Tag: ragtag daily prompt

L is for Landscape

spring backyard

It’s snowing today. I would like to say this isn’t typical April weather in the Midwest, but I would be lying. Tracking the progress of the daffodils in front of the house, any weather is typical weather. In the past week we’ve had everything from rain, sleet, wind, sunshine, and snow. But in my dreams, I’m in my happy place and the landscape is green and sunny and warm. I’m sure those days will be here before long, but until then I’m dreaming about them while I wake up each day wondering how to dress.

A to Z Challenge- L

Photo a Day- Happy

Ragtag Daily Prompt- Picture

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Happy weekend!

-Kat

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A Little Silence

Ragtag Daily Prompt- Temperature

The sun is shining- it’s almost blinding it’s so bright. And the air is cold and crisp- nearly single digit temperatures despite the March date. It’s most definitely a day that is better spent inside cuddling nice and warm with your favorite blanket and person. Unfortunately I don’t have that luxury and I found myself outside the school waiting with the other freezing parents/grandparents waiting for our pre-k kiddos. It’s the first day afte a long weekend because of the holiday yesterday- you know, the big one? Oh, maybe if you aren’t from around here you’re not familiar with it. Pulaski Day*. I grew up thinking it was just a street name. Go figure.

The big holiday must have been too much for little… okay, not so little Beej, and he dropped like a ton of bricks on the ten minute ride home. After I deposited him on the couch, I got as far as removing his hat and unzipping his jacket before he put up a fight, all the while sleeping. One thing I’ve learned is if it isn’t going to totally screw up your entire day and night- let sleeping kids sleep!

And this is how I find myself sitting in a “silent” house in the middle of the day. But the silence? That’s a matter of opinion. We replaced the old worn siding on our house about a year ago and along with a beautiful new appearance, our house acquired new creaks, crackles and groans. I’ve been told it’s due to the new siding and should subside in time but I’m not so sure. This house cracks, snapples and pops at the slightest change in temperature or weather system, with the wind, of course, causing the most eruptive of noises- mostly late at night.

While I’m sitting here taking in the silence, the furnace joins in the competition to break it. Our furnace, located in the center of our house, has always sounded like a rocket launching. Lately, just to add to the fun, it has started making ticking noises at random. And now, today, as the rocket is firing up for take off, just as it ramps into overdrive, it fizzles out, as if a great wind just blew out its fuse. Not to be one to give in too easily, it gears up to launch again and this time it is successful.

And then it’s quiet once more. Well, okay, quiet except for the clock ticking, refrigerator humming, plane flying overhead, twigs and branches falling from the trees and hitting the house (not to be confused with the crackles and other noises caused by the siding), and Ari tip tapping her way through the room, reminding me that she’s due to get her nails cut.

And Beej completes a refreshing hour and a half long nap, oblivious to it all.

Happy Belated Pulaski Day!

-Kat

“Casimir Pulaski Day is a local holiday officially observed in Chicago, Illinois, on the first Monday of March in memory of Casimir Pulaski (March 6, 1745[1] – October 11, 1779), a Revolutionary War cavalry officer born in Poland as Kazimierz Pułaski. He is praised for his contributions to the U.S. military in the American Revolution and known as “the father of the American cavalry”.” –  Wikipedia

 

Lost

I wanted to find a few quotes to go along with this post- not that I know where I was going with it at all. And the opening lines to this song came up as a quote on Pinterest.

“How can I go forward when I don’t know which way I’m facing
How can I go forward when I don’t know which way to turn
How can I go forward into something I’m not sure of
Oh no, oh no”

-John Lennon, How

I had forgotten about this song. Somehow all of my John Lennon songs did not make it on to my phone when I switched over to my new phone. I haven’t been around the blogging world much. Honestly I haven’t been around much of any world other than caring for my loved one and when I’m not there, I’m taking care of the little guys and squeezing in a few other obligations. I’m surprised Target hasn’t called to see where if I’ve gone missing, since I can count on one hand the number of times that I’ve been there in the past six weeks.

