someone hearts me

well, what a surprise i got today when i was reading all my favorite blogs. someone hearts me and gave me an award. thank you ballerina girl. There are some rules that go with this so pay attention in case you are the next honoree.

link to the person who gave the award.

pass it to 7 others and link to them

leave a message so they are aware they have been gifted

so first on my list is http://themisplacedamericans.blogspot.com/ i just recently came across this blog and it fulfills my need to hear of all things expat.

then we have http://ms-adventures.blogspot.com/ i love the writing and different opinions mostly by women.

a blog i found in looking for people living in china. nice to have a companion wherever you are.
http://blogaroundtheworld2.blogspot.com/

this is my mom who just started her blog http://judaleigh.blogspot.com/

stephen - i love you http://hollyhockacres.blogspot.com/

britty and kenny the cutest newlyweds i know http://kennybritt.blogspot.com/

this final site speaks to my creative side inspiring me to do something creative each day. http://mayamade.blogspot.com/

i hope you all enjoy these blogs as much as i do and do not forget to visit ballerina girl, my friend living in my one of my favorite brasilian places.

gloves, anyone?

last night I bought pizza for dinner and upon opening the bag found these plastic gloves. We had a good laugh. Often here you will be given gloves when eating food that may require you to use fingers.

To those of you who read this blog in the hopes of seeing grandchildren, nieces, nephews, here are a few pictures .

presbyopic at such an early age.

cupcake birthday cake made by the birthday girl herself - gwendolyn

one of the birthday gifts - hong kong disneyland teaset

bronwyn painted my hair pink and blue - do you like it? Three weeks later and some pink can still be seen. The scabs and head-bump are from a fall at the theme park. it was quite a goose egg.

the ferris wheel at ocean park. This theme park is built on a mountain. This made some of the rides even more thrilling and amazing. Remy didn't ride a lot of rides for fear they would break down and roll into the sea.





beautiful girls



can I wear your hat, Mickey?


we all had a really good time. Hopefully we will get to go again.

hopes and fears

Parrish is sleeping peacefully. A thing that is not happening everyday now. The moments that I steal for myself are few. In twenty minutes these rooms will be full of noise. The sounds of children returning from school, of laughing and living. Often these noises drive me crazy, but right now in the quiet I miss the sweet voices of my children about their business. Soon my youngest will be off to school and the truth is that I will miss him. For almost 8 years I have always had a child at home. My life as an expat has always been about my children. I wonder and fear if I will lose the connectedness that I feel with my children as they start to gain their independence. I suppose it is the way of things and as they grow and move on to the next phase so must I.



After the birth of Parrish, I had a diffcult time coming to grips with the fact that there would be no more pregnancies, no more babies. For a year or more maybe I struggled with this, trying to move on to my next phase. I think that I have, but I have done it with sadness instead of embracing what the next phase brings to me. As my children grow and mature though, I wonder and fear that I am not giving them all that I can, not being the example I should, not making and cherishing the most of their short time with me. So much to fear, but I will not let it drown out all my hopes and dreams. I am a mother who sees and knows what these sweet souls can become. I am honored to guide them to their next phase and I will smile with the knowledge that they know who they are and where they want to go. Soon I will be sending them into the world brave and bright and shining.

post changes

changes can be good. I am a person who likes tweaking things. I like color and I like not too fussy. Yesterday, feeling like I couldn't really relate to my blog, I found myself searching through the cutest blog on the block and pyzam to find a new background that said, me. Bronwyn and Gwendolyn have the cutest backgrounds from pyzam, but I couldn't find anything that fit and the cutest blog site was a little too fussy for me. I decided to just use a pop of color and seeing that I was feeling in need of a happy color I chose yellow. I loved it. It was a beautiful, bright, I dare you to not feel cheery, sunshiny yellow. I must say that it was not my intention to hurt ballerina girl's eyes or make her run for the sunglasses. Since we love to hear from her and would hate to lose her as a blogina I have toned it down. Hope you like the yellow. Doesn't it make you smile?



this is artwork by jill morton. I love the colors.

celebrate you

During the course of some actual me time reading, I came across an article about aspiring to be more. This particular writer was trying to inspire people to be extraordinary. It struck me because we should always be striving to be more, to do better, but is there a time when we should say "hey, it wasn't perfect, but it was good."? Of course we should. You may think that I am championing mediocrity, such is not the case. I think we should always strive for the best, but I see many women who have a difficult time not achieving to the highest degree, when often they have been successful and maybe they didn't attain the level they were aiming at but they did go higher than the time before. We should give ourselves a break and learn to be happy with our accomplishments. When we accept ourselves and are happy with all we do we end up being more productive and more able to move forward and do better and better. So today I challenge you to cut yourself some slack. be happy with who and where you are.

some things to do to celebrate you:



1. laugh




2.have a spa day or at least a pedicure




3. look at your amazing children - you were a contributing factor.





