“ Nothing ever goes away until it has taught us what we need to know.”
January came in like a big bang, an explosions of over the topness with everything. I know, topness isn’t a word but you all know what I am writing about here. January was just too intense here in the USA. Might as well make up some new slang to go with it. I am still in shock with how 2021 started and the events that played out.
Our neighborhood was a constant firework show from all sides. Ariel fireworks and any that make loud explosive sounds are illegal here in our state but that didn’t stop everyone from celebrating the death of 2020 and the birth of 2021. I fear though that 2021 is just part two of 2020. That 2020 never really went away. Is there still something to be learned from all that happen in that year. Did some of us not learn what is really important. It is people, we are, life, connecting and loving each other…that is the moral and lesson of 2020. Yet here I am writing about my fear of 2021 being a repeat because some of us still have not gotten that message.
Being outside on New Year’s eve was not a safe place here in our city. I watched the firework show from the big picture window that overlooks our pool and garden area. I figured I might as well enjoy all the beautiful colors.
Poor cats did not have fun and the fireworks and gunshots lasted until 4am in the morning. The cats finally fell asleep but the next day they looked beat. This is stress for you. Think 2020 created PTSD for all of us.
I decided to stay in Arizona. For now anyway. If you are a regular follower of mine you know I have gone back and forth with whether or not to move. I just didn’t feel like my state was the same state that I was born and raised in.
I am second generation Arizona born and raised. This state is a part of me and that will never go away. I love it here. I love being close to all the nature this state has. I love being close to the border of Mexico and how the different cultures are combined in this state. We are about 4-6 hours away from a beach here in our state, driving that is. I love the Native American tribes and all the beautiful art and stories I have heard in festivals they share with everyone. Just love it all. I know if I moved I would always want to come back. Arizona is my true home. I am an Arizona native from the top of my head to the tip of my toes.
I did for a time live in North Dakota and Texas as a child. My father’s work took him to these places. North Dakota has the best dirt in my opinion. I spent days digging in it collecting fishing worms for my dad and I to fish with later. I still remember the texture and smell of it. Raw earth and so soft. I bet they can grow a lot in that dirt. Arizona dirt is like cement so very hard and dry.
Texas was very disappointing to me as a 6 year old. The only nice thing I have to say about it was that there was a little boy in my class, a popular little guy that everyone listened to when he spoke up. He defended me when some of the kids were kind of mean with the new little girl from Arizona that had moved there. Once those Texans become your friends they protect the ones they love and are loyal people, even the little ones. Texans have big old Texan hearts.
Texas in the Winter was no fun for a desert dweller like me. There were no mountains and beautiful creeks to explore, just gray muddy slushy snow where we lived. My dad, being an Arizona native would also decide to pack up and head back home, back to Arizona. Once back, we were all happy once again. Watch this to see what I am trying to explain about going home to the state you were born in. It happens to all of us. The places you are familiar with are the places that make you feel safe and loved. So no moving for now.
Okay, now onto what we have been up to this month. We are nesting for awhile here in our home since the numbers have increased here in our state this month. Trying to lesson our exposure out there. We are all living in a Science fiction movie. I would like this movie to end now, thank you very much and a happy ending too. Just lazy days and getting into a rhythm of things again. Getting out of our holiday funk as they say.
This month I felt guilty about being slow with taking Christmas decor down. There are still some lights left in one of our trees out front that none of us can reach without a ladder. Will have to get my 20 year old son to get the ladder out to take that last string down. He has become the tallest in the family. I don’t feel too bad about our slow clean up from the holidays because even our neighbors still have snowflake stickers on their windows. Just the other day one of our neighbors finally took down the Christmas balls on her tree outside. You know, I kind of miss seeing them all sparkly in the early morning sunlight.
My husband and son worked on the dirt in the garden. The chickens had a party searching in the fresh dirt for bugs and worms.
So funny watching them do this. Afterwards just like us all on Thanksgiving day, they pass out and rest.
