This post will be all over the place. Try to keep up:
June 21 was the tenth anniversary of our Hungarian wedding ceremony. I meant to post about it on Saturday but never found the time. Happy Anniversary to us. I love Balazs. I've written about our Vancouver wedding anniversary here, about how my wedding dress at our Hungarian wedding made a great bug catching net here and even about buying a really frickin' expensive set of plane tickets to Hungary here, but what I have been meaning to write about for the longest time and haven't got to it yet is a post about Hungary itself. It's number three on my list of the best places on the planet that I started writing when I very first started my blog and got so sidetracked that I only wrote as far as number two. I plan on writing this post soon. Hopefully before we leave for our vacation in August. It will involve history, food and of course, love.
2. My sinuses.
Holy crap. I'm not looking for sympathy, I'm just writing out loud. Because holy crap. My sinuses have really and truly introduced themselves to me this week. I was not exaggerating in my last post when I said it felt like somebody was experimenting on me with the contents of a rusty tool box. At one point yesterday, when I closed my eyes I could have sworn that somebody had attached a pair of pliers to the bridge of my nose and was compressing it and pulling on it at the same time. I am really allergic to grass. And it sucks. That's enough about that. No more complaining. My head feels okay today.
[Edit - Thanks for the comment Rick. I use the Neti pot daily. I love it and it certainly helps, but unfortunately doesn't rid me of symptoms completely.]
Here's the part where everybody reads my blog and then sits back and imagines I have two heads. I'm not sure I've ever written about this before, but a few of you know that I was still breastfeeding Csilla at almost three years of age. Until now. Among many other reasons, one of the reasons I haven't been posting and commenting on various blogs fifty times a day was because I have been weaning Csilla for the last two weeks. And let me tell you. It has been extremely difficult. She has been beyond clingy. It's understandable, but makes it a little hard to blog. I could write a very long post about the whole topic of breastfeeding a three-year-old and how weaning becomes exponentially more difficult as your child gets older, but I won't get into all of that. I will say that the last two weeks has involved many tears (hers and mine) as well as bribery and lollipops for breakfast. But it is done. I no longer breastfeed Csilla. I am both heartbroken and relieved. I miss the closeness and her need for me already. I don't miss feeling painfully tired and run down. And yesterday, when my head hurt so bad that I thought I might barf, I was extremely relieved to be able to take some real medication. For the last four years, I haven't taken anything more powerful than a regular strength Tylenol for fear of it entering my milk and getting to Csilla. (Well, except during labour when the doctors gave me all sorts of fun stuff that left me itching like a junkie when is was all over... but that's another post). Anyway. "Mission Csilla-Wean" accomplished. Huge sigh of relief and sadness.
I'm working on some "Photography 101" posts, but I'm having an extremely hard time keeping them brief. Big surprise. You know me. Captain Longwinded. I can't seem to make the posts concise, but I'm trying, and hope to post them soon. I've already told you about Corey's wonderful photography tutorials, but if you've read those and want to keep moving, check out Angella's excellent foto friday posts. They're much more succinct than I would ever hope to write, so check them out and learn learn learn. Don't forget to post your learnings too. I'd love to see how you're doing. Finally, I've also been meaning to post some cool photos I took the same day I took these in Linda's garden. It involves something called "Bokeh" and a sprinkling of hearts. I'll explain it all when I finally write the post. Stay tuned.
5. Gone Baby Gone.
Balazs and I watched the movie Gone Baby Gone a couple of weeks ago. I really wanted to post about it because it impacted me in an enormous way, but again, I haven't found the time. I wrote two movie reviews when I first started my blog, but then I got massively sidetracked and haven't done it since. It's probably better off that I haven't written a review about Gone Baby Gone because I would have been too upset to write it. The movie is dark and disturbing and horrible. But in a really good way. Huh? I thought Gone Baby Gone was outstandingly good, but the subject matter - missing and abused children, drug addicted parents, poverty and life in the inner city - is all horrible, so the movie is not for everyone. I'm still thinking about certain scenes. If you've got the stomach for it, watch it. Ben Affleck did and outstanding job of adapting the screenplay and directing it. Casey Affleck was phenomenal in the lead role. Good job brothers! You two are almost as hot as your friend Matt Damon.
6. New Visitors and Old Friends.
There have been a ton of new visitors to my blog recently. I'm thrilled you've all stopped by, but I'm completely bummed that I haven't had time to return the compliment by visiting you. Because of the aforementioned reasons - impending trip to Hungary, painful headaches, clingy three-year-old, photography obsession and movie watching - I have been spending much less time at the computer. Sorry about that. Thanks for stopping by, you're all awesome. I've also meant to drop some comments on posts that have really caught my eye recently, but I haven't been doing that either. Just no time. As it is, I'm frantically typing to finish this post before Blue's Clue ends and it's time to head into the garden (despite the grass). Let's just say I'm lurking and loving so many of your posts. You blogging lot are an amazing bunch. I strongly encourage everybody to visit some of the links on my sidebar under "My Weekly Reads" and "My Weekly Inspiration". You won't be disappointed.
Blue's Clues is over. I'm sure there's more, but that's all I have time for now. Man my fingers can move fast when I have something to say! Peace.