Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Thrifty wednesday: Java Puppets

It's been a long absence for which I apologize (to all my imaginary readers). I had to bring something special today to make up for all the lost posts and I think these beauties are more than special. These kind of rod wooden puppets are called Wayang Golek and have been adopted by Javanese culture around XVII century. I found them both on a car boot sale nearby and I am keeping them. I am way too found of puppets to even dream of putting these in the shop. And also, I want my Liliputian Empress to have access to different sorts of magic as she grows up. Now I just need to learn how to operate them. Aren't they beautiful?











Sunday, February 12, 2012

Weekend traveling: The Mumbles

Cold, cold weather and tired, tired me. Still, my other half, who is also tired, bless him, was sweet enough to drive us all down to Mumbles on saturday. Did I mentioned how cold it was? But the sea....oh the sea! The sea is always the sea, isn't it? 
Today it was pajama day for me and the Liliputian Empress. I also cooked. Does it show I am feeling tired and lazy?



















Monday, February 06, 2012

Poetic Mondays - romanticizing house chores

Mary Poppins:
[Spoken]
In ev'ry job that must be done
There is an element of fun
You find the fun and snap!
The job's a game

[Sung]

And ev'ry task you undertake
Becomes a piece of cake
A lark! A spree! It's very clear to see that

A Spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down

The medicine go down-wown
The medicine go down
Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down
In a most delightful way

A robin feathering his nest

Has very little time to rest
While gathering his bits of twine and twig
Though quite intent in his pursuit
He has a merry tune to toot
He knows a song will move the job along - for

A Spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down

The medicine go down-wown
The medicine go down
Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down
In a most delightful way

[Interlude]


The honey bee that fetch the nectar

From the flowers to the comb
Never tire of ever buzzing to and fro
Because they take a little nip
From ev'ry flower that they sip
And hence (And hence),
They find (They find)
Their task is not a grind.

Ah-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h ah!


A Spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down

The medicine go down-wown
The medicine go down
Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down
In a most delightful way



Trying to believe the words of Mary poppins and having and endless list of tasks that should be done in order to control the chaos and keep my mental sanity, I thought that the best way of starting this monday could be to think of it all in a most romantic and appealing way. 

I need poetry and romanticism in my life. Don't get me wrong, I actually like the fact that house chores are a lot easier to do nowadays than it was some decades ago. Still, I also think sometimes it is good to think back and understand that there is a meditative quality and house chores and everyday tasks of a sort. A quality we tend to forget, because we forget being in the moment and just want to brush of chores and get them all done and over with. So, what am I proposing, to live your own house chores??? Well.....ridiculous as it sounds, it is something like that I am proposing myself, as the ever growing list of undone things around the house is making me stress out and I can see there is no end to it during the next.....decades! And the most I look at things as chores, the more likely I am not to make them. And nowadays it seems that even keeping my nails short is too much of a task to keep updated. 


So here we go, another view over housework.


   1909





                               Torii Kotondo (1900-1976) 'Combing hair'


                   Mary Cassat 'Mother and child' 1900



















                 Waterhouse 'Destiny' 1900


What's your spoonful of sugar?

Weekend traveling: Remembering Jerez de los Caballeros

This weekend we didin't do our usual wandering around. It was cold, my partner had just had some sad news from home, and so it was time to stay home, rest and enjoy family life. I must confess that I was led to understand though, how much our saturday short trips are essential to my peace of mind. Being a stay at home mum can be a lot more demanding that it seems. As much as I absolutely love my daughter with every fiber of my being, not having one moment to myself all through the day can be hard on the long run. I make sure we have some sort of social life by getting ourselves out there in Parents and Toddles, breastfeeding groups, library rhyme times and similar. I also do my browsing around local charity shops but only as much as her patience will allow me. Her naps are slept ON me and during the night she must have me by her side, otherwise she won't sleep. Which I have said before, I still love. I now she needs her time to become more and more independent, slowly, and I intend to be here for as long as she needs me and support her during that path. I may gently encourage some sort of independence (for example, falling asleep without being nursed) but I won't push her into independence for my convinience. That being said.....have I mentioned how demanding it can be?


Once upon a time I was a reasonable writer. I could put my thoughts into words easily and add a bit of humour to that along the way. Lately, I seem to have what people call a 'mum-brain'. And a 'mum-brain' may not be the best adviser for writting.....


Oh well, all this to say, going somewhere every saturday is more important for my sanity than I thought. It is a family time I really apreciate and it keeps us all distracted for some hours. Being away from friends and family and haven't yet built new relationships around here, it is nice to do something different on a regular basis.


Considering all this, I was led to remember when we used to travel before Beatriz was born. And searching my digital albuns I found this particular saturday trip, to a little town in the South of Extremadura in Spain. It was nearly one year ago and I remember perfectly being surprised by the size of my belly when I saw my reflection anywhere. My bump was really starting to show and it felt so strange and amazing at the same time that that person with the big belly was me! Ok, looking at that bump now, it is not THAT big.....but it certainly felt like it for someone who was new to all that bump-business!


Jerez de los Caballeros is a beatiful peaceful place to visit by the way.








 









Thursday, February 02, 2012

Thursday whimsical findings



































One day late for this article I know, but when an object finds you it chooses no right time to do so. And these three miniature chinese tea pots have definately chosen me, calling me from the charity shop window. They are not lamps, but I am sure there are miniature genius inside each one of them. I don't intend to spend all my wishes just yet, I will just keep them in a warm and comfy home and ocasionaly take them into the garden, so that the genious can play outside with the fairies and all other creatures my dog uses to stare at from the top of the stairs.