My Current Mindworm : {A Semi-Regular Series} Got Your Number (Serena Ryder)

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Have you heard this?

I love it!

I think the first time I heard it was this summer when we were embarking on a road trip and it set the tone for our whole vacation. Happy. Sassy. Lots of attitude, but ultimately another totally awesome feel good tune from Serena Ryder.

Also, I really love her hair in this video.

Now I want to get my hair all chopped off and dye it summer blonde.

Hmm.

Good thing I didn’t share a Sinead O’Connor video.

What have you been listening to lately?

Full disclosure. I am currently listening to the final concert of Celtic Colours International Festival from beautiful Cape Breton Island and now all I can think of is home and how much I miss it. (You can listen to it for the next 24 hours, but then it will go poof.)

Quick! Tell me something good!

What’s your favourite genre of music?

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Happy Thursday Briefings

It’s Thursday.

I’m just about to head out (on this no school day) to take Thing 1 to band rehearsal. They are preparing for a music festival next week and they all agreed (teenagers are awesome, btw) that they needed more work on their pieces. So, despite the fact that there is no school today there will be a band room full of sleepy, gangly, teenagers, trying their best to make marches sound remarkable and make their teacher proud.

Their teacher. This woman, you guys! She is a saint. She makes band fun. Yes, they work. Yes they are graded (because it is an actual, take-time-from-the-school-day class). No they do not all get easy perfect marks. It isn’t simply a boost to the aggregate. In fact there have been times when it has brought it down, but we are so very thankful for it.

I’ll be brief.

That was maybe a lie.

Oh well!

I am popping in here to post because I am starting to feel like if I don’t do that right now I might never do it again.

It’s not that I don’t have lots to say. (Umm hello! Have you met me*?!?) It’s more that I am trying to figure out a direction for my blog and whether or not the things I have to say are worthy to publish**.

Honestly, I don’t know why I care about that.

It’s not like hoards of people are lining up here to critique my every word or shame my choices. It’s a silly thing I really need to get over if I am to continue writing at all in this space.

The good news is that I am writing. (Here, there, and everywhere.) The bad news is that even after a couple of years of doing this I obviously still need a push.

Meh.

I’ll get over myself momentarily.

Meanwhile, thanks for sticking around. You are nice.

Happy Thursday!

 

 

 

  • Most of you probably have. Go ahead. Tell the people. I am one loquacious Peady.

** Worthy? Who cares? Hitting publish right now! No picture or SEO or anything. Oooooh! Risky!

How To Start a Sunday

The extremely blustery day woke us with a lot of noise. A heavy glass ball blew off the windowsill and made a rather dramatic landing on the floor. (It didn’t break – yay IKEA). It did scare the bejeezus out of us however. So, we did the only logical thing, we jumped out of bed, thanked our lucky stars it was too warm outside to be snow because it definitely would have been a blizzard, closed any open windows and jumped straight back into bed where we promptly zonked out. The glory of a sleep-in is a wonderful thing. When I woke up it was mostly quiet except for a really low television volume, so I got up an grabbed a little red fleece throw and my iThing, walked to the living room to say good morning to Thing 2 who was sitting in her beanbag chair quietly watching Wander Over Yonder, dropped off the phone and blanket, went to the kitchen to pour myself some coffee, filled my JOY. mug, and sat on the couch to drink it. I snapped a quick photo and counted to myself 3, 2, 1 … And was joined by a super snuggly Thing. Now I can’t move. Life is good. Happy Sunday.

Sunday coffee cheers!

The One Where There Is A Friends Reference

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After approximately 87,000* Facebook messages we** managed to go out to dinner and as expected it was fabulous!

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I could go on and on about my friends and my night out, but you would have no point of reference, so I thought I would keep it extremely succinct.

We grew up (okay, okay, we were in our 20s and some of us were married already. Whatever!) at a time when coffee shops were novel and everyone wanted a shebob just like Rachel’s, so sometimes we reference these things.

Tonight our conversations were all over the place. Have you ever overheard four friends who are also mothers having a conversation across a table? It’s quite remarkable, really. We zig. We zag. We share insight. We reminisce. We listen. We lament. We give advice. We offer support. We celebrate successes. We feel comfortable sharing stories – loudly.

What I am saying is you wouldn’t have over heard us. You simply would have heard us!

We also have a knack for witty remarks and pop culture references and that leads me to Friends.

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At one point (and completely apropos of nothing) a conversation about crows turned into a conversation about birds that mate for life which then led to – wait for it – lobsters!

