tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55935898357340060402024-02-20T02:59:46.359-08:00...And She Wore PatchouliRandom Ramblings about the people,places and things I love in life.Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.comBlogger291125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-300261723849377472018-01-15T12:06:00.002-08:002018-01-15T12:20:38.031-08:002018....Year of Zen.Or maybe not. Still waiting for that zen to kick in :)<br />
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Happy New Year! I'm sitting here typing with glass of gin & juice by my side, watching the snow fall outside. The plan was to run today, but I seem to need all the stars to align to get me out there. When I saw that cold powdery stuff, Plan B happened(cocktails).<br />
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I haven't sat down to this Blog in quite some time, last Spring I believe is when I last posted. I had been going through a bit, & realized this blog of mine was beginning to sound like a sad teenager's diary. Anyway, slightly more optimistic me is back.<br />
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I have been making some art(pictures below). This year I am wanting to check into getting some creations in a store...I kind of put that off last year. I also want to be a better friend to the people who matter to me, & more congruent. You know, do what I say, say what I mean. Goals. If you are out there reading this, I hope this new year you step out of your comfort zone...the scary, challenging stuff is when we are most alive. I hope you know that you matter! I hope you are more real, more you, & less hard on yourself. Cheers!<br />
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P.S. I totally love this talk, have a listen if you like...<a href="https://www.ted.com/talks/lidia_yuknavitch_the_beauty_of_being_a_misfit">Awesome Ted Talk with Lidia Yuknavitch</a>Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-23789804424429244222017-03-30T14:54:00.000-07:002017-03-30T15:16:40.764-07:00FiltersEnding Spring Break here & it's been a hard week. Great to be off in a way, but the more time I have, the more my mind spins. Work somewhat preoccupies me. It would be great if my brain could just stop for once. Stop replaying, stop analyzing. Over & over again, it drags me back to places I don't want to be.<br />
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We went to a museum & a teahouse earlier, the kids & I. I was driving & listening to them chatter all the way there. Lost in my own thoughts. Wondering how things are ever going to change in my life. Right now the sadness is, that I don't see a way. </div>
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Having these kids helps me though. They give me a reason for everything in life. For them I got up and went out today, talked about teas & art installations. Smiling, even though my heart wasn't in it.</div>
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I got some pictures of today's stuff, like I often do. If you look over my Instagram feed, like most people's, my life looks pretty awesome. What can you really tell about someones life by the pictures they elect to put out into the universe? For that matter, how much do we really know about each other's hearts from what we selectively share? I think most lives look pretty colorful when you put enough filters on them. </div>
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Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-79650186671057126482017-02-17T08:57:00.003-08:002017-02-17T08:57:40.821-08:00HalfHalf a year we've been in our new home. No regrets.<br />
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Life is different though. Not to sound like I am retirement home age yet or anything, but I kind of feel like this move out here, & this home may be our final stop. Of course I don't know that, but I really don't picture myself moving all over the country.<br />
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I was talking to my friend Maya the other day, & we were kind of chatting about how when we were younger (& by that I mean youngsters in our thirties) life was about getting together with different people. Meeting to exercise, parties, camping together, etc.....now not so much.<br />
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Kids are getting older, we are older & life has changed a bit. In our case, we don't even know many people to hang out with out here. So now it's kind of back to just me & Richard. Good thing I like him :)<br />
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Anyway, I am hoping to continue to feel more settled & looking forward to new things in the next 6 months to come. Grateful it has all gone so well, despite a few not so fun hiccups along the way.<br />
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So lately I've felt a little like my art was having a Renaissance period. I've sold a few more pieces. Two clay pieces were bought for a television show set. Mind you, I have no clue what they are doing with them, I had to sign a release. For all I know they could be making fun of them on the show( I always go worst case scenario), but nevertheless it was kind of cool. Also, I was contacted about putting my artwork in a new shop that is opening & was flattered to be asked. I turned it down right now because the store/gallery is around 5 1/2 hours away, but it is nice to have the interest! I've been back working with paper clay & below are a couple new things.<br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79;">I've kind of been gathering my thoughts since the awesome Women's March in Denver. It was a little over a week ago, & I've had all this stuff swirling in my head like tea leaves since. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #a64d79;">First off, so cool to have my oldest girl by my side. We had good talks on our drive there, & the way back. She can talk my ear off, when given the chance. I love that she is developing her own thoughts about things by observation, research & experiences. I made up my mind a long time ago that I wasn't going to tell my kids how or what to think. I try & show the type of person I am in how I treat others & the things that are important to me, but all of my 3 kids will have to decide for themselves what they stand for. Anyway, very cool to have her experience so many women standing up for important causes in one place!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #a64d79;">I felt over all the March was a positive, peaceful movement that brought all of us like minded people together. Then I got home & saw some negative things on social media about us "protesters." So, I wasn't aware I was going there to protest, I considered it more of standing united with other women who don't want their rights taken away either. Women who want to be valued, & Yes, maybe send a message to our new dear President that we don't take kindly to his many disgusting remarks about women's bodies. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #a64d79;">Something that makes me kind of sad is the silent disapproval I feel from some. Here's the thing, when my kids grow up & if they look at the world a bit differently than I do, I still want to talk about all kinds of things with them & know what they are up to in life. It's just conversation, no big deal. "How was the Women's March?"..."Oh, it was good. Really crowded, but I'm glad I went".</span></div>
