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Making A Memory

I’ve been riding my bike to and from work every day this summer. I’ve been enjoying it so much since I found a short cut where I can avoid riding on the large highway. A small part of the trip is between a corn field and an open pasture and that little passage has been such a wonderful daily experience.

   
   
   

Today was the first really cold morning and I realized that summer is finally winding down. While riding I thought about how I wanted to remember this. I’ve done my best to document it well with instagram (above), but I want to REALLY remember it and that brought me back to another memory from when I was probably 14 or 15.

When I was in high school I went on a trip with my grandma to Southern Illinois for a family reunion. It was a very memorable trip where (not in order of importance):
1. I realized “PEOPLE IN THE STATE OF ILLINOIS ACTUALLY TALK WITH SOUTHERN ACCENTS?!”
illinois-county-map
2. I got to spend time and bond with my grandma and great aunts

3. I heard many family stories and visited countless locations from their past
4. I met distant relatives (it was a family reunion after all)
5. I visited Amish country, witnessing (from a distance and for the first time) people living the simple life

6. My grandma bought me a pair of PLATFORM MARYJANES (similar to the ones pictured above, that I wore into oblivion, actually until the heels disconnected from the shoe and even after that I duct taped them together and wore them for a couple more years)
7. AND she gave me the concept of purposely making a memory.

My grandma had the habit of going for a daily walk after eating dinner everyday. It’s a habit I often think back on and wish I could do myself, but then get distracted by “oh my gosh there’s something new on the internet”. When I would stay with her, whether at her home or on the above mentioned trip we would go for walks. One evening after dinner, while on this trip, she and I, and my two great aunts went for a walk. I can’t remember how we got where we were or what happened afterward, but during the walk at one point we came out into clearing, a dewy grassy path next to a soy crop field, the sky was amazing and there were crickets or cicadas singing. My grandma said to me “make a memory of this”. I tried to take it all in with my senses and then closed my eyes to burn the memory into my mind. And while I have the memory still there, the details are fuzzy, but the thing that made the most impact was the simple concept. Make a memory.

Everyone carries cameras everyday now. Even if it isn’t a camera-camera, we have our cell phones with cameras installed and can document the visuals of our daily lives swiftly. But how often do we step back during those kodak moments, put the camera down and truly take it all in? Let’s live in the moment AND still remember the sound of someone’s laughter, the balanced fragrance of summer’s greenery and humidity, and the feel of grass between our toes, all in one moment. A polaroid picture for the mind.

more and less

Despite the long, long (quite, quite long) list I posted earlier this week.

my life in pictures

I just realized I have a bunch of pictures on my itouch that are worth sharing here. Pictures are in no particular order of importance.
self portrait in stripes for Decor8

Here is a self portrait I took for Holly Becker of Decor8. She asked her readers to take self portraits of themselves in striped shirts and then she would post them to her “Stripe Mania” pinterest board.

a gifted ring from Rosa

You know you’ve made it in the world when people send you jewelry in your likeness, lol. Today I was beside myself thrilled to find this unexpected present, a ring in my mailbox from my friend Rosa. How awesome is Rosa? It has a painting of me over, wait for it, wait for it… black and white stripes. She knows me so well.

How I'd like to spend my days

The other day while I was getting ready for work, grumbling about what I’d rather be doing, I was inspired to write out this list on the refrigerator’s dry erase board. Also of note, the peek of the list to the right. It’s my long term wishlist and has things on it like gumball machine, compact printer and XM Radio. Then some clever person (looking in Matt’s general direction) started adding their own wishes to it, things like a jaguar, a mansion, a teleporter, time machine and trillion dollars. Those are good things to wish for too.

hand picked strawberries

Tonight my SIL and I started making fruit leather. Started… because it won’t be complete until tomorrow. I’ve been wanting to make fruit leather ever since they used to have those food dehydrator infomercials in the 90s. Dacia actually picked these strawberries from her grandma’s garden.

watching matt play hockey

Sunday night my friend Tom and I watched Matt play hockey…

matt watching softball

and then Monday night Matt and I watched Tom play softball.

macarons from Erica

My best friend Erica recently went on a vacation to Las Vegas. While she was researching things to do there she found that she could buy one of the world’s best macarons. She was so kind as to bring me back a bag that she babied all the way home, so as not to get crushed. Once I ate them I realized what a challenging feat this truly was.

garden

I can’t believe that I haven’t posted about the garden. My sister, SIL and I started a garden at my parent’s house. We (well Dacia’s dad) tilled the grass and we cleaned it all out, and then we built the fence and planted our vegetable garden. This picture was from the first day the garden was complete. It looks much different now with all the plants growing.

cat in box

Our cat Bishop loves his boxes, and I couldn’t resist waking him up from inside this one to take the picture. He has a very sleepy look on his face.

I want, I want

And here’s my nephew Doc. He’s at this stage now where he uses sign language that his parents taught him, but then modifies them to  suit his own needs. It started out with the sign for “more” at the dinner table, and has evolved into shaking his hands at the wrist for anything he wants. Right here it looks like he just has his arms up, but since it’s not video you can’t tell he was shaking his hands. He wanted me to pick him up. Why? Because I was holding my ipod and he is tech obsessed :)

Walls falling down

This weekend I saw two things that have really stayed with me as the new week begins. The first was the above quote from a new-to-me blog liisforlovely. It’s a quote from the book Eat, Pray, Love, which I’ve been wanting to read for some time now. I really believe and agree with the quote, because I’ve felt it happen in my life.

The second thing, which I’m kind of embarrassed to admit, was the above performance by Taylor Swift. The embarrassment comes in because I’m not a popular country music fan, and I’ve judged Taylor as just a fluffy teen sensation, what with her constant head flips while performing. I was napping with the TV on, and while I slept some country music awards show came on.  I woke up just when Taylor went on and with the above quote in my head still I felt this song held extra meaning from the moment she said “I believe in whatever you do”. The song, to me, captures that feeling of the above quote and how when you are around these types of people you can conquer the world. I have a copy of Taylor’s album on my ipod and if I’d heard that song before it had not left an impression. I think it was timing with the quote that finally got my attention.

Also, there is just something about Taylor that I really envy, and that is in the way she carries herself. It’s an unapologetic boldness and confidence that I desperately wish I had. I don’t have it now, or even when I was at her young age (I’m 32 now and she’s what? 19). And not to say that she really is bold and confident, or that she doesn’t have her own hang-ups, but she just has this presence to me that feels like a complete comfort in her own body. That has always been one of those things that I have striven for. I’ve made leaps and bounds since high school, but at this rate I probably won’t be fully confident and comfortable in my own skin until I’m an old lady. That’s fine with me though, because I fully plan on rocking it, even then.