It snowed up north and rained down here in our desert city. We need rain desperately so no complaints from me. I worry about Our Little Red House up north when the Winter storms are harsh but it has been through harder blizzards..
This month I realized I didn’t do a whole lot of DIY posts. I need to find some time to do some fun ones for you all. I did the aquarium do over and that was it. I added a little light to the top since I wrote up my original post but we still haven’t designed the wooden top for it yet.
I have been drawing and doodling in my scrap book.
So fun for me to look at a blank page and doodle away whatever comes to mind.
I have been doing a lot of nature pages from all my explorations around Arizona. I need to figure out how to scan and share a coloring page with you all so you can de-stress and take some time coloring away. Heard it is so calming and good for us to do this. I have over 100 drawings that I have done since our Pandemic started. Enough for a whole coloring book.
I have also been making pom poms and felting wool balls for a pretty wall hanging. I haven’t put it together yet. I want to make some banners and pretty things to hang in some areas throughout the house and up north to add some more color and cheer to the home.
My husband made us all fresh cinnamon rolls one early rainy morning. We made some for the neighbors too. Our neighbors wife came over and said her husband ate three of the four they received and she only got one because she is such a slow eater. She likes to pick and eat slowly through the day. Now my husband is going to make more cinnamon rolls and this time he told her to hide her two. I laughed at that.Anyone that grew up with siblings knows about hidden treats. Everyone eats at their own pace.
My husband also picked up a flower bulb that was in the bottom of a bunch of grab bag sale items. You know those items that some stores will mark down because their packages are damaged. They throw them into little unmarked bags for $1. My husband brought one home and planted it to see what surprise would greet us. What a surprise too. This little bulb kept growing and growing. Like a Jack and the beanstalk moment.
Now we have some color that popped out. What a fun grab bag. I still don’t think it is finished growing.
So that’s about it for January. I haven’t been getting on as much like usual because I have been trying to stay offline, take a break from everything I guess. Like I wrote…it has been a rough year and now it is looking like 2021 is not going to be so easy either. Too many battles, Large and small between too many people. Wish everyone would just get along. Lots of prayers that this is the directions we go for this new year, that we all just stop with the pettiness and start connecting, getting along, helping each other…just some peace for a change would be nice.
When I do get online I love reading regular stories about how other bloggers are living in their homes, the foods they cook. Their family stories they share. What makes them happy and even what they too are worry about. We are in the same big boat. Just everyday bloggers trying to take each day as it comes being grateful for all those gifts that day brought them.
They are there, those gifts I am talking about. It would be easy to only remember only the ugly parts of each day or even from the past. I am no saint, I have made many mistakes in my life and one of them is going back to what hurts me. I too get wrapped up in the negative sometimes and have a good old case of the misery traps. When I recognize this happening I know I have to go through each moment from that day to search out those things that are wonderful and that I am grateful for. The shelter me and my family have, the food we have, that we have not gotten sick (thank you God) and all the family, neighbors and friends we have…all those things are worth more then all the gold in the world. Remember the lessons of 2021.
Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing.
1 Thessalonians 5:11
Here are some of my favorite family bloggers that I read this month. If any of you just need a break and need to connect with your blogging neighbors, they are all your brothers and sisters too, in our hearts at least, just click on links below. How God intended it to be with one another. Leave them a comment or two. Baby steps to kindness every day. One person at a time. We all need to start connecting with one another to get through this pandemic and to start uniting once again. If anyone has any more favorites to share please leave links in comments below.
My prayers this month go out to you all. That God keeps you safe, and sends angels to watch over you. That more truths are able to come to light. That the hungry are fed. That the scared and lonely are comforted. That the sick are healed. That the ones doing good deeds are able to reach many people. That we all stay safe, happy and healthy. Thank you for your follows, comments, likes and shares. Have a beautiful February and God bless you and yours from all of us at Our Little Red House.
He only is my rock and my salvation, my fortress; I shall not be shaken.