October

October
And the trees are stripped bare
Of all they wear
What do I care?

October
And kingdoms rise
And kingdoms fall
But you go on

— U2


Shades of Turquoise

Besides catching a movie on Friday night and going to the Lion’s game today, I’ve not been out of the house much this weekend. Truth be told, I had piles of laundry to do and a house that (still) needs a lot of polishing up. But really, the reason we spent most of the weekend at home was:

  1. The weather’s been incredibly crappy outside. It has been raining, what seems to be non-stop, since Friday night. And …
  2. I’ve been sitting in front of my computer working on a special secret project (details forthcoming in a later post).

In fact, I’m still working on said project while doing a load of laundry and writing this post. Talk about multi-tasking …

Another hand-knit Hat & Booties gift set
Another hand-knit Hat & Booties gift set to mail ...

Anyway, the combination of such yucky weather and listening to nice, jazzy music (read: Sade, EBTG, Julia Fordham, etc) has got me feeling a little melancholy. Not the waves of depression that I felt last week (and the week before). Just an overall sense of cheerlessness (is that even a word?!).

I’m sure part of the reason is because we just got word this past Friday of yet another joyful delivery into this world. Our good friends in Oregon welcomed their son, Matthew Elliot this past Thursday … and he looks absolutely adorable. Believe me, I couldn’t be more happy for the two of them. And yet …

As if having two birth announcements within two weeks was’t enough to throw me over the edge … the return of the missing punctuation mark (read: period) from months of Lupron Therapy certainly did.

After I had stopped the injections back in mid-June, I thought that maybe the magic of Lupron might just have “jump-started” my female bits.* And because I also expected that my cycle would return by mid-August and it was already nearing mid-September … part of me thought maybe … just maybe … I could have finally gotten knocked up.

But obviously Mother Nature (and God) once again had other plans.

Hence the shades of green and blue I’ve been emoting for the past few weeks. Because of that, I’ve decided that turquoise is probably my new favorite color. A nice brilliant bluish-green color that reflects my mood.

The most recent place I’ve seen such a beautiful shade of turquoise was the lakes in Canada’s Banff National Park. Now if you’re familiar with this Canadian National Park, you’ll know that it’s located within the Canadian Rockies. The bodies of water within this park are primarily formed by the melting of glaciers. And the brilliant hue of turquoise comes from the mixture of glacier-made lake water and glacial rock flour (rock sediment that has been ground by the movement of a glacier).

Beautiful Turquoise Moraine Lake in Canada's Banff Nat'l Park
Beautiful Turquoise Moraine Lake in Canada's Banff National Park

Yes. It’s the perfect color for how I’m feeling. Green with envy for what I want, mixed with blue for the sadness that comes with what I don’t have. Glacial for those cold emotions I’ve had for others, mixed with rocky sediment (sentiment?) for the way my relationships with others have been lately.

The fact is, I’m still reeling from the events of these past weeks. And it seems like every time I try to float to the top to catch my breath … yet another event happens that pushes me back under water.

So forgive me for once again, being downcast. I am trying to shake this feeling of sorrow. And one day, hopefully sooner than later, these shades of turquoise will fade.

* As Lupron would while using it short term prior to an IVF cycle, or even “plain old” medicated-cycles, for that matter.

Not Really In Your Head

Rollercoaster

Hubby & Kairi
Hubby & Kairi

I still haven’t got over it even now
I want to spend huge amounts of time on my own
I don’t want to cause any serious damage
I want to make sure that I can manage
because I’m not really in your head
I’m not really in your head

And I see love and disaffection
and the clouds build up and won’t pass over
This is my road to my redemption
And my life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway

Tyler & his Uncle
Tyler & his Uncle

I still haven’t got over it even now
I want to spend huge amounts of time in my room
And I’m not coming out until I feel ready
not running out for a while my heart’s unsteady
and I’m not really in your head
I’m not really in your head

When your sky falls to minus zero
well some things must disappear
Oh this is my road to my redemption

Hubby, Jakobi & Me
Hubby, Jakobi & Me

And my life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway
The names may have been changed
but the faces are the same
The names may have been changed
but as people we’re not the same
And I’m not, no I’m not, no I’m not really in your head

And my life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway
Yeah, my life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway

— Words & Music by Everything But The Girl

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Bring on the Comets

My Darling Husband,

Words alone cannot describe how incredibly lucky I am. Despite what my actions and/or facial expressions might sometimes portray, I am genuinely happy whenever I’m with you.

You alone, can see who I truly am. You are the one person who knows me inside out. You’ve seen my good days and my bad. You’ve seen my worse days … and you still stand proudly next to me.

For that, and for many other reasons that I can’t write in one simple post … I am truly blessed to have you as my best friend, my husband … my soulmate.

Happy 12th Anniversary to you, Hubby … the love of my life

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“Bring on the Comets”

Our Wedding Day ~ August 31, 1996
Our Wedding Day ~ August 31, 1996

Suddenly, we were left
Without the worry of tomorrow
And comets fell from the sky
I took your breath
You took my sorrow

You walked sad in a dream
But count your days boy,
they are fading
You set a fire in my heart
One chance in a lifetime
was worth the waiting

The Ringmaster & The Tightrope Walker (which is pretty true-to-life)
Ringmaster & Tightrope Walker

Let us go easy
As we watch them hit the ground
When the light is gone the memory
of nothings left to sound
Memories sweet whispers
are all that we’ll have left
So fall into these arms tonight
and share this one last breath

Bring on the comets
Bring on the comets

Bring on the comets
Bring on, Bring on
Bring on, Bring on
(repeat 3x)

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