Archive for May, 2012

I love long weekends.

The meaning of birthday candles.

My dad’s not really into birthdays.

Might’ve something to do with the fact that we don’t know when his real birthday is.  For years, his passport and driver’s license each listed a different date of birth.  And we had no idea which one had a better chance of being right (he eventually had to just “pick one”).

A possible reason for this could be that his Chinese birth certificate (using the Chinese calendar) was translated incorrectly into a date on the Gregorian calendar.  Another possibility could be that his birth certificate was fake.  Or maybe he’s just not into birthdays.

Regardless, my dad’s lack of enthusiasm for birthdays is well-known and consequently, he has never had a birthday party.

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In Husbo’s family, birthdays are a Big Deal.  No matter how crazy life is or what day of the week it is or even if no one can make it: Husbo’s family holds fast to the belief that it is important to blow out your birthday candles, on your birthday cake, on your birthday day.  Period.

So when our niece turned ten on a Tuesday, in spite of it all: we kept the tradition alive.  Construction mayhem in the yard, boxed appliances in the dining room, last-minute cancellations sent over email, Tuesday school night be damned.

At least, and as always, there were candles.

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Where the sun shines.

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Also, two posts in one day!  Yay!  High five!  (Or high two?)

The cherry blossoms that bloomed.

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So, as it turns out, I missed my April post.  Because it’s May.  (Yeesh.)

While my blog suggests that things over here are still dormant, still underground, still silent and unmoving, we have been capital “B” Busy.  Painting and purging, working and working, shooting and shooting without much time for anything else.  It’s actually been so crazy ’round here lately that I even got a bit sick for awhile, something that hasn’t happened in such a long time that I’d forgotten how crappy it is.

But.  I’ve been feeling better and last night even managed to sleep an entire night without a single coughing fest so I’ll take that a positive sign.

Also, I’ve been taking personal photos again!  Which I intend to post on the blog!  Yes!  (Or, for those of you who hate my photos and this blog, No!)

Of course, they are what they are.  They probably won’t be winning accolades or awards anytime soon but that’s not really the point.  Like the pink petals that line the gutters after the cherry blossoms have bloomed, for me, it’s about finding beauty in the everyday and mundane before they slip away to be forgotten.  Fleeting moments that don’t seem to mean much on their own but, with their slow and gradual accumulation, can define a life.

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