Anyhow, as I sort and delete and rotate pictures from the trip here is one teaser shot:
Look at our Portland-hoodiness...we fit right in! Seattle really is a fine city. (Especially now that they have an H & M!!!!!)
Friday, October 17, 2008
We're back.
The car is unpacked, the cooler is emptied, the laundry and diapers washed.....and now I am desperately trying to catch up on blogs I am following. Before the trip, I would sit and check for updates a few times a day, thinking "Blog something, people, BLOG I SAY!" Now, I am all, "Geez, people, don't you have lives...?" Of course you do, which, in turn, gives you something to blog about....
Anyhow, as I sort and delete and rotate pictures from the trip here is one teaser shot:
Look at our Portland-hoodiness...we fit right in! Seattle really is a fine city. (Especially now that they have an H & M!!!!!)
Anyhow, as I sort and delete and rotate pictures from the trip here is one teaser shot:
Look at our Portland-hoodiness...we fit right in! Seattle really is a fine city. (Especially now that they have an H & M!!!!!)
Monday, October 13, 2008
From the life of Mama Nomad
I am joining Mrs. G and her followers in a pictoral "Day in the Life." So without further ado, here is what 4 out of 5 days of the week look like for Mama Nomad...
Lucky me, I like to sleep in and Papa Nomad takes the baby downstairs with him around 8 am. I roll out around 9:30 and usually see this first thing as I head downstairs:
Blake and I split making breakfast about half the time (depends on who gets hungriest first...)--today Blake hands me a plate while I hold George over his little potty. Our breakfast always, ALWAYS involves eggs, some sort of pork product, and toast. Mmmmmm, pork....
Before I can even fathom anything in my life, I MUST have a clean kitchen. I call this default kitchen, and once achieved, life can proceed.
so I drink a little black tea....(cup #1)
...and turn the kitchen into this!
This little one hangs out with me while I do the job. (Mayan and Blake run to Costco.)
Oh, guess what time it is! (cup of tea #2 in corner)
Sitting and nursing always attracts a crowd...first the cat...then this little lady appears and asks "Mama, will you read me a book?"
Of course I will!
Once freed from the pile, I head to my little office area to check emails, and my to-do list. My mom just stoked me out with this desk so now I feel like a "grown-up"....
Mayan gets going on her homeschooling:
and the babe sleeps in his hammock:
so for the next while, I am back and forth between the desk and helping the girls with their work....what a productive crew!
Lunch time--leftovers. Today--chicken with pomegranate and walnuts.
Baby wakes from nap and is ready for a refill:
You'll never guess what happens next! "Mama....."
I make some cocoa for my sweeties (and cup #3 of tea for me) while they do a puzzle. I do more kitchen puttering....
Back to the computer to do some research. (Same cup as tea, I think..) For those that do not know this is called NAKing (nursing at keyboard):
and he's down again for a late afternon snooze:
Blake gets home around 6 andI command Blake to "stand here and stir" we collaborate on dinner:
After a hearty meal, Mayan and I play a rousing game of Mancala and I have a glass of wine:
Blake bathes and reads to Isadore upstairs, while Mayan and I start a new chapter book--Little Women! George assumes the position, Mayan crochets:
Ah, the kids are put to bed...what shall we do??
Watch Boston Legal on Netflix and drink another glass of wine....why what were YOU thinking?
I check on Georgie, still fast asleep...
and crawl in to bed with a glass of milk, a piece of zucchini bread, and watch an episode of Seinfeld before drifting off...hopefully I'll get an hour or two in of uninteruppted sleep before the baby wakes and I bring him into bed with us.
Did that seem terribly dull?? Believe or not, I love (nearly) every minute of it! It's true....*happy sigh*
FYI--we will be in Seattle for most of next week, so no posts from me...biut I am looking forward to ctching up on all of your blogs when I get home. Cheers!
Lucky me, I like to sleep in and Papa Nomad takes the baby downstairs with him around 8 am. I roll out around 9:30 and usually see this first thing as I head downstairs:
Blake and I split making breakfast about half the time (depends on who gets hungriest first...)--today Blake hands me a plate while I hold George over his little potty. Our breakfast always, ALWAYS involves eggs, some sort of pork product, and toast. Mmmmmm, pork....
