Unbroken Sabbatical

While I am on a sabbatical from my blog, I still have to write my weekly column for the newspaper, so thought I would share it with you. I am not going to edit it into a post–this is how it will appear in the Kingsville Reporter this week (with a fifteen year old picture of me anchoring page 5.)

ON THE HOMEFRONT

Happy..Happy.. Mother's Day :-)..

Happy..Happy.. Mother’s Day (Photo credit: Thai Jasmine)

 Happy Mom’s Day

  “I got to grow up with a mother who taught me to believe in me.” ~ Antonio Villaraigosa

My hope is that my children will be able to say that they got to grow up with a mother who taught them to believe in themselves. That is one of the greatest gifts I can think of, and it is a gift my mother bestowed on me. I have been a mother for over twenty-seven years. I lost my mom when I was thirty-nine, but in those thirty-nine years she taught me a lot. And one of the things she taught me was how to be a mom.  I am still working on it  ~  it takes a lot of practice.

 Not too long after I lost my mother, I met Ida Conklin (a well known lady in Kingsville) at the bank. She expressed her sympathy at my loss. She was a bit older than my mother but she told me that one never really gets over losing their mother. And she was so right. Even as I write this today, I have a lump in my throat and tears in my eyes. As Mother’s Day approaches, I would prefer that she were still here and that I not just have memories of her. But, the memories are many and they are precious.  I always have a hard time writing my Mother’s Day column because there is such a flood of memories—and I still cannot seem to put them in words. But, if you still have your mom, honour her. If your mom has gone to what I like to think of as a “better place” honour her memory. That is all I have to say…..for now, except Happy Mother’s Day to all moms, and goodnight.

 Another topic:

            As you know if you read this column on a somewhat regular basis, I have become a blogger—which is just another name for someone who has a presence in the ethereal regions of the internet. One of my favourite bloggers is Heidi@lightlycrunchy.wordpress.com. She has a very down home but sophisticated take on life that I really enjoy. She is not into existentialism, crazy metaphysical hokum, or super analyzing her pain and angst (at least not in her blog—but don’t get me wrong—I enjoy a little metaphysical hokum at times). She is ~ dare I say it, sensible, with a deft sense of humour. Here, just in time for spring is her post on what she intends to plant in her huge garden which she tends with the help of her family. She works outside the home and inside the home. Here is a little example of her life:

Today we cleaned up, the kids did a complete clean out of the barn and there was even a chance for a nap. I sorted through the seed order and am going to use this space to write them down. Last year I neglected to record anything and lost the packing slip, so I am leaving myself a list here where I can find it again when ordering time comes around next year. I am pretty good at keeping records, but lousy at remembering where I put them.

We’ll still have to purchase our seed potatoes, green pepper and hot pepper plants, tomatoes in several varieties and some onion sets, but this will be a good start. Next weekend we’ll start planting some seed.

dill

dill (Photo credit: sweet lil’ bunny)

Here is her order:

 2013 William Dam Seed Order: Basil – Italian Large Leaf Organic/Sweet Basil; Beans (bush) – Provider; Brussels Sprouts – Jade Cross Hybrid; Carrots – Nelson Hybrid/Baltimore Hybrid; Cucumber – Eureka Hybrid & Sweet Success Hybrid; Dill – Bouquet; Lettuce – Great Lakes 659/Buttercrunch/Bon Vivant Salad Mix/ Pinares; Melons – Diplomat Hybrid/Halona Hybrid; Onions – Ramrod/Camelot Hybrid; Parsley – Green Pearl Organic; Peas – Lincoln; Pumpkins-Dill’s Atlantic Giant/Mustang Hybrid/ Spooktacular Hybrid; Radish – Raxe; Rosemary; Sage; Spinach – Space Hybrid; Sunflower (Helianthus) – Mammoth Russian; Watermelon – Jade Star Hybrid, Full Lucky Hybrid; Zucchini – Spineless Beauty Hybrid; Leek – Jolant.”

            I know this list has some of you salivating—and your fingers are just itching to get into the soil, and I know enough to realize that you have probably already done a little planting.  Others (me included) are a little confused, yet impressed with all the seeds that Heidi has gathered, particularly the Spooktacular pumpkins and space spinach.

            Left to my own devices I would probably get a tomato plant or two—but my eldest son is raring to go on this year’s garden—so,… so be it. If you only want to garden in your mind, check out Heidi’s blog—she will keep you updated on her progress as well as show you the fruits of her labour – she cans and freezes and makes spaghetti sauce—and has a husband who cooks! (I love my husband, but I think I could love him just that bit more if he cooked.)

