7 quick takes

If I feel like I haven’t blogged in forever, but it’s only been 5 days, does that mean I have a problem?

Either way, here I am to punch out 7 quick takes (link up hosted by Jen)

1.  It’s awesome to have a weekend that actually feels like a weekend.  That’s a rarity for me as a mother (why aren’t there days off built into this career??) and wife of a man who works at a hospital and a restaurant (nights, weekends, holidays). I pretty much do the exact same thing on Friday, Saturday, Sunday as I do on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, except for church I guess.  But Tanner had last night off and I sneaked (snuck?) off to the Bijou market with my girlfriend Carolina, and tonight I’m going to see my niece in the Nutcracker.  Two outings on one weekend, just call me a party animal.  I know, a craft fair and a ballet, not exactly living the wild life, but I will take it after 4 consecutive sick days with the kiddo and hardly seeing the light of day.

Here’s what I picked up at Bijou, some vintage salt and pepper shakers and handmade lemongrass soap (i am a sucker for all things lemon scented):

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2.   To help make it feel even more like a weekend, we got takeout from Outback and I decided we have been way under-utilizing our 50% off employee discount.  Steak dinners for the price of fast food?  yes, please.

3.  My phone just went CHA-CHING! because I got an Etsy sale (make that 2!) and holy cow I love that my new phone does that.  My shop is really picking up and it’s exciting!  I stuck 2 notebooks in the mail today, I’m delivering 4 more to an old neighbor in Kaysville, and just sold 2 more right now.  Up until this point (almost a year after opening my shop) just about all of the money I’ve earned, I’ve just poured back into materials and supplies, but I’m getting to the point where I can contribute to our income and help pay our bills which feels so good.

4.  Instagram!  I have it now.  Follow me @scribbleandjot (is that even how I say it?) I figured out that a bunch of my friends who I thought were too cool for social media have just been hiding out over there.  who knew? I’m hoping to use it a lot to market my shop, so just holler if that gets annoying.

5. Tanner is awesome and kind of an extreme environmentalist and last week he had to give a presentation in a class on whatever he wanted and he chose the tarsands in Canada.  He told me all about it and it made me really depressed.  Basically, they’re taking hundreds of miles of the most gorgeous forested land in the whole world (google image Boreal forest) in Canada and converting it into toxic wasteland  (google image Canada tarsands) in the name of extracting oil.

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Have you heard of the Keystone Pipeline?  It’s essentially a proposed pipeline that would expand and continue this oil extraction and destruction of Canadian forests.  It makes me so sad that we treat our beautiful earth this way and that there is anything that could make us decide to turn that “before” picture into the “after”.

6.  I’m getting way to0 emotionally involved with Parenthood.  Love that show.  Except one thing that I hate:  have you noticed that every single adult on that show has been involved in some sort, be it mild or serious, in infidelity?  The only exception Tanner and I could come up with was Kristina.  They’re all cheating on their spouses, texting other men, flirting with coworkers, having dinner and long conversations with people they shouldn’t.  The show makes it seem like all of that is normal and justified, and to a large extent okay until you’ve slept with someone else and only then have you crossed a line.  It’s messed up.

7.   November has treated us really really nice as far a mother earth goes.  The first half of it anyway.  Almost as beautiful as October I’d say, and not the typical gloom and doom I typically associate with November.  Here’s some pictures of a short little Rock Canyon hiking we did

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Camryn totally walked off this side path waving and saying “BYE!”

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off on a solo adventure I guess.   I’ve heard that some toddlers are clingy and scared to leave their parents sight.  What’s that like??

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p.s. bonus take #8  I’m reading Barbara Kingsolver’s Flight Behavior and she is such a genius of words.  She talks about giving up “the soft middle part of her sandwhich”  and I’d say that just about sums up motherhood sacrifice better than I’ve ever heard it done.

I accidentally got a smart phone

Truly, it was an accident.  I didn’t even want one, but now I am in love.  Change-my-life, set-my-heart-upon-my-riches, what-have-I-been-thinking-all-this-time–LOVE.  love. love. love.  Ok, I’ll stop.  But really.

I’m still on my parents phone plan (yup, 24 years old, holla) and they just switched to T-mobile.  The change meant phone switches/upgrades all around, which for I think most of my family members meant iphones.  Ryan and Maddy (brother, sister, respectively, both in college) were both excited out of their minds for their new phones.  Drooling, x-mas day grins, hugging inanimate objects, the whole deal.  Am I’m like, what?  Why do I need a new phone?   I’d already been forced to upgrade from the best ever greatest phone of all time:

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that I loved dearly and had from age 15 until 2011.

And now I was doing quite alright thank you very much with my samsung intensity II.

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Texting. calling.  bonus for having a camera.

