Today’s post is a bit different.
Today, I am doing something I don’t quite know how to do.
Today, I am asking for your help.
On September 5th, 2012, the guy you see in the picture, my brother, ended his life. He suffered from chronic depression. For several reasons, lack of benefits, lack of awareness surrounding mental illness, he failed to receive treatment before it was too late.
On October 12th, 2013, I will walk for him, and all the others out there who need to help. Those who are still here who need to know there is another option; there is someone, more than one person, who cares; who needs you more than you ever realized.
I am asking for your help. It is too late for my brother. It is not too late for thousands of others out there. Organizations like the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention, which is sponsoring the walk, need donations to continue to do the work they do.
Everyone has some charity, some rare disease, some local and/or global concern they want you to donate to. And I guess I’m really no different. I’m not knocking anyone who has ever asked for donations. I just understand that the pain and suffering is vast, and it can feel a bit overwhelming trying to contribute to anything or everything. If you can’t donate, I understand. Pockets aren’t exactly deep these days. But you can help in other ways. Pass this message along. Volunteer. Or, probably most importantly, reach out to a friend you know is struggling. Just tell them you are around and you care. Maybe it won’t be enough. But maybe it will be. And a human life is worth a phone call, text, or email.
Life is a funny thing. Not an hour after my sister and I registered for the AFSP walk, one of my favorite Tumblrs sent me this article. It is an article about the sudden loss of a close, close friend. One of the most poignant quotes in the article was this:
“I regret the cute haircut I got last week, because Heather never saw me with my hair like this, so now I am a person she has never seen, and the distance between us gets a little bigger.
My youth feels like a ghost town, an abandoned and dilapidated house I don’t have the keys to anymore. I stand at the window looking in, and I can make out some of the pictures on the walls, and I can see the photo albums on the shelves, but I can’t see what’s inside them. I can’t see the details. Our special language of coded facial expressions and inside jokes is useless.”
Suicide is real. It is permanent. It is forever.
Thank you, friends.
Mother’s Day/Tried it Tuesday:
The weather couldn’t have been better for us! We spent the whole weekend with my mom and brother, swimming, eating, and drinking delicious Bloody Marys. It was a very relaxing and fun weekend, one of the best I’ve had in a while. I’m so lucky to have such an amazing family.
The “tried it” part:
I stopped by our farmer’s market Saturday morning to pick up some Freesias for my mom. All the flowers are either secured with rubber bands or have that cheesy cellophane wrapping. We were in a hurry to head out, but I felt the need to fancify the flowers. I grabbed a Trader Joe’s paper sack, cut it open, and wrapped a small portion around the stems. Then I secured it with some baker’s twine I purchased here. I recommend butcher paper if you have it, but like I have said before, I am a
lazy resourceful crafter. Thanks again, Pinterest!
Fashion Friday - Mason and the Tambourine
First of all, can I just say how happy I am that boys are wearing leggings these days! Jude is constantly running/rolling/jumping around so they just make sense to me. Who wants to do that in jeans everyday? Through social media I have noticed companies popping up everywhere with their own patterns of unisex leggings, but Mason and the Tambourine really stood out to me.
I love their designs and the leggings are made using a lightweight, organic cotton blend. Bonus - they are hand made in California and printed with non-toxic, water-based soy ink. I ordered a size up so they would be loose on my guy, and I can’t tell you how many compliments he receives when he wears them! Cute and comfy? Sign us up.
Previous Fashion Fridays-
You are not a terrible parent if you can’t figure out a way for your children to eat as healthy as your friend’s children do. She’s obviously using a bizarre and probably illegal form of hypnotism.
You are not a terrible parent if you yell at your kids sometimes. You have little dictators living in your house. If someone else talked to you like that, they’d be put in prison.
You are not a terrible parent if you can’t figure out how to calmly give them appropriate consequences in real time for every single act of terrorism that they so creatively devise.
You are not a terrible parent if you’d rather be at work.
You are not a terrible parent if you just can’t wait for them to go to bed.
You are not a terrible parent if the sound of their voices sometimes makes you want to drink and never stop.
You’re not a terrible parent.
Our favorite day with Grandma
Mark’s mom, whom I love dearly and am very close with, has been visiting us for the last six days. It is always so fun to have her in town. On Monday we braved the “storm” and made our first visit up to Safari Park. It did not disappoint! This place is basically a wild animal sanctuary with a ton of land for the animals to roam around on. We took a tour in one of the trams and it was like we were on the Savannah. Very cool.
