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The Magic of Seven
This weekend, Bug and I went to the 52nd Annual Sand Castle Competition at our old beach. We love the sand castle competition. We call it the Sand Castle Festival because to us, it is.
I’ve been going to it for years. There was that one year we actually entered with my whole family before Bug was born…. Even my Grandpa was there helping us dig and bring up buckets of water from the beach. Then there was that one year when I couldn’t stop crying and that was the day I decided to end my marriage. Bug didn’t know. (You guys didn’t know.) She was so busy looking at all the castles she didn’t notice my tears. I have so many memories of the sand castles…good and bad all mixed up. It’s just been part of our lives for so long. We can’t skip it.
We were a bit late this time. We shuffled along with all the other people crowding around the entries, trying to get a good angle to take a decent photo without all the people-miscellany in the background. I don’t know why the people who build the castles always set up the messiest of camps right behind their works of art. Buckets, tables, sweatshirts, coolers, stereos…It’s just a mess. It makes it impossible to get a great shot of the amazing castles. I wish they’d turn the contest around and then we could have the ocean in the background. That would make a whole lot more sense. I don’t know where they’d put their camp but whatever. I’m not the king of the Sand Castle Festival. Surely they can come up with some kind of rule about beach crap.
So when I sat down today to look through my photos and put together some kind of post about the Sand Castle Festival (because, you know, it’s so important to me) I went through every single photo and discarded it until I got to these shots of Bug.
Oh Bug. Beautiful, Silly, Bug.
She can not wash her hair for a week, have zits on her face because I don’t make her wash it regularly. (Bad momming on my part. I know.) She can make monkey faces and roll her eyes into the back of her head and still my camera adores her. I’m sorry. I know she’s my kid and it’s normal to think your kid is the most amazing thing on earth. But she brings me so much happiness from the inside and out. This wasn’t a photo shoot. We were just walking back from the beach and we sat down on a bench outside a store. The light was soft and reflected from the buildings across the street. It was the perfect lighting condition.
I should remember this spot and bring people here for professional portraits. Not that I’m saying these are professional portraits or I’m a professional photographer. Far from it. Most of these shots are blurry. But I just snapped. And snapped and snapped and snapped . (My camera, not my voice. I’m doing much better on that front!) And she didn’t mind. She’s used to it. She’s my little ham.
I’m so thankful for my photographic kid who cracks me up. She might frustrate me to no end on other days but then we have days like this and it all works out in the end.
It all works out. I’m so thankful.
Then I thought, maybe the light is so good it will make me look good too. Heh! Not so flattering to me but then again this is what I look like. I look like my mom and I would love love love to have a picture of my mom when she was 41. She was beautiful. I might not think I look so beautiful right now but I’m sure when I’m 80 I will think so. And I know Bug thinks so. This is what her mom looks like.
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Random things we’ve been up to.
I hear all these voices in my head when I start to write a blog post. Don’t show off. Don’t be a show-and-tell blog. Just be yourself. Have something important to say bla bla bla bla blah. And so I don’t write because it takes too much effort. Not that I don’t want to put in that effort. I do. But I don’t have the time. I’m trying to squeeze in a post right now while I’m at my parents and being interrupted every other thought. I could wait until later to write but then it would be another day gone and another day not posting.
So I thought I’d just post some random photos I’ve taken over the last week and write a little bit about each one without thinking about it too hard.
The top photos are from a trip to the Aquarium Toby took us on. We were supposed to take a trip to Catalina Island. It was going to be a really fun family outing but scheduling hotel reservations got complicated and Toby’s schedule is what Toby’s schedule always is: too busy! So we decided to put that trip off until after school starts when the rates come down. We went to Scripps Aquarium instead, which was as fun as it always is.
We’ve been there before so I thought I wouldn’t have anything to take pictures of. I mean how many photos of pretty jellyfish do you really need? But then I ended up taking some anyway. It helps that my camera loves Bug.
After the Aquarium Toby took us out to lunch and coffee at a fancy chocolate place. Since I’m on a quest to find a perfect cortado to photograph, I asked the barrista to make me one. She had no clue. My quest continues.
Then the advance proof copies of my book showed up! That was a pretty exciting day for Bug and I. I love looking at them in a big glossy stack on my desk. I wish they didn’t cost so much and I had boxes and boxes of them to give out for free. Wouldn’t that be fun? These ones are reserved for reviewers so they’re all spoken for. I get a little testy when people play with them and bend the covers. I can’t wait to see the hardback version!
Ooooooh, steam cleaning day! You are laughing at me I’m sure but this was high excitement in our world. We moved all the furniture I was strong enough to lift off the carpet and shoved it in the closet, the kitchen and onto the front porch. Then Bug spent the rest of the day lounging on the giant mound of futon mattress on top of the couch like she was the Princess and the pea. The steam cleaning guy came and spent about twenty minutes running his wet-vac mop thingy over our carpet. I thought we’d have to leave and be gone for hours and hours but that actually happened after the fact when we were waiting for the carpet to dry.
We amused ourselves by walking around town and getting our nails done. Rough life but someone’s gotta do it. Heh. Then we came back to the most beautifully clean carpet ever. It makes me love my apartment all over again. I only hope the cleanliness lasts.
Here’s another random thing: The other day Bug woke up craving pumpkin pie. She is my pumpkin pie kid. She LOVES the stuff. I wanted to oblige (because I’m so easily distracted from what I’m supposed to be doing!!) but we didn’t have two cans of sweetened condensed milk. We did however have two bags of green apples (how did that happen?) so we made apple pie instead!
Bug really did help me too. She’s at that magical age where I can teach her things that I know are going to stick in her brain. I feel a little less guilty blowing off work for two hours knowing that I’m getting in a little bit of homeschooling instead. So there’s that.
Plus, I’m not the type to turn down a kid who wants to bake, from scratch!
In other news, I’ve started weight watchers. Groan.