Before I can even fathom anything in my life, I MUST have a clean kitchen. I call this default kitchen, and once achieved, life can proceed.
so I drink a little black tea....(cup #1)
...and turn the kitchen into this!
This little one hangs out with me while I do the job. (Mayan and Blake run to Costco.)
Oh, guess what time it is! (cup of tea #2 in corner)
Sitting and nursing always attracts a crowd...first the cat...then this little lady appears and asks "Mama, will you read me a book?"
Of course I will!
Once freed from the pile, I head to my little office area to check emails, and my to-do list. My mom just stoked me out with this desk so now I feel like a "grown-up"....
Mayan gets going on her homeschooling:
and the babe sleeps in his hammock:
so for the next while, I am back and forth between the desk and helping the girls with their work....what a productive crew!
Lunch time--leftovers. Today--chicken with pomegranate and walnuts.
Baby wakes from nap and is ready for a refill:
You'll never guess what happens next! "Mama....."
I make some cocoa for my sweeties (and cup #3 of tea for me) while they do a puzzle. I do more kitchen puttering....
Back to the computer to do some research. (Same cup as tea, I think..) For those that do not know this is called NAKing (nursing at keyboard):
and he's down again for a late afternon snooze:
Blake gets home around 6 and
After a hearty meal, Mayan and I play a rousing game of Mancala and I have a glass of wine:
Blake bathes and reads to Isadore upstairs, while Mayan and I start a new chapter book--Little Women! George assumes the position, Mayan crochets:
Ah, the kids are put to bed...what shall we do??
Watch Boston Legal on Netflix and drink another glass of wine....why what were YOU thinking?
I check on Georgie, still fast asleep...
and crawl in to bed with a glass of milk, a piece of zucchini bread, and watch an episode of Seinfeld before drifting off...hopefully I'll get an hour or two in of uninteruppted sleep before the baby wakes and I bring him into bed with us.
Did that seem terribly dull?? Believe or not, I love (nearly) every minute of it! It's true....*happy sigh*
FYI--we will be in Seattle for most of next week, so no posts from me...biut I am looking forward to ctching up on all of your blogs when I get home. Cheers!
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Georgie's swing
Hung a swing up for Baby Meat Fat...at first he was skeptical....
but it didn't take long....
...and with two sisters pushing him, he was absolutely thrilled!
Yay, Georgie Boy!
And then, since he was a sitting duck, the girls dressed him up like an Egyptian. The first of many, many times I am sure...
but it didn't take long....
...and with two sisters pushing him, he was absolutely thrilled!
Yay, Georgie Boy!
And then, since he was a sitting duck, the girls dressed him up like an Egyptian. The first of many, many times I am sure...
Sunday, October 5, 2008
The Nomad Family's week in review 10-5-08
I sold these on craigslist. Is it just me or do the rockets on the shoes look a little....penis-y? I undersold myself and they sold in under an hour. Should have asked for more...Wouldshouldcoulda.
The liitle man is rearing to crawl. Much earlier than my other babies. He's been up on all fours for over a week now, it just a matter of time....
"I like big butts and I cannot lie..." In an effort to
You go, buddy!!!!!
The girls insisted the other day that they were twins. So I got silly with them and called Isadore "Mayan" and Mayan "Isadore"...they got a HUGE kick out of it.
In conjunction with my cloth-only challenge, I started putting the EC (Elimination Communication) I have studied into practice for the first time. Geo and I spent a good amount of time sitting on his little pot waiting....and waiting......Seriously, I've never spend so much time staring at the end of penis, waiting excitedly for something to happen. After a few days nothing had happened; he peed in the pot 2 times but of course when we'd been sitting there for a long time and I would start focusing on something else, like talking to the girls. Then I'd realize he'd already done it and didn't get to do the "Psssssss" sound to help him connect the two (if you are familiar with EC this makes sense, if not I apologize.) I think when I got excited he was making cues to pee/poo, I'd pick him up and hold him over something (the potty or sink) and that act would jostle him so much and make him not have to go. So finally on the 3rd day I sat him on his pot and after less than a minute he peed AND pooped. Oh my, how I celebrated! One diaper saved....many more to go...