Because LOGICAL!

*Slight exaggeration.

**Four friends from high school – which was a lifetime ago – getting together once a month to vent, dish, and laugh. So much laughing!

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Foto Finish Friday (Sorry*)

The weather, in Bedford, has been spectacular this week.

This very, very, very, long week.

I’m letting the photos speak for themselves.

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Goodnight.

*Not sorry.

Spidey Senses

My Spidey Senses are always tingling and I rely on my intuition a lot.

Sounds crazy, but there you have it.

Sometimes I just know stuff. I say it to people. They take it or leave it. That’s fine.

I, however, always take it seriously. If and when I ignore my little voice – as we all have our own lives to live and mistakes to make – it always comes back to haunt me in one way or another.

I was thinking about mistakes I have made in the past and inevitably that is exactly what happened. I wish I was the kind of blogger that could spill it here for all the world to see, but no, because it just isn’t my style. I can’t go against my own manifesto now can I? Plus, as anyone who knows anything knows – that would definitely come back to haunt me!

We all must listen to our own little voice. Mine might be different than yours and that is okay. Yours might tell you to go a completely different way than me and that is okay.

So, in keeping with the Friendly Neighbourhood Spider-Man theme I give you this most eloquent quote from Peter’s Uncle Ben.

With great power comes great responsibility.
~Benjamin Parker

 

In Which We Ponder Time

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Time is what is on my mind, so forgive me as I ramble. Why not right? I’m sure you* have the time!

School is in full swing and with the start of every new school year comes a boatload of extra-curricular activities and sports and lessons and and and …

Now wait. Before you ask me why I am over scheduling my kids, you should know that I am not. I never do. Once you learn a good, solid, lesson on what your children really need, that stuff sticks! I have learned what works best.

I have also learned that what works best one year doesn’t necessarily work best the next.

My Things are not itty-bitty anymore. With one Thing in his last year of Junior High and one Thing in Upper Elementary, the status quo was bound to change eventually.

Well, it’s changing!

Thing 2 will be in the Strings program – which I am thrilled about – at her new school (note: more new!) and Thing 2 is already in Instrumental Band at his school. While these two things individually are terrific, I can’t help but cringe a bit as I consider all the “what if?”s that are sure to be answered over the next few weeks. What if Thing 1’s infamous (well it is to me anyway) early morning band rehearsal is on the same day as an early morning strings rehearsal? What if the winter concerts are on the same night? What if there is a special practice outside of the regular (still mysterious) rehearsal times? I know that having my kids in music is the best thing for them. I don’t think that is a matter of opinion, by the way. I believe it is a matter of fact. I need them to be able to continue and my need for my kids to have music means I cannot possibly choose one kid’s need for music over the other kid’s need for music.

Did I mention we are a single vehicle family?

Did I also mention that that single vehicle is not a DeLorean?

Though, it is almost as old as one, so there’s another timeline I am unclear on. How long will it last? How many kilometres will we have on it when it finally decides to fail? I mean, it’s a car. They definitely do not last forever and I have grown rather accustomed to driving it. I will miss it for a myriad of reasons. I have lived without a car and it is not easy. It wasn’t easy with a 4 year old. It wasn’t easy with a 4 year old and a newborn. It certainly wouldn’t be easy with a 13 year old, a 9 year old, a violin, and a trumpet (wasn’t that an ’80s band**? Oh.. never mind. Where was I?), and trying to cart all over the city following a strict schedule and having to arrive on time!

Perhaps I am getting ahead of myself.

Maybe I should give myself some time to find out the answers to the “what if?”s.

Maybe the car will be fine for a little while longer.

Maybe I should spend less time thinking about the questions that bother me so.

Speaking of time (all the time, apparently), we are having a harder time waking up in the morning than any of us anticipated. We are still searching for the sweet spot of bedtime versus wakeup time, so far, this school year and we have overslept by a little bit a couple of days. (Gee, I wonder if committing to post something to my blog every day has anything to do with it? Why are late night talk shows suddenly so appealing to me? Why must Jimmy Fallon be so incredibly charming? Perpetually!) Today we overslept a lot! Not good. Everyone managed to get out the door on time, but Thing 2 was juuuust in time to catch her bus, running. Not ideal.

On the upside, I have started running!

Mostly for buses.

This morning.

Out of desperation.

Still though, at least I could run!

I’ll consider it practice for when the car dies.

*I kid. I kid. Especially if you have a kid. Extra especially if you have more than one and they are in school! Seriously, go take a nap! Why are you still here?!?

