so sad to see big tears streaming down her face with stomach pain. Back to the no-dairy trial for me. I am very glad to have a plethora of frozen (dairy free-er) breast-milk to offer her. She takes the bottle like a champ, so I am very happy about that.
- Drink the drink mentioned above. Recipe is as follows:
Pour into highball, garnish with rosemary.
Also, I wrote 80% of this blog post one-handed.
*I am unabashedly stealing this from Umber, so my apologies to her, though I know she require none.
One Summer's Eve
August 15, 2012
August 15, 2012 Candace Morris 2 Comments
Writing away the knots
I woke up this morning, wait no. That isn't entirely accurate. I should begin with when the sun was up and I opened my eyes, not knowing if I had slept for 30 minutes or 3 hours, I noticed there were significantly more knots in my soul than when I went to bed. We had a particularly hard night, and the lack of sleep combined with a healthy portion of feelings of incapacity made it all twist up and suffocate my qi.
August 12, 2012
August 12, 2012 Candace Morris 2 Comments
And here is the question lying in the mud, staring me in the face. I know this place, it's an old question re-demanding an answer for this new life.
"How do I transfer something I KNOW to be true into FEELING the truth of it?"
My answer then might be my answer still today.
Write it out.
Bowie has met several of her adoring fans this last week, including Aunt Kelly who came to stay for a week. We had a lovely time, and I have to say that it was wonderful just to have an adult home with me during the day. Bowie is a fascinating person, but her conversation skills are a bit lacking.
August 08, 2012
August 08, 2012 Candace Morris 5 Comments
Scenes from the week:
On the things we cannot do for ourselves
August 06, 2012
August 06, 2012 Candace Morris 1 Comments
Bonjour & welcome
Saint Theresa newly adorns my green room. I'm in love with a new muscle T-shirt I found second-hand. I showed them to her last week wh...
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