Blake had a gig playing drums for The Red King who was headling the annual Dark Arts Festival. Poor thing--the show began at midnight. Here we are staying up when we'd rather be snuggled up watching Boston Legal. We laughed at how tragically un-goth we are--I made Blake some chocolate chip cookies while he waited to depart, we joked about about funny it would be if he wore his Sesame Street shirt to the show.
Is it time to go yet?
Okay, so today we helped my parents move from SE to Portland to The Dalles because they got a job managing an apartment complex, which is great. But, of course, today it was raining. And it so happens to be our anniversary (7 years since we were married in Mexico!) But whatever. We're just happy to help. I may not look jazzed but the baby slept from 11pm to 5am straight so I am actaully VERY well-rested and rearing to go!
Mayan reading T.S. Eliot's Book of Practical Cats
Isadore (who began READING this week) is all about writing words. Here she is writing "MEAN BAT."
The world's most perfect car traveler.
Oh, come on B! Here we are picking up the U-Haul (which Papa Nomad drove.)
The girls were a super great help (and looked really cute doing it, too.)
Hey, blog readers, be sure to "follow" me....add the blogs you like (like mine!) to your "blogs I read" list and it makes it SUPER easy to keep up. Cheers!
Thursday, October 2, 2008
The Adventures of P and K
As many of you know, Blake has a dear uncle named Payson whom he has always been close with (an early blog post here). Pays has no children of his own and has always treated his nephew and niece (Phoo and Knees as he calls them) like a son and daughter. As a wonderful added bonus, he is married to a wonderful woman named Kamla, who is originally from India, so they split their time between the 2 countries--summers in the Kullu Valley of the Himalayas and winters in Del Mar, CA. He's an artist, environmentalist, geologist, writer, and entrepreneur; she is a well-known writer/poet and teacher. Both are extremely intelligent and focused, grounded and aware--they have been solid and positive influences in our lives.
Their interests and lifestyles of course lead them to exciting and often unpredicable adventures. About a week ago, I emailed them to ask when they would be returning to the states and when I got no reply I became slightly concerned....Yesterday, I found out why. Apparently, while visiting a Buddhist monastary built in 996 AD a freak snowstorm hit, and had left them and a few hundred tourists and citizens stranded in a 1000 year old village called Tabo, in the beautiful high desert region of Spiti in the Himalayas. They were trapped there for weeks with no electricity, poor water supply and little contact with the outside world. Naturally, many of the people were fearful and restless--some even tried to hike out on their own. In this attempt, 3 people died and another came close when a falling boulder struck her.
P and K, though? Like the great, zen-like people we know them to be, they decided to make the most of the situation. They spent hours marveling at the great murals painted by the monks hundreds of year ago. Aside from meditating with the monks daily and doing drawings of the landscape, art and people, they began volunteering at the monastary's school. They taught the 8th grade children, many of whom spoke English very well, geology lessons, English grammar, story-telling, and ethics. During an intense meditation session, Payson says he heard a "voice" tell him to document the region so he approached the head Abbott and he agreed, so P began filming from morning til night, gathering over 7 hours of footage which he hopes to edit down when he returns to the states. All the while, their 10th anniversay passed as they were living this, and both consider the experience a great blessing.
Attitude, people, its all about attitude.
From Paysons email:
K and I adapted quickly and had an amazing experience in Tabo. I sat twice daily (6am/1 hour and 3pm/30-45min) with the monks and their chanting was transcendent. It shifted my practice stilling it a bit more and I found myself just flowing with the whole situation. There were about 40 international tourists and many of them were very uncertain/agitated about what to do as the local and state officials offered little help. After about a week some trekked out on their own and one Chilean woman was hit by falling boulders but fortunately not too serious. That scared the rest and they waited longer for the roads to be cleared and slides to abate.
