Monday, October 25, 2010

Hello, God? Its me, Haley.



::singing voice:: aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!! oh, so nice. as if angels were singing.. wow, just kidding. Be glad you cannot hear my 'singing voice' here as I wrote my 'aahhh" Anyway..




  Hello, God? its me, Haley...


Every once in a while, when I have a little free time, I venture across the bridge to check out surrounding areas and what they have to offer.  While traveling along the highway you see your basic streets, cars everywhere, some trees and people, etc.  The roads all intersect crazily, swerve every which way sending you to this off ramp, to the on ramp, to the next highway, an over pass, and down again- I do not even try to keep up; my good 'ol GPS still guides me more often then not. 

After all the busy of the up, down, in, out and all around.. (what a bunch of NUTS!).. I reach the tunnels.  Now, its your average tunnel space- tight, dimly lit, for the claustrophobic-type its a no-good-kind of space.  For others it is probably just a tunnel, driven through on a daily basis to work, home, whatever.  For me, as I begin to see the light at the end of this tunnel, I pick up speed, and I almost.. get excited?  Its strange to me, but it feels literally like a breath of fresh air once I hit the other side and see the sun and water.  Sometimes I just want to shout FREEEEEEDOM!!  Maybe it has a lot to do with the water.  Is there a connection; fresh air, water, freedom?  (Hmm, was I a pirate or prisoner in a past life? ARG!)  Well, I really don't know.. all I know is each time I come through that other end, I am hit with a new idea, or am inspired to get to the gym or go for a run.  This last trip (when I took the picture below), I started thinking about who I should contact first for school!  I mean, is this a tunnel to the bridge.. or a tunnel to God?!  


I know what you may be thinking, because I thought the same- if I try to take another picture like this, it very well may turn into the tunnel to God.  I will not do that again! haha  This picture above actually is not the actual 'tunnel to God' that I am always getting my ideas or inspirations as I pass through.  The view you'd see of that would be a cool arc built over the other side of the bridge; on a typical day you can see sailboats and motorboats, people biking along the walkway path down the side of the highway.  Its a lovely piece of bridge, rather funny to think of a concrete slab as "lovely".

Now that I am writing this I wonder if its a chosen spot for some of the, we'll call them 'wonderers', of Seattle.  Then again, any 'wonderers' probably do not stay long if they are getting inspirations as I am from the tunnel to God!  Maybe they go in with the intentions to find a space to sleep and just get by for a while.. then walk through knowing they want to go and get a job or something awesome!  HA! Ahh, I love you, tunnel to God.


(side note- title brings a smile to my face w. the memories of my friend Jess E back home.  "God, are you there?  Its me, Margo!" I can hear you saying it now... though, I feel like I get the name wrong every time.. or maybe the name changes with our drink of choice the evenings this is quoted?? <3 & Miss)


Sunday, October 24, 2010

Welcome to it.

Hello & welcome to my blog!

Since I am new to the whole idea of a blog.. I think I'll just jump right in...

A long and drawn out story starting about four years back now.... brings me to where I am today-

current city, Seattle.
current job, nanny (multiple families)
current home, a basement.
home to family #1 - I care for twin girls age 5- we will call them Twin A & Twin M


There are the basics.  Here are some stories:

Each morning I wake up.. in a brand new place.  The place that I am starting to call 'Home".  The home is filled with new things, new faces, new ways of living.  Well- they are all new to me, anyway- and I am learning to enjoy each new thing and figuring out just how to add my own self into their already built home.

Each morning I wake up.. especially on the weekends, it is not on my own clock.  Some of my favorite stories thus far are the mornings I awake to the laughter, shrieks, pounding, running and jumping sounds I can hear -very clearly- above my head.  The kitchen, located directly above my room, is where the girls often try to whisper about what they can reach on the counter or in the shelves if they are particularly hungry that morning.

Other days, like today- I awake to the sound of the girls doing laps around the rooms- kitchen to living room, hallway, back to kitchen.. repeat (like a MILLION TIMES).  All of a sudden, WHAM!! things crashing to the floor, a cry out, then a simply stated "see, I told you so".   Ive only been here a month and I do not need to really see what happened to have a pretty good idea.  My guess would be the girls were doing some kind of chase and capture game involving superhero attacks (and possibly costumes).. then twin A fell (or was pushed, ahem) to then twin M stating "see, I told you so".  I have never worked so closely with twins before.  It is very interesting seeing how they interact, build off each others ideas and constanttllyyyyy compete.  The simple proclamation of "see, I told you so" was enough of a mini-knife stab to twin A that she will be hurting, at least through breakfast.  More stories of this type behavior to come, I am sure...


Another favorite was the morning, A Saturday around 7am or so.. twin M spotted one of their three cats coming in the cat door- she calls to her...

"aww hiii kitty kitty, so nice. so cute kitty"

a few minutes pass where I do not hear any talking- just long enough for me to start to fall back to sleep when I hear the loudest shriek I have yet to hear come out of twin M.

"AHHHH!!! NO KITTY, BAD KITTY!!! no no no! nooooo!!!!" then I hear running from the living room to the kitchen... more screaming- "KITTY HAS MY FROG- My FAVORITE FROGGY! no no, BAD kitty BAD!!"  side note: these girls have literally 20 rubber toy frogs, most of which look the same.

So, the cat escapes out the cat door with the freaking frog. geeezzumcrow.  I am a little horrible, I think, because this made me laugh. really hard.  Anyway- long story short- froggy was saved, kitty was forgiven, the day went on and I somehow went back to sleep.. until the next drama, approximately 30 minutes later.


This is my life - which I have decided to embrace.
Welcome to it.
:)