As I listened to this song I felt a connection. My days have taken on a sort of unfamiliar yet becoming more familiar each day pattern. Most days I don’t know where I’m going or how I’m feeling and yet I end up where I need to be. It’s a very strange sense of feeling lost but knowing where I am.

And honestly, maybe it has nothing to do with feeling lost and everything to do with the word I accidentally typed as the prompt- sad.

-Kat

Ragtag Daily Prompt- Sad Lost

 

 

 

 

 

 

Saturday Drop In

If I could be doing anything right now….anything, what would it be? I do think about this in those quiet moments. I would love to sleep but for some reason my brain is not hard-wired to sleep. I’ve always been this way….. I’m not a sleeper. I need to write. Like, I really need to write- the words are swirling around in my head. And they are getting louder and louder. Unfortunately the voices and sounds outside my head are even louder still. Sitting in a beautiful garden reading a book would be pure heaven. I’m sure there are so many cool finds at the thrift stores that I could wander their aisles for hours. I have a kid (okay, he might be 23 years old but he’s still my baby) who I desperately want to visit at his new school. And my little guys aren’t so little anymore. CJ is creeping up on me in height and Beej is creeping up on me in vocabulary skills. I miss my hours, my day-to day- ness with them. I just want to sit at a table with my best friends and talk and talk and talk and then laugh about something completely silly and then talk some more.

I’m bone-weary. It takes every ounce of effort I can muster to make myself move each morning. But something funny happens when I step inside the doors of the facility where my loved one is regaining her strength. I am able to tap into a super secret supply of stored energy and I get through the day. Those other things- those things that I took for granted two months ago…. they just fade away.

And my loved one and I catch up on what’s been going on since I left (sometimes less than 12 hours ago). She tells me the night time happenings and I fill her in on my walk to her room, who I saw, what they were doing. We discuss the day ahead. And we dream about the near future when she’s back home where she belongs and desperately wants to be.

At meal time we arrive early to get prime seating in the dining room. It might be the highlight of our day- seeing what happens next. Since the facility is both assisted living and post-acute care, the residents are an interesting blend. And one of our favorite things to do has always been to people-watch.

When we aren’t hanging out in the dining room, we engage in another of our favorite past-times. I recently dug up past magazine anniversary issues of our favorite long time running television show. We pour over them, asking each other, “Do you remember…?” This activity keeps us entertained for hours. “How old was X-character then?” she might ask. I reach for my phone or iPad and look it up. One question might lead us on an endless number of further questions. And we laugh at how little we remember or just the opposite- how we can recall what a character was wearing when they said something memorable.

Some days others come and visit and/or help out, and I squeeze in other responsibilities. Free time is a distant memory. But those times when we are at lunch or dinner, angling for the best view overlooking the entire dining room, enjoying the antics of our fellow diners or when we are huddled up in my loved one’s room desperately trying to remember when a character who is now in their possible mid 30’s was actually born and shaking our heads at how much times has flown, I don’t need anything more to affirm that I’m right where I should be.

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SoCS- Affirm

Ragtag Daily Prompt- Effort

Fandango’s One Word Challenge- Anything

Have a great weekend!

-Kat

 

Legos, Pompoms and Lumber

I can’t remember a time when there weren’t toys around the house. I know that there were years between my kids outgrowing their toys and the next generation slowly infiltrating our home with theirs but it just seems natural to find toys here and there. I consider them mementos of the little boys who occupy so much of my time these days.

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Ever step on one of these buggers in your bare feet???
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There is no end to the things you can do with pompoms- and the added bonus is that they don’t hurt when you step on them!

And finally, when the prompt fits….

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Lumber

Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Any Kind of Geometric Shape

Just Jot It January- Memento

Ragtag Daily Prompt- Lumber

Happy Monday!

-Kat

A New Look for our Christmas Tree!

beej decorating the treeOne of my favorite traditions is decorating the Christmas tree. Over the years my children and husband have been part of that tradition, sometimes more involved, sometimes not. Okay, so my husband sets up the tree and puts on the lights and he considers his job done. Since the big kids began college and aren’t home until days before the holiday, that leaves me and the little kids to do the job.