Jude’s highlight? A snail soaking up some rain. He was, however, not excited about the giant crane that flew down and landed next to us on our way out. I think picture number three says it all. Sheri and I were most excited about the baby rhino running his little heart out as he was trying to keep up with his mama. So sweet!
One more highlight…on our way through the pathway to see the tigers we heard a rustling in the bushes. For a split second we thought a tiger had escaped but then a deer wandered out to munch on some leaves. Not something I expected to see at a wild animal park. Anyway, he must be used to people because he got within two feet of us and didn’t even flinch. Wish I had a picture to share, but I was holding Jude and just wanted to enjoy the moment.
Also, can someone please tell me what happened to my baby boy? When did he get so big??
Out of the thousands of projects on Kickstarter, Mark’s was chosen as the project of the day!! So cool to see it on the front page of their site.
Mark has been working so hard on this movie and I can’t tell you how awesome it is to see it coming to fruition! Thanks very much to those that have contributed, we really appreciate you getting the word out there! Tumblr is such an awesome community, seriously, you guys are the best.
If you haven’t seen the trailer or checked out their Kickstarter yet, click here. *And I promise this is the last post about this for a while :). Have a great Thursday!!
Since the little guy has had an aversion to baths lately, I thought it would be the perfect time to try out a recipe for bath paint. Painting puts him in his happy place, and this seemed to do the trick because now all he wants to do is soak in the tub. Bonus - this was the easiest thing ever to clean up.
1/3 cup mild clear dishwashing soap
1 tablespoon cornstarch
Found the recipe here.
A documentary film about the rise, fall and reemergence of Rock & Roll Hall of Fame radio personality Marco Collins.
Dear tumblr friends,
This is a big day for us! Mark’s film just went up on Kickstarter and my family and I would really, really love your support. Anything helps, even something as simple as sharing it with someone you think might appreciate the project would be huge!! Thanks guys and happy Tuesday!
Update: The people over at kickstarter made his project a staff pick! Very proud of my guy.
I forgot to mention that this photo was recently featured on an awesome mommy blog in Spain! She put together a collective piece on street art from around the world and I was very flattered she chose to include us. Check out The Adventures Archive for the post and to see some really fun and creative ways to create your own adventures!
What a busy weekend! Yesterday we went to the art walk in Little Italy and met up with Angela and Jude. Landon had her eye on some cute prints and earrings. Maybe we’ll surprise her with a pair. We people watched from the Judeabouttown balcony and tried to deter any toy throwing onto the people below. Jude showed us some rockstar dance moves and Avail helped herself to his toys. Good beer, good people, and good times were had. Avail fell asleep before we reached the freeway and slept in til 9! Landon fell asleep in the car too. Tired babes. Today is my cleaning/laundry day. These girls are like tornadoes.
It was a gorgeous weekend for Art Walk and we had a lot of fun with Auburn and her family yesterday!! Jude was jazzed to have people over and was totally showing off for the girls, but I can’t blame him because they are super adorable! Our favorite weekend activity was sitting on the balcony for some epic people watching.
In other news, Jude has recently discovered he can make his animals “fly” off the balcony or out his window, but luckily none went over during the festival. I’m sure the patrons at the burger joint below us love having random animals fall into their french fries, but I think we have curbed this new skill for the time being.
The weather was also perfect for some delicious beer and a few popsicles. Hope you all had a great weekend!
Castles Made Of Sand - Jimi Hendrix
Sunday Sounds (by one hour)Because it’s so good.
Seems like this guy has been gone forever. Can’t wait to pick him up from the airport tonight! @mmevans3015 #flashbackfriday
We had another fun morning at the zoo with these ladies. Here are a few highlights:
Whenever we walk through the entrance we are greeted by a peacock or two, and this morning one was staring at us from the roof. Immediately after I took the picture he flew off and landed at out feet.
We also arrived in time to see them release the Macaws which apparently happens every day right before the zoo opens. Then after lots of walking we grabbed a snack. We weren’t the only hungry ones, because a mama duck and her ducklings were vying for some of Jude’s crumbs. You’d think with all the times we visit this place we’d run out of new things to see. Luckily that is not the case.
Speaking of new, Jude threw a tantrum of epic proportions on our way out. He has NEVER acted like that, but I guess I am lucky we have avoided them for this long, right? He was screaming, “DON’T TAKE ME AWAY” at the top of his lungs. I was mortified at the time, but now I find it kind of funny. To an outsider it probably sounded like I was abducting him. Yikes! Is this what almost 3 looks like?