If we were having coffee, I would tell you that it’s been an eventful week – and no, I’m not talking about politics (It’s not that I don’t, or won’t, but this isn’t a post where I want to do that, because it would take away the chance to talk to you about other, far more pleasant bits and pieces of my life).
So come on in. If we’re lucky, there are still a couple of the salted-caramel cookie ice cream sandwiches my son made, and you can try one. He’s interested in playing with food these days; part of his ongoing preparations to become independent. It’s refreshing to know that, when he’s on his own in the not-so-distant future, he won’t starve without take-out. Growing up with a chef dad definitely has its advantages!
About that boy. The other day, he and I were making bagel sandwiches together at the kitchen island. We moved at the same time, and bumped heads. My temple collided with my fifteen year old’s chin! He’s tall, broad-shouldered, and getting bigger and more grown up seemingly by the second. To give you an idea what I mean, it’s not that I’m small – I’m 5’9”, which puts him easily over 6 feet (and taller than my Accomplice, too!).
Oh, right. I haven’t served you yet. Get me talking about my kids…so, anyway, we have coffee, a selection of bag teas, and Oregon Chai Tea Mix (also salted caramel; it’s a theme). You can add whole milk or cashew milk. There’s also honey and flavored creamer, if either of those are your thing. Feel free to snag a clementine, apple, or banana, and there’s fresh vegetables if you like a crisp, fresh crunch with your beverage.
OK, now that we’ve got what we need, shall we chat? If you’re here early Saturday, it’s likely to be nice outside, so we could sit in the yard and listen to the world greening up around us. Later in the weekend, though, we’re expecting heavy rain; how about we sit at the hand-lathed table in the family room?
Sunday, my son and I went to a special film showing of George Takei’s musical, “Allegiance,” which deals with life in the Japanese-American internment camps during World War II. I wasn’t sure how he’d feel about that, but we’ve talked about the camps a few times recently, so I invited him to go with me. Turns out that he enjoyed it “a lot more than I thought I would” even though he thought it was going to be a documentary. Lots to talk about – and that’s been a recurring theme since.
We went to Starbucks, then back to the theater entrance to play air hockey and let him shoot pixellated big game…something he’s loved since he was littler than the little boy he helped. He got his sister a rainbow ball at the claw machine – when he was nine, he spent the summer researching prize and vending machines, and that and his knack for physics make winning likely. He never really wants the prizes he wins; he’s all about the challenge, so he usually gives his winnings to his sister, friends, or other children.
After, we took a stroll through a bookstore, and then had dinner at Five Guys, because he’d been wanting to do that, and neither of us had been. We weren’t sorry!
I absolutely love this guy, and treasure these days we spend together, because he’s so close to being a man who doesn’t need his mother in the same way. And he’s going to be an amazing, kind, irreverent man.
I also finished the rough draft of The Far Shore, the sixth of my Kifo Island novels. That leaves one more novel to finish in March, before I get to this year’s novels beginning in April. There’s ten scenes left in my Trueborn epic fantasy series. That’s a project for March.
On Thursday, I went to tai chi class. It was a particularly strenuous class, and I found big pieces of the form becoming, if not instinctive, certainly more natural for me. The energy and peace in that class is amazing, and, since it’s at the Y, it’s completely free with my membership. I think if everyone in the world practiced tai chi, we would live in a far more peaceful world. I always leave with a smile and a lingering glow of peace.
I’m often not up for high-intensity writing after class, so I spent time working on my Blogging from A-Z April Challenge posts. All the writing has been done, so now it’s down to formatting and scheduling, and I want all of them ready to go by the end of the month, so it was a good project to play with, since it didn’t need as much concentration.
And now it’s Friday evening. My Accomplice goes back to work tomorrow, and our routines will shift again. You’ll be ready to go soon; I can see you’ve emptied your mug. But before you go, won’t you share what’s going on with you?