Scenes from Saturday + Brass & Burritos

Sometimes I wonder why I still write these posts each Sunday. I’ve certainly been doing it long enough that it is an ingrained habit. I’m not trying to establish anything.

But is it giving me energy or deadening my spirit?

Repeating something can often mean looking backward. That doesn’t always feel productive. That would be soul killing. The constant second-guessing and what-if’s.

I realized being consistent and making slow, steady progress isn’t all about streaks or optimizing my time it’s about coming back.

The key part of a habit for me is to help you return but also find something new. A practice is built on the movement of return. Even if it’s a just a new way to joke about glitter or Michelle repairing the house.

There’s energy for me in that.

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Scenes from Saturday + Bored & The Beatles

It’s winter break this week. We are not a skiing family. We tend to stockpile our vacation days for the summer which means no February trips which means that by Saturday morning Ally was already saying she had nothing to do and was bored.

Good! I think boredom is important and quickly becoming a scarce resource. It’s really hard to be bored these days. The internet and social media are always available to soak up attention.

I love being bored because it allows you to indulge in curiosity and that in turn often leads to creativity.

Cecilia is taking an entrepreneurship class this semester and I pitched her an idea of doing her project on boredom spaces. They have rage rooms. Why not a apathy cafes. You could make boredom a luxury item like a spa. Come here and be bored. Discover something about yourself!

I was only half joking.

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Scenes from Saturday + Outside & Otto

In the winter months, many of our friends disappear on the weekends to ski. We are not a skiing a family. Neither Michelle nor I ever really learned. In truth, we aren’t really winter people, either. Which has worked out alright the past few years because we haven’t had too much snow. That might change this week with another nor’easter threatening.

Which brings me to the snails.

The one aspect I do like about winter snowstorms is the way it forces you to slow down. To live life in the slow lane, or at least the slower lane. Like a snail.

Which brings me to the medieval fighting snails.

The internet can still delight. My favorite part, other than historians having no idea why they appeared in manuscripts, is that they were primarily there to make people laugh.

“The basic idea is the overturning of existing or expected hierarchies. It is supposed to be surprising and even funny – I think we get that implicitly today,” she says.

Medieval snail memes!

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Scenes from Saturday + Vinyl & Vamping

This past Thursday, February first was the midpoint between the winter solstice and and the spring equinox. We are on the back half, people. Spring is coming, early or late, it won’t be canceled.

If you’re struggling with a creative project or a resolution, remember, most days are Groundhog Days. Social media might amplify the 2%, but 98% of success is just consistency, consistently doing the boring things that no one sees.

Believe in the possibility of February, you even get an extra day this year.

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Scene from Saturday + Trials & Trombones

Both kids have gone through some ups and downs in the past few weeks. One of the toughest thing as a parent, especially as they get older, is to watch them fail. It’s often heartrending but it’s the whole point, I think. They do it themselves or it’s not much good.

There were times I really wanted to jump in help. But was that my job? It’s not good for them or for anyone else. I certainly want to help but not make them helpless in the process. Where does a parent draw the line? How do you know where to help, when to jump in, what to handle for them, what to tell them doesn’t really matter?

I can’t do it all. Nor should I. I can provide opportunities, support, and encouragement. The rest they’ll have to do themselves.

I’ll try to do my job and let them do theirs. As painful as that might be sometimes.

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Scenes from Saturday + Rain & Ducks

We are past Quitter’s Day and admittedly a few of my optimistic New Year’s promises to myself are hanging on by a thread.

What I say when I’m fighting against resistance to build that new habit or maintain a resolution: “There’s just not enough time to fit this into my routine.”

What I actually mean: “I’m not really interested in doing this.”

When I’m taking care of myself (sleeping, moving, eating right) and working on something I am genuinely excited about, finding time is never really an issue.

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