Tuesdays of Texture | Week 4 of 2017

Tuesdays of Texture is a really awesome weekly feature.  You can read about it over here; but the short version is I want to see a bit of your world so link up your post in the comments!

Beachy texture.

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Last Friday Little J and I threw all schedules to the wind and decided it was a great day to play in the sand after school.  Oh, it felt so good to enjoy the sea breeze and feel the sand in our feet!  And I mean, she had her tennis shoes filled with sand and I had my dressy sandals wrecked.  Totally worth it!

Do go and check out last week’s participations, THANKS everyone!

Dancing Mondays:  El Amante Edition

This weekend news have given me the tears, both of sadness and joy so when I saw this yesterday and smiled it became my choice for today’s Dancing Monday.

💃@vindiesel sintiendo realmente a @nickyjampr #ElAmante #xxxthemovie

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I mean, Vin Diesel is, right there what I want to do with Dancing Monday’s; eyes closed, swaying and dancing like no one’s watching.

That said, regueatton is not my kind of music because it usually is demeaning and disrespectful to women lyrically; this dude -Nicky Jam is his name- is beginning to separate himself from that and improving the lyrics enough that most his songs now can be enjoyed by both me and my Little J when they come up on the radio.  

So, to a certain extent, it is a good choice today.  Let’s keep moving forward with joy and positivity. 

Now go dance like Diesel and have a great day.

I Remember: the couple passing their chewing gum in the halls

I remember it as if it was a movie scene:  the light hitting them perfectly, the crisp uniforms, a perfect space around them as if the moment was just theirs.

They had the longest kissing sessions I had seen yet between each class period, always standing in the same spot.  That day she was hugging him and his left arm was resting in the curve of her butt.  They were kissing and I could see their tongues going back and forth.  She was chewing a gum every now and then in between the tongue action.

When they finished, he had the gum.  For some reason they were really proud of that feat.  I was totally disgusted and kept asking my best friend why they did such a thing.

“You’ll understand when you have a boyfriend” she said.

Dude.  I’m thirty six and I’m still disgusted at the thought of that scene.

Tuesdays of Texture | Week 3 of 2017

Tuesdays of Texture is a really awesome weekly feature.  You can read about it over here; but the short version is I want to see a bit of your world so link up your post in the comments!

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THANKS to all participations of last week, they were pretty awesome, go check them out!

 

I Remember: I never saw my Christmas Gifts

I never saw my Christmas gifts.

That’s not special for people who spend their holidays in just one place, but the thing is;  we spent the holidays everywhere.

My father started playing parrandas in November, right after Thanksgiving and ended in mid January.  We spend the holidays with him, sometimes staying in several houses throughout the week.  I often received my gifts in my grandmother’s or any of ten aunt/uncle’s houses.

This was in the town of Barranquitas, mind you, that is the middle of nowhere, deep in the mountains of this island.  There are no big stores there and it’s about two hours from anywhere with a big store.  But I got a Cabbage Patch on that year where people were killing themselves in stores for them, I got a Hugga Bunch (Patooty) another year, I got Barbies several times.

All these things must have been carried in the car, in the same place where our clothes and things went, and I never saw anything.  I only remember one time when I know my parents had to go get my present at the last minute – the Barbie Dream House of like 1998, with the working elevator!   I had to stay with one of my aunts for the first time, and while I adored her – may God have her in His glory –  I wasn’t used to staying with her, so I got anxious.

I remember clinging to her leg while she did the dishes, very late at night.  And the glow of her white Christmas tree, wondering why in the world my parents were going out without me.

The next day my mom helped me mount the doll house, that would stay up one day and then we had to take it down to get it home.

They must have done some awesome planning and gift hiding.

 

Musical blood

When I was a child my father asked me what instrument I wanted to learn to play.  I said the bass. He said that was rubbish.

Because of that moment where he crushed my will, I don’t play an instrument.  Even though I did, back in school, learn how to play the clarinet and read music with enough talent that the teacher praised my ability.  My father, again commented that it was useless because clarinets can not be played in popular music.  At the time, he didn’t knew how to read music, so he found that useless too.

Interestingly, years later, when he was able to learn to read music himself, he thought it was the greatest accomplishment anyone could achieve.

I blocked that all until in college I had to take an elective and there was “Music for Elementary Teachers”.  I was studying Biology Sciences but that was the elective I chose.  Again, I re-learned to read music faster than anyone in the group, and could play the flute with great ease.  I didn’t commented a thing about the class at home, because I knew exactly what my father would say.

It is no surprise that the topic of “music classes” for Little J has already come up, because… well, she’s my daughter.  I can already tell the way she picks up lyrics of songs in English on her own, and the way she makes up her own ‘choreography’ points towards her musical curiosity and ability.

Also, this.

I was beginning to worry that not letting her into my music world was shielding her from seeing how happy music makes me – I only listened to her movie soundtracks and kid’s songs with her – so I started mixing up her music with mine in car rides and well.

I think the results are delightful.  And I know one thing for sure;  mamma is going to make sure she plays the instrument she chooses and it’s going to make us both joyful.

 

DIY Essencial oil spritzer

A few weeks back I found myself buying organic essential oils in a natural store – I chose camomile, lavender, peppermint and eucalyptus – and I came home to figure out what I was going to do with them.

I knew I could use them for many things, but I was interested in making some kind of dilution for Little J to wear after her shower.  I found this guide for a DIY spritzer, water based that is perfect for her.  I combined chamomile and lavender and we both love it, I specially love the soothing effects in our “before bedtime” routine.

It goes on super light, does not leave a trace and the scent is light and fresh.  A great alternative for ditching regular body mists that come with so many chemicals and go on a more simple, natural route.

Do you have a natural alternative for an everyday use product?  What’s your favorite essential oil use/recipe?

Tuesdays of Texture | Week 2 of 2017

Tuesdays of Texture is a really awesome weekly feature.  You can read about it over here; but the short version is I want to see a bit of your world so link up your post in the comments!

 

Walked by this mail box and just wanted to stroke it softly for a few minutes.  Didn’t because they could’ve called the cops on me, so instead I took a picture.

Little trick peeps:  if you hashtag (#) your post’s tweet #TuesdaysofTexture, I’ll be able to link your own tweet on my mentions of last week’s posts.  Sometimes I get to find some, but if you want to do that, it’s easier.  And your tweeter account gets a shout out too, so other’s can follow it easier 🙂

A lot of special participations last week, thanks everyone!  You can see them here:

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dancing Mondays: Public Domain Songs w/Jamie Foxx & James Corden

I’m back with Dancing Mondays after a couple of free weeks for the holidays and there’s no better video to kick it off than:

I mean.  If there was any doubt that Jamie Foxx can make anything sound amazing, that’s cleared up now.

Begin your week in a nice mood.  Smile on.  Heart shining.

There.  Let’s go!