Reverb 10 Roundup: Moment/Wonder/Let Go/Make

This post is from the Reverb 10 series, you can learn more about it and why I’m participating by reading this post.

December 3 – Moment. Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year. Describe it in vivid detail (texture, smells, voices, noises, colors).

(sigh…) Not to sound cynical, but I feel alive every day.  I can’t point to a time I felt more or less “alive”.  Can I say “at peace” instead?  Looking through my Flickr pictures (which is really the only way I can remember my year at all) I think I felt most at peace on the early morning in April that Luke and I woke up at the Union Bluff Hotel in Maine, grabbed cups of coffee and our warm clothes, and went for a walk on York Beach while the sun came up.  It was cold and crisp and the wind was blowing in off the ocean. My feet were freezing and our coffees got cold quickly, but the view was amazing.  Except for a passing local or two, we were alone on the beach and it was just glorious.  Here’s the picture.

December 4 – Wonder. How did you cultivate a sense of wonder in your life this year?

I don’t want to be a Reverb 10 downer, but I can’t answer a question like this.  The motivational, self-help speak makes my skin crawl. The word “wonder” goes into the allergy category along with “manifest”.  I’m sorry.

December 5 – Let Go. What (or whom) did you let go of this year? Why?

I let go of this blog once or three times.  There were several times this year when the internet felt like a very judgmental, unkind place and I wasn’t interested in sharing my life and investing my time in something that wasn’t making me feel very good about the world.  I’m still not sure I feel like sharing to the extent that I used to, as can be seen in these somewhat pathetic answers to the Reverb 10 questions, but I’m trying.

December 6 – Make. What was the last thing you made? What materials did you use? Is there something you want to make, but you need to clear some time for it?

Hahahaha…I’m sorry, this is funny to me because I’ve been making around the clock in preparation for last weekend’s Holiday Sale.  I’ve been making instead of sleeping (hence the crazy-laughing).  I can tell you exactly, that the last thing I made was a tiny tissue pack cover made with camouflage fabric and I finished sewing it at 1:40am on Saturday.  There are a few things that I want to make for Christmas presents this year and I was just waiting for the holiday sale to be over with in order to make them.  I’d tell you about them but then I might ruin the surprise.

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Alive and Well

You thought I’d dropped off the face of the earth, hadn’t you?  I considered it, but decided against it.  I’m back, alive, well-rested, tan (well, freckled, but that’s as tan as I get), and drop-dead tired.  Is it possible to be well-rested and drop-dead tired?  Yes, I think it is.

This was, by far, the most relaxing vacation we have ever been on and it was kicked off with a blissful five days at Lake Arrowhead in Limerick, Maine.  Friends of ours own a house up there and we stowed away in the back of another friend’s truck so we could join in on their lake weekend.  Molly had the best seat.  On a PILLOW.  Such a princess.

We had no cell phone service, no Internet, and no car, so we were forced to sit, relax, and unwind.  No problem.  There was much reading, and kayaking and general water-floating.  Molly insisted on being on my lap during all of these activities.

So in addition to being relaxed and tan and tired, I’m also bruised and scratched because those doggie toenails? They mean business.  The only thing keeping Lake Arrowhead from being Paradise, itself, was the horseflies.  Or deer flies.  Whatever they were, they were relentless and they went after Molly especially bad.  Luckily we found that if she wore a hat, they stayed away.

This is my favorite picture, and pretty much the perfect pictorial representation of our entire vacation.  Life is Good.  Yesssss.

Unfortunately, as is usually the case, the best moments of the trip weren’t captured on camera.  Like the first morning when I was trying to show one of our friends who had never been in a kayak before that, it’s not hard! and don’t worry about tipping over! and then I accidentally flipped my fully-clothed self over and tackled her other fear – which was tipping over and not being able to get out – by falling right into the lake.  Yay me.

Then the next day, our other friend, Roland, did the same thing to himself – although he was wearing a bathing suit at the time – which prompted my second favorite picture of the trip, which is Luke busting a gut laughing at Roland.

