This morning: Don't use the butter because Hugo has been licking it. Also this morning: Noah had to be dropped off early for a soccer trip and lost his paperwork so that required frantic searching and a second trip to school. Hugo ate Camille's lunch which prompted tears and an unplanned drive to her school so she wouldn't be late. Adam was stressing about the cost of flights for summer travel. And my plan of getting up early, making biscuits, eating breakfast together, doing some yoga, and prepping for my Japanese class quickly morphed into a chaotic blur of an hour. Now that things are quiet again, I am tossing out the butter and re-starting my day.
Celebrating 45 years in this colorful, vibrant, and crazy world of ours! Planning to keep on exploring, beef up my Japanese, read good books, let go of guilt, hold tight to those I love, play more, worry less, and laugh a lot.
It's funny how traveling makes the simple and mundane pieces of home feel so nice in those first days back...your own bed, a pile of clean clothes, watering to the plants, walking the dog.
Not sure if it was the rest, the meds, or one last Balinese sunset...but feeling a bit better. Thank you for this parting gift, Bali!
Poor Noah missed out on a Bali soccer game and one of the best water parks in all of Asia because of his Bali belly issues. I am not feeling so great myself so I stayed with him. Really hoping we feel better by the time we fly out tonight.
Earler this week we rode through fields of marigolds and this morning I watched neighbors lining the steps of their home with marigolds for a wedding. The market was popping with colorful baskets of blooms waiting to be purchased for offerings. And there seems to a lush little garden tucked into delightful and surprising spots. I am blown away by the all of beautiful flowers, fruits, and veggies that can be grown in Bali
Went to the market for bananas (poor Noah has Bali belly), but couldn't resist wandering for a little bit. I am such a sucker for local markets with their daily offerings, sensory blasts, and morning buzz.
Morning walk in the rice fields.