~ A Poohism To Get You Through Your Day ~

 

“When you are a Bear of Very Little Brain, and you think of Things, you find that sometimes a Thing that seemed  Thingish inside  you is quite different when it gets out into the open and has other people looking at it.” ~ A. A. Milne

Winnie the Pooh

Winnie the Pooh (Photo credit: JayPLee)

 This quote is known  as a “Poohism” and is part and parcel of the wisdom and philosophy of Winnie the Pooh, from the series of books created by A.A. Milne for his son.

Children are very wise. They understand the complicated statements made by their favourite characters. They know that Pooh is smart despite the fact that he is always saying that he is a Bear of Very Little Brain. And they know that sometimes something they are thinking inside their brains becomes something very different when it sees the light of day.

When I first read this statement I did not necessarily think of it as something positive. Sometimes when we reveal what is inside of us to other people they think we are rather odd; or the way we express ourselves does not magically trip off our tongue quite the way we imagined. But  sometimes giving those thoughts a voice can help disperse them, especially if they are thoughts of fear or revelations of angst.

Doodle You

Doodle You (Photo credit: neonbubble)

There is a sensitive blogger, summerteifi, who doodles her thoughts and by doing so gets them out in the open. Her advice is this:

“Express yourself, embrace creativity to help release these fears, pain and worry. Once out on paper, they soften and feel distant and become reassured by the motherly parenting parts of yourself. And if they don’t, keep doodling, keep sharing, keep expressing and never stop knowing this too shall pass.”

So how do you get your Thingish things out in the open?

      


Comforts ~ Day 3 or Reality Bites

pizza

pizza (Photo credit: Mickipedia)

It should not be so hard this early in my 18 day challenge (it is only Day 3) to come up with three things I am grateful for. And it is not. But it is hard to come up with three clever things I am grateful for. So today I am grateful for:

1. John, my husband of 30 years

2. Adam my eldest son, who is 26

3. Tyler, my youngest, who is 21

It is not hard to be grateful for these guys except that they all drive me just a little bit crazy—each in their own unique way. But I love them even when they drive me crazy. I think this is called unconditional love.

It is easy to love people when they are being kind and thoughtful and loving. It is a little bit harder when they are not being kind and thoughtful and loving. I am grateful for these three when they are being wonderful, and even when they are not.  They have taught me what a family is all about—and for that I am truly grateful. I cannot imagine my life without them—even if they cannot find things that are directly in front of them (or a little bit off to the left: read on).

There is a commercial on TV that some people have panned, calling the kids incredibly stupid because they call their mother on the phone and say that they are starving and cannot find anything to eat. The mother responds that yes they can find something— and tells them to just turn their heads to the left and they will find these little frozen pizza packets that will make their lives complete for the moment.

Somehow Mom knew that they had their heads in the freezer, and that they could not find the snack without her help. Some people think this commercial is unrealistic. I am here to tell you that it is not. It is as real as real can be. None of the three people mentioned above (whom I truly am eternally grateful for) can find anything in my house (except of course my hidden cupcakes—but that is another story).

If I want to confuse the men in my family, I merely have to hang their clothes in their closets. When I do that, it is as if their clothes are gone forever. Seriously, I am not kidding. I could go on and on, and give example after example, but they are keepers for far more reasons than they are irritating. And for that, I am most grateful.

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Day 18 ~ 200 Words

12 hours in 90s

12 hours in 90s (Photo credit: Astro Guy)

Midnights.  My youngest son is working midnights at a greenhouse warehouse for the summer.  I am his designated driver to and from work. I have not  figured out a good schedule for sleep yet. By the time I do, I imagine he will be back at school in London, and I will be basking in the glory of being able to go to bed at my normal bedtime of  8:00 p.m.– all the while missing his mostly sunny disposition. (I don’t go to sleep at 8:00, but nestle in with some books and magazines, just in case you were wondering if I am 102.)

Since I freelance, I do not have a 9 – 5 schedule, so I have been free to experiment. So I tried to nap in the afternoon. Didn’t work. Then I tried to nap when I bring him home at 8:15 a.m. Didn’t work. Then I tried from 9 p.m.  to 11 p.m. Did not work! I have trouble napping in the daytime, and when I try to get some sleep at night before he goes to work, I wake up groggy and nauseated for some reason.

So, I am just putting this in the good parenting knapsack and taking one for the gipper.

Published in: on July 24, 2012 at 3:31 am  Comments (23)  
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