I was pampered by an entirely no-cook vacation.  While at home, either we went out to eat or Luke cooked for me, and in Maine, our friends did the cooking, including pancakes with freshly-picked blueberries from the backyard.  I didn’t make anything more complicated than a margarita for a full ten days.

And now I’ve done tired out my vacation-shriveled brain and can think of nothing else to say, so I’ll just leave you with more gorgeous pictures from the rest of our stay at Lake Arrowhead.  Anyone feel like bringing me a margarita?

Home Again, Home Again…

I know that I need to write a post about Maine, but now that I’ve been home for a few days, I’ve moved on to the next adventure leading up to the end of my reign of fun, and I can’t think of anything to say about the trip except: Maine: it rhymes with rain.

Don’t get me wrong, we had our share of fun, but we also had more than our share of rain.  The rain traveled with us and Maine was wet and grey when we arrived on Sunday.  It rained through the day on Monday and finally cleared up Monday night around 5pm so we took a little trip to the beach in Kennebunk.

Tuesday we headed to York to go the the zoo.  Nearly every year we go to the zoo and each time the amusement park outside of the zoo is closed and sad and makes me feel like we’re walking through a Scooby Doo mystery.  This year it was actually open and we took full advantage of the fun.

We spent the rest of the day at the zoo and actually managed to avoid the rain completely.  Andrea and I were cursing ourselves for not buying those stylish summer scarves at Old Navy the day before because even though it wasn’t raining, it was windy and cold and I considered buying a stuffed snake at the gift shop just to have something to wrap around my neck.

(I told them to look scared since there was a crocodile behind them.)  I realize that I just mentioned the cold and then showed you a picture of the kids in muscle shirts, but they’re boys.  They’re numb to the cold.

Wednesday morning we headed to Perkin’s Cove in Ogunquit to walk the Marginal Way along the ocean and grab a bite to eat before we left for home.  I woke up that morning and it was so foggy, I couldn’t see the railing on the deck outside of m bedroom.  I wasn’t sure we’d even be able to see the ocean from the Marginal Way.

We managed to walk quite a ways before the wind picked up and our tummies started to growl telling us it was time to head back and find lunch.

We may not have gotten to swim in the pool or play all day at Old Orchard Beach, but we still had a great time and we still love Maine.  If you want to see the full album of pictures from the trip, please see the Maine 2009 folder on Flickr.

We’re Back!

Maybe I’m being punished for taking two vacations back-to-back, maybe I’m destined to catch a nasty, mean head cold every June, who knows, but I’m back from my double-the-fun vacation and I feel like I rode underneath the car the whole way home from Maine.

We had an awesome time and I took a ton of pictures, so while I lay on the couch and die of agony, please enjoy some shots of my week.

First, Airheads at the Aerodrome – camping in Milan, NY at the beautiful Wilcox Park…

A beautiful morning over our tents.

Waiting in line for dinner.

Friends and music.

Molly’s long-lost twin. She rode in a sidecar!

Now, switch gears to Maine with my mom, my sister, and her boys…

We fell in love with Old Orchard Beach.

And took about 140 pictures while we were there, it was just so pretty!

We splashed and played.

We even had fun on the cloudy days.

And I’m especially going to miss the sunrise view from my balcony.

Despite the evil plague that I’m under at the moment, it was a fantastic week and I’m not looking forward to getting back in the groove of work and responsibility and laundry and all that. But I am glad to be home again. I didn’t see Molly for a week and I was seriously missing my puppy contact. I practically stalked the poodle at Airheads, she was so cute, and yesterday when a sweet pointer-looking dog wandered over to the stand where we were having ice cream, I practically forced her to sit at my feet so I could scratch her ears and look into her sweet doggie face. Speaking of sweet doggie face, someone’s making powerful eye contact, trying to get me to step away from the computer.

If you want to see some more shots from the week, all the Airheads pictures are here.

And all the Maine pictures are here. (Beware: many, many Old Orchard Beach shots.)