During all this I was pretty much focused on my daily sitting and the incredible temples (9) which had murals and sculpture with religious/Buddhist art from 1000AD thru 17th century. Initially I did a lot of drawing of the art, the monks, the mts, etc. but then in one meditation a voice (sic!) said do a movie about this place. So a week into the stay I pulled out my new video DV (digital video) camera (which I haven't been too into) and asked the head Abbot, Gehseji (80 years old from Tibet) if they would like to have a documentary on the monastery. They were very receptive and gave me the go-ahead, especially to tape the chanting, the interiors of the temple and the artwork (where no photography is allowed. For the next five days I worked from around 6am until 6-7pm basically documenting the monastery, the activities of the monks, then the local people and environs, and the tourists who were there. I've got 7 hours of video footage from which I hope/think can be turned into a 20-30 min documentary. It's not broadcast quality and what I'd hope to do is edit it in India before leaving or in CA later to generate interest in a professional tech quality TV and DVD documentary. Though it was intense experience looking at their world thru the tiny lens, I really got into it! And you know me….work hard/push push!
Blake and I want to be like Payson and Kamla when we grow up! :)
Their interests and lifestyles of course lead them to exciting and often unpredicable adventures. About a week ago, I emailed them to ask when they would be returning to the states and when I got no reply I became slightly concerned....Yesterday, I found out why. Apparently, while visiting a Buddhist monastary built in 996 AD a freak snowstorm hit, and had left them and a few hundred tourists and citizens stranded in a 1000 year old village called Tabo, in the beautiful high desert region of Spiti in the Himalayas. They were trapped there for weeks with no electricity, poor water supply and little contact with the outside world. Naturally, many of the people were fearful and restless--some even tried to hike out on their own. In this attempt, 3 people died and another came close when a falling boulder struck her.
P and K, though? Like the great, zen-like people we know them to be, they decided to make the most of the situation. They spent hours marveling at the great murals painted by the monks hundreds of year ago. Aside from meditating with the monks daily and doing drawings of the landscape, art and people, they began volunteering at the monastary's school. They taught the 8th grade children, many of whom spoke English very well, geology lessons, English grammar, story-telling, and ethics. During an intense meditation session, Payson says he heard a "voice" tell him to document the region so he approached the head Abbott and he agreed, so P began filming from morning til night, gathering over 7 hours of footage which he hopes to edit down when he returns to the states. All the while, their 10th anniversay passed as they were living this, and both consider the experience a great blessing.
Attitude, people, its all about attitude.
From Paysons email:
K and I adapted quickly and had an amazing experience in Tabo. I sat twice daily (6am/1 hour and 3pm/30-45min) with the monks and their chanting was transcendent. It shifted my practice stilling it a bit more and I found myself just flowing with the whole situation. There were about 40 international tourists and many of them were very uncertain/agitated about what to do as the local and state officials offered little help. After about a week some trekked out on their own and one Chilean woman was hit by falling boulders but fortunately not too serious. That scared the rest and they waited longer for the roads to be cleared and slides to abate.
During all this I was pretty much focused on my daily sitting and the incredible temples (9) which had murals and sculpture with religious/Buddhist art from 1000AD thru 17th century. Initially I did a lot of drawing of the art, the monks, the mts, etc. but then in one meditation a voice (sic!) said do a movie about this place. So a week into the stay I pulled out my new video DV (digital video) camera (which I haven't been too into) and asked the head Abbot, Gehseji (80 years old from Tibet) if they would like to have a documentary on the monastery. They were very receptive and gave me the go-ahead, especially to tape the chanting, the interiors of the temple and the artwork (where no photography is allowed. For the next five days I worked from around 6am until 6-7pm basically documenting the monastery, the activities of the monks, then the local people and environs, and the tourists who were there. I've got 7 hours of video footage from which I hope/think can be turned into a 20-30 min documentary. It's not broadcast quality and what I'd hope to do is edit it in India before leaving or in CA later to generate interest in a professional tech quality TV and DVD documentary. Though it was intense experience looking at their world thru the tiny lens, I really got into it! And you know me….work hard/push push!
Blake and I want to be like Payson and Kamla when we grow up! :)
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