4. blow bubbles

5. make a gratitude wordle!

and many more - write to me and tell me what you do. can't wait to hear from you

help, help, help

ok, major blogger issues going on. no, i am not very computer literate, but give me a break. instead of my wordle picture or my you tube video i just get the address line (see i don't even know the official term). bear with me i will figure it out. i cannot view videos - a china thing i am told. so sorry about the wordle picture but it does work by clicking on the link.

signed, helpless blogger

words

I love to read. I love they way others can put words together and create the perfect visual. Something of which I am envious. To be able to communicate with others, to be able to convey with words a feeling, to truly have the reader identify and connect to those feelings is a gift. In my primary class we were talking about having no words to express things. This really struck me. We talked about trying to explain what salt was, how it tastes without using the word salty. Explaining it to someone who had never had salt before. Words can be powerful and knowing how to use them is indeed a skill. My older sister once introduced me to a writing tool she called looping. Something I still like to do. For me looping is just writing without worrying about form or content; just what comes into your head. It can be freeing and sometimes it is amazing what comes out when you just let the pen flow. I found through a blogging friend this site http://wordle.net/ I love this site and the random way the words are arranged can feel like poetry. It is addictive and you don't have any control as to how the words are arranged. try it.
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this is my "word cloud" with all the places I have lived.

improv

Today, well yesterday for me, there was an event going on in three cities that was put together by a group called improv everywhere. I believe they got their start in New York and i suppose have a bit of a cult following now. Today they will have a group of people all listening to mp3 players at the same time and place. They will all be following instructions and it will create a happening. I don't know how else to explain it. Anyway I have always been a fan of the musical. At times I have felt the need to break into song. This group did this bit of improv which made me laugh.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dkYZ6rbPU2M

I hope you enjoy. go to their website. The thing that i like about the whole process is that it engages people. People stop and react and it is great.

rainy saturday

what a lazy day we have had today. Parrish is recovering from an ear infection and we have had some rain today. so we got out our face paints and here are our results.

just call me ice princess.

super butterfly girl.super me!

propaganda 2

when driving around every once in a while there will just be this propaganda sign. this one is by Remy's school.

Time is money, efficiency is life.

bronwyn

this blog is dedicated to the life and times of Bronwyn. She is an amazing girl and I am so happy with how she is adjusting to China. She says she doesn't like it and that she misses Brasil - which she probably does - but the truth is she is doing really well in school. She is trying hard. She is making lots of new friends. She had to make an animal cell model for science. Here are the results.

it turned out really well and I think she was happy with it.

faceless

I have now been christened into china life. Yes, I have been robbed. Maybe pick pocketed is the word, except that I did leave my bag sitting in the shopping cart. The truth is that I am very lucky. Remy and I had run out to wal-mart for a few items. We were feeling quite proud of ourselves since we had only caused a few rubber-necking incidences. Remy was pushing the cart though and some woman - he thinks she was following us - kept pushing him out of her way. At the end of the trip we were actually running away from her. We made it to the checkout counters and I took two steps over to grab a new grocery bag and Remy stepped to the beckoning toy aisle and it happened. I have a big black tote bag and inside was my wallet, my makeup bag, my camera and various other non-essential, just hanging out items. I noticed upon stepping back that the inside zipper pocket was hanging out of the bag. I looked inside and there was my black, blend-in, wallet, and my camera - also black. I didn't think anything else about it. Sunday morning i wanted to put on my favorite lip-plumping lipstick, my pretty pink blush, and that is right no make-up bag. Do you know what I look like without my face? I hope they like clinique. Man, I loved that lip gloss. Really I am quite lucky my wallet was still there. I will be more vigilant next time.

tainted milk

I am spending my morning pouring out all my fresh milk and making sure that I have no more dairy related products on my shelves. So sad. So many sick babies. two men were arrested who sold fresh milk . they would water it down and then add melamine. they sold about three tons of this watered down, contaminated milk a day. eighteen people have been arrested. Products affected range from yogurt to ice cream. I know someone whose husband is in hospital with kidney stones and they are now concerned it is related. They have lived here for 2 years. We are being very cautious. They had pulled some ice cream bars from the market but they are also saying that the amount of contamination found in them was not harmful. So nice of them to monitor my intake.

yeah, it is friday!