**Not quite.

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It is late and I am talking myself into posting tonight by basically writing this and posting it.

A dose of blog, if you will. You know, like drinking really gross coffee from your hometown because there are no other options and you really need some caffeine so you go to the place that has the caffeine? Yeah, that.

I was rather proud of myself for posting a blog last night and I had every intention of posting earlier today, but guess what! The Universe interjected and said, “Oh! You want something, now, do you? Ha ha! Itty bitty insignificant being. That’s not how it works!”, then proceeded to lock me out of my blog all day long and while I was trying to see the upside – I had posted, after all – it also went one step further and ate any and all comments that nice people left on my post. (There may or may not have been lots of comments. Who’s to say? It’s a mystery, really.)

Regardless, I feel sad. That really stinks, doesn’t it?

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When I was finally able to access my blog I was thrilled to see that a number of views did happen throughout the day, but not a single comment. The only reason I knew something was wrong with that particular aspect of my blog – at all – is that when I mentioned it to my IT Department he disagreed because, in fact, he had left a comment which clearly was not here. Wah!

Anyhoo!

If you left a comment. Thanks!

If you read my post. Thanks!

If you are reading this now. Thanks!

Hopefully this will be the last major bump in the road.

Speaking of bumps in the road. I didn’t plan on feeling any at all today and as such chose to be car-free for the entire day, but again the Universe chortled (oooh! Now there’s a 13 cent word!), and declared, “Car-free?!? Oh, ho ho! Silly human. That’s inconceivable!” and then went a step further and made sure Thing 1 had his phone with him (I swear he almost never takes that thing to school!) and would be permitted to panic text me from homeroom about forgotten items on this the real first day of school where students were expected to show up ready to start working, which – and call the teachers crazy if you must – involves little things like, you know, having school supplies with you at school.

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So, my plans were flipped on their head and my extra time was stolen.

I have plans to get it back.

I’ll come back tomorrow with my charts and slide rule.

Suffice it to say that smartphone is currently on my desk. Let’s just call it a tech time out.

That has to count for at least 30 minutes of my stolen time!

I’m feeling better already.

Posting!

 

Jump For Joy! It’s July! (A Peady Photo A Day Challenge)

Summer is great. We get to take a break from the everyday routine. We’re able to relax a bit more. Maybe we even get to go on a few little adventures. You know what’s really great about summer, though? Taking extra time to tap into the childhood skill of using our imagination more.

Let’s try it, shall we?

Okay, you pretend it’s July 1st and I’ll pretend that this was published then as I had intended.

Ta daa!

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Yay! We are very good at pretending!

So, there it is. July’s Peady Photo A Day Challenge.

You can jump in anytime. Interpret the prompt that corresponds to each day as you see fit and share a photo on Instagram* or your preferred social media platform, use the hashtag #PeadyPhotoADay, and we can all enjoy the summer through our shared memories. Fun, right?

I think so.

Speaking of July, it is off to a great start. Canada Day (That’s July 1st for my International readers.) was lovely and low key. It rained off and on for much of the morning, so we stayed home instead of heading downtown for the parade. We watched the noontime concert from Parliament Hill on CBC. I made homemade poutine (and hot dogs – because kids!) for lunch and it was perfection. Thing 2 and I painted our nails in the utmost patriotic shades of sparkly red and opalescent flecked white (They look really cute, actually. We even did a top coat and Thing 2 has little maple leaves with a jewel on each leaf on four of her nails. I’ll have to try and snap a photo.) so we would be all set for the fireworks show at 10 pm, but alas, the fog came rolling in and the fireworks were cancelled. So, like any good Canadian-American family we spent the remainder of the evening watching American Ninja Warrior**.

All is not lost though, the fireworks have been rescheduled for July 4th. Isn’t that fun? We will be there wearing our red shirts, skin stickers, and Canada Day headbands. Oh, I love it when a backup plan comes together!

How is your summer going so far?

Wait. Don’t answer that.

Show me!

Here’s to a very joyful July and a spectacular summer!

*Follow me @peadypics, if you’d like.

**Remind me to workout forever and ever and ever. Mmmkay?

Luke and Leia and Blogs – Oh My!

As promised, here are this year’s May the 4th (Be With You) treats!

What do you think?

Did you celebrate Star Wars Day?

Tell me all about it!

Now … umm … not to worry you or anything … but …

Beware the “Revenge of the 5th”!

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** Happy Cinco de Mayo, too! Imagine Cinco de Mayo falling on Taco Tuesday – so fun!