As you can imagine, young children and Christmas trees get along almost as well as Christmas trees and cats! Over the years we have adapted our decorating to accommodate the younger members of our family. For the most part, our tree and ornaments have survived. That is, until four year old Beej was old enough to reach the tree.

My mother recently asked me how my tree managed to survive all these years and children until now. I told her that none of those kids were little Beej! beej under the tree

Within an hour of the lights being added to the tree, Beej decided that they needed some minor tweaks. Somehow he ended up wrapped up in the lights himself! I’m sure he couldn’t resist the magical feeling of being surrounded by twinkling lights!

He meticulously placed each ornament so I have to believe that there is some secret four year olds logic to the large number of ornaments hung facing the tree. Maybe there’s something special hiding in the center of the tree? And the big gaping holes where there are no ornaments? Are those branches in trouble? Did they do something to offend Beej? When I point them out, he pointedly ignores the huge empty spots and places a second or third ornament on a nearby occupied branch.

Other ornaments do not receive the honor of making it on to the tree. Or maybe they hold another special distinction because I never know where I’m going to find them!

 

glitter duck ornament
This sparkly duck ended up in the pizza making department after I explained to Beej that although he is a duck, he is covered with glitter so the bath tub is not the place for him! Beej countered with his own logic that the duck did not have wheels, therefore water was the only place for him!! 

Poor Bert looks very lost and confused about he how ended up on the kitchen counter. And this sweet little Muppet found herself abandoned on the chair with an arm broken when Beej fumbled while trying to see if she could stand on her own.

It did not take me long to realize that I had two options- 1. Spend the entire holiday season being the Christmas tree police, or 2. Decorate the tree with unbreakable ornaments and pack away the precious heirlooms.

Knowing how easy it is to make an indelible memory in the mind of four year old, I chose option 2. I would rather have Beej (and any other grandkids to come) remember that I let them truly enjoy the tree, than have my nagging voice ringing through his head for the rest of his life! Thank goodness Target seems to carry an endless selection of $3 kid-friendly ornaments!

And on the plus side, just imagine how precious those older ornaments are going to be to us when we pull them out in a few years, after having them safely tucked away!

Sunday Stills- Traditions

Ragtag Daily Prompt- Fumble

Fandango’s One Word Challenge- Magical

Photo a Day- Start with a C

Happy Holidays!

-Kat

Thankful, Grateful, Blessed

Two weeks ago I could tell you what was happening every day from that point on until today. I might have had to pause to remember which family members would be working or in this state or traveling, but I had it all figured out. Other than feeling a little tired in anticipation of the jam-packed two weeks, I was ready. 

I’m not sure when things began to unravel, but unravel they did. The days got away from me and I felt like I was always behind, trying to keep up. I held on to some strands longer than others. I was able to keep up with my writing until last Wednesday when I slipped down the side of the mountain and now that I’m nearly at the bottom and the Friday deadline is looming, I’m not quite sure how this will play out. Oddly enough, other than total exhaustion on Thanksgiving day and a volatile three year old who spent the day sharing his many mood swings smack dab in the middle of the kitchen during food prep, the meal was prepared, edible, and somewhat on time. We are wrapping up a busy two weeks and preparing to pick up the pieces of everyday life until the next holiday hits!

I am thankful, grateful, and blessed for- 

 

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A quiet and spacious writing space during my weekend away
chicago river
Not too cold weather during my conference weekend

 

amtrak train arrival
Whether they were delayed by hours or showed up early, the safe arrivals and departures of our loved ones

 

turkey
Sharing a meal with as many of my people as we could gather

birthday balloon

 

Celebrating our youngest family member’s birthday as only a preschooler can! 

The pictures might be slightly blurry with wonky colors, but the memories are sharp and in focus. 

 

Sunday Stills- Thankful

Ragtag Daily Prompt- Grateful

Wishing you a belated and blessed Thanksgiving!

-Kat