It has been quite a week. Not that anything major happened. I just felt a little harried and was yet again a work-widow. All the little things that normally you just blow off bothered me. This week I think I would have rather been in the states. People are always amazed for some reason that I am doing all right and not feeling overwhelmed about being in a foreign place. I usually feel kind of guilty for not losing it or like I should be being needy. This week I would have liked to indulge that behaviour. Monday morning Parrish wrote all over the wall. Luckily it was in pencil and I scrubbed it off with an eraser. I know someone who is living here that had to buy new wallpaper because their daughter drew a lovely mural. Then Parrish got gum stuck in his hair. We decided it was time to go to the playground. We saw a lovely butterfly, black with beautiful aqua spots. This tided us over for a while. One of the good moments of the week.

On tuesday Gwendolyn had ballet and I forgot to pack her costume. I don't know about other little ballerinas but for my girls it is all about the pretty costume. Then walking home my favorite lands end flip flop broke and I had to try to slap my way home. Finally I decided it was better to just walk barefoot. Crossing the crosswalk, Bronwyn was not paying attention - a must - and then had to endure a lecture from her mum. Something to the effect of how she must pay attention because the drivers don't care if they run her down or not. They would just kill you and drive on. She said I sounded just like the mom from the incredibles when she told her kids that the bad guys would kill them. They weren't like tv characters. hmmm, if only i had some of her other gifts and not only the nagging gift - can we call it that?

Then I saw these flowers that remind me always of my mom. She had a lovely sweater chain, that I coveted, with these flowers on each side. I would put on my cardigan and clip a flower on each side and admire. I pass them everyday and I love them. Funny how a simple thing that you see everyday can make you smile and turn everything around. Hoping for a great weekend! love to all

here are some pictures from the week:



Posing for a picture in front of our future housing complex.

Walking home from school. Remind you of anyone you know? At least he is not driving yet.

The daily tai-chi class.

doing tai-chi or being a gangster. you choose.

happy, happy, joy, joy, joy!

I thought this was an amazing video and thought i would share it with you. It just makes you smile. You can be happy no matter where you are. Be happy today! It is life-altering. I love you all.


http://vimeo.com/1211060


I want to hear your comments and if you haven't signed up as a follower - I am waiting.

mid-autumn festival

who is that stranger in blue?

Bronwyn tries her hand at filling up a cup with a water-gun.

Gwendolyn and Dad have a go!

look at my cool lantern!

Here is a site with the story of the mid autumn festival. http://www.china.org.cn/english/features/Festivals/78311.htm The hotel threw this party so we thought we would share some of it with you.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ZWElC-Qsb4

there are not words to express the pain and disbelief that this act caused. it still seems so surreal. My heart goes out to all affected.

9/11 commemorative quilt

second guessing

I have to tell you that I have been so excited for the last week to have found a house in the location that I wish and that has enough space for my family and all our junk. This morning I met with the realtor and, with the help of Larry's assistant Maggie, went to walk through the house to note any repairs, etc.

Then it happened. I stepped onto the front step and didn't see the potential I initially had seen.

Instead I saw the bent mailbox and the peeling paint. Walking inside I was greeted by walls covered with dirty fingerprints and smelly dog carpet. It didn't help that my driver was walking around shaking his head and giving his opinions. Maggie saying that now she had seen this (very old, smelly house) she could get a better deal.

OK, so let's regroup. They are pulling up the ugly, smelly, super blue carpet. They are repainting and fixing all that I ask. Remy and Bronwyn will have their own room and there is a playroom and a large master. It is super close to church and there are lots of kids in the neighborhood. Once I have my own things inside. My things, all the things I love, it will be great. yeah!

Thanks for the boost!

a little hello

here is a little propaganda for you. it says Empty talk endangers the nation, practical work brings prosperity.

hello to all my fellow bloggers - all three of you. I haven't written in a few days so thought I would loop a bit. all is well here. We had a nice visit from Uncle Jeff this weekend. We carted him around to do things like stand in the heat during soccer practice and walk in the rain for some food. We really enjoyed having him and hope for a return visit.

I think we have a house but I am afraid to be too committed until all papers are signed. It is in a great location and in the community that I wanted. Pictures of house later.

Here are a few pictures. I really just wanted to say hello!

we love uncle jeff !!!

our little soccer girl