I didn’t want or need a smart phone.  I couldn’t even tell you why.  Probably there was some anxiety involved.  Fear, too.  Technology hates me and in my brain, new technological device generally equals a whole lot of headache and frustration and shouting of “WHY won’t it just do _____??!?@$#*/?  I think there’s also some pride involved–like some “i’m too wholesome and oldschool to waste my time and money on needing the latest gadget” gibberish.  Gibberish I tell you!

I used my dad’s old android for a week and a half because I didn’t want to spend any money on a new phone.  After much pulling my hair out waiting for the stupid thing to respond to any of my requests, I decided it wasn’t going to work out.  I walked into a t-mobile store and walked out with the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me:

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She likes me!  She understands me!  She’s fast and responsive and it doesn’t take me any time at all to figure out how to get her to do what I want her to do!  In other words–I finally have my hands on technology that is user friendly enough for my technology hating self. It’s so easy I’m giddy about it.  I can speak my texts instead of taking 10 minutes to type them while camryn is sabotaging me.   I can check my shops stats, email and facebook all in about 2 seconds.  I can read blogs at the park while Camryn goes down the slide 800 times.  I have aps!  aps are amazing!  OH and it makes a CHA-CHING sound when I get a sale in my etsy shop.  I didn’t even have to program it to do that!! I just–guys I love it.  I feel like I’ve come out of the darkness and into the light.  Where once life was hard, life is easy.

I could go on and on, but  I’ll spare you more melodrama and stop before I hit my exclamation point limit.  Excuse me while I go and get myself full-blown addicted to instagram. bye!

Oh HAPPY day

Dear Husband,

YOU GOT INTO MEDICAL SCHOOL!!!!  YOU GOT IN YOUGOTIN YOUGOTIN!!!!

You should’ve been here when I found out.  It was quite exciting.  I had been just about to text you and tell you that your fish were going to the pound because you left the fish food within Camryn’s reach again and the stinky gross expensive stuff was all over the carpet for the last time.  But then I saw you’d texted me already asking (again) was there any mail today?

So I checked and there was!  there was mail!  Among the ads and junk catalogs, a very official looking skinny envelope with KCUMB’s logo on it, with a letter inside signed by a guy whose title is longer than the pledge of allegiance.  You were at work but I opened it anyway.  You told me I could and I couldn’t wait, and what it said was

Dear Mr. Staples:

CONGRATULATIONS!!  Something something something. . . . white coat ceremony August 7. . . more stuff, other stuff. . .   Congratulations again on your acceptance!

That was the gist of it.  I wish I didn’t have to tell you over the phone, but that’s just the way it worked out.  I did tell Camryn but she just stared at me blankly and clearly did not grasp the gravity of the situation. I am so proud of you!  SO SO proud of you.  Words cannot express how proud (and hey, I’m pretty good with words). Didn’t I tell you I was positive you were in? You’re a genius and they loved you.  And I love you.  And you, my darling, are going to be a doctor someday.

Now hurry and get home so we can pop open that fancy pink lemonade and celebrate properly.

Love, me, your wife, Dana

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yup, poor college student style

one of those walks

Tanner’s interview in Kansas City went amazing.  I don’t want to talk about it too much (superstition, you know) but Tanner loved every thing about the place, the campus, the staff, the city.  It feels really good and right and we want to get in sooo so badly.  We should hear back in 2-3 weeks or less.  Stay tuned!

Whenever we go on a walk, on the way to wherever we go, Camryn is focused, directed, speedy.  She can cover 6 blocks or so really quickly, cruising ever onward, stopping every time she hits a street for me to hold her hand and help her cross. It’s painless and lovely.

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But on the way home, she is an entirely different creature.  She’s suddenly little miss detective/explorer/curious tortoise/out-to-drive-her-mother-crazy.  She has to stop for absolutely every. single. thing.  She wants to turn back the opposite direction and down any street except for the one that leads home.  She freaks if I try to prevent her from running blindly into the streets (which I do, never fear, every time). I play the roll of patient adoring mother fostering her imaginative, investigative spirit–that is, until I lose it and  just really want to get home because I’m bored or hungry, have something to do, or am just dying to move on towards 5th east since the block from 3rd to 4th has already taken us 34 minutes.  That’s how it goes.

Let me demonstrate with a slideshow taken to entertain myself during one such walk:

First up, the wall.  Can’t pass up a wall, can we?

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the bars

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the puddle

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campaign signs,

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pretty leaves.  we must investigate pretty leaves

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gravel pits!

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another wall

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checking out the pumpkins. . .

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and all other unidentified objects. . .

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she likes to check out strangers porches and sit on their furniture if I don’t stop her

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the all important snack break

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and the part where she throws a tantrum if leaves are stuck to the bottom of her shoe

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When it starts to feel like the walk that never ends, and I’ve given up using reason and persuasion to get her to walk the direction I need at a reasonable pace, I typically throw her over my shoulder kicking and screaming and commence the walk of shame for the remaining blocks home.  It’s a broken system, but we’re working on it.