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<span style="color: #a64d79;">So bottom line to my rambling, we don't all have to agree on everything. We all come at this life from so many different experiences & perspectives. I guess I just want to say I am proud of myself for going, & I think I am turning into a pretty strong lady with a good heart. Me going to a Women's March or not going to Women's March, or my political party, or any of that jazz does not make any less/more moral or right. In my perfect world, all the people in my life would get that.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #ffe599;"><i>So I guess I was going along with my pro-women theme, & made this lady the other day. Who knows how she ended up shirtless, perhaps I was a little lazy about painting clothes? Anyway, she's got a few words from the Maya Angelou poem I like.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666;">1) I do the Rocky Mountain Half Marathon.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666;">2) I check on what I need to do to get my artwork in a local store/gallery. Even if it doesn't sell, at least I will have put myself out there.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666;">3) We fix up our barn & make an exercise room in it.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666;">4) I hike(with the husbo) one of the 14,000 foot peaks here(Huron Peak or Mt. Elbert).</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666;">5) Get my Alpaca friends or a Mini Cow.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666;">6) Learn to weave on a loom.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666;">7) Go on a Llama Trek(hike & picnic with Llama)...yes, this is an actual thing!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666;">Happy New Year to you! Hope 2017 is the year your try something new :)</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666;"><br /></span>Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-51886351207947489012016-12-29T09:28:00.002-08:002016-12-29T09:28:46.229-08:00Year End<span style="color: #e69138;">Christmas was pretty calm & peaceful. We had absolutely no place to go this year. So the kids got to tinker with their new toys all day, which was nice. I say this every year, but it's always over so fast! Now we are headed towards the New Year in a couple days. I've been thinking about what things I want more of, & what things I want less of in my life for 2017. What things I want to try(weaving on a loom, hiking the high peaks around here). Which races I'd like to sign up for. Much thinking.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">In this new year I hope to continue to seek out cool people whom I can connect with. I know I'm not good at shallow friendships, it's such a waste to me. I just want to be with people more & more who are okay with putting themselves out there. It's a little discouraging when you share deep things with people & it's not reciprocated. Luckily that doesn't happen all the time, or with everyone. Just wanting to spend more time with people who get it, I guess.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">Also, I plan on continuing to work on all my mixed thoughts about my relationship with God & His followers :) And as always....working on my self & my lovely array of issues. Hoping 2017 is a productive year!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Here I sit, thankful for my 2 weeks off. The three kiddos are outside loving the snow. I prefer to enjoy it from indoors. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">We've been doing some fun holiday things lately, a few festivities. Last weekend was Richard's work Christmas party in Denver. I'm always a little angsty to go to these things. I picture awkward conversations, possible wardrobe malfunctions...I like to think worse case scenario. The party was in this really cool warehouse & James Bond themed...pretty fun! I only started a few awkward conversations which I'd like to blame on the Jack & Coke I was drinking, but I know I would've done it anyway. First I was talking to Richard's coworker's wife(whom I'd just met earlier & liked) & we were talking about church & she said she isn't going anymore. I was like, "finally someone gets me here", in my head. So I launched into my whole bit about how I'm over conservative churches, & how I feel like they think they think they are the chosen group, & you can't be a Christian if you aren't conservative(which I'm not). I have to laugh now, because it was only towards the end of the conversation that I realized that what she was saying & what I was saying were two different things. She was saying that she is having a hard time with the more liberal churches/Christianity & reconciling that with how she grew up. Anyway, I like her...I think we are all having lunch in a couple weeks. Later, I found myself in a conversation sharing my secret desire to have been a BMX racer to several of my husband's co-workers. Anyway, what can I say, I've got to be me :)</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">So yesterday we finally tried another church. We hadn't gone to one in a couple months & I'm always a little torn on if I actually want to give another a try, or be done with the whole thing. Actually, it's not even the church that bothers me, because no church is perfect...it's not there to serve me, or meet all of my expectations. The people are the church, & that's kind of what worries me, the people. I am okay with messed up people, people that don't have it all together & know it. I am one of those peeps. It's the one's that pretend they are perfect that I don't want to be around. It's the Christians that spend their time as arm chair missionaries & aren't loving or kind about refugees, or other cultures, or gay people...but have never actually been to another place to see how they live, what their experience is, never actually listened to their life stories. I'm over the whole thing...people that tell my the way I vote isn't Christian, but then are some of least loving & accepting people themselves. Anyway, if I admit it, I am hurt & I that's why it bothers me so much & I want to run from it.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">So this church yesterday, I don't know if it's for us yet, but I liked the people I met. The pastor seemed real. I told him right off the bat that I am burned out from church, he said he gets it, & a lot of the people there were in the same boat. Also, during the service this beautiful Native American lady stood up & shared her story about going to Standing Rock & bringing supplies & being with all those people peacefully protesting the pipeline that was to go through their land. I thought it was awesome that the church supported her & another member going there with prayer, & supplies. I think that is how it should be, we should be caring about people who are being taken advantage of, caring about this earth & the environment. So I'm trying to be open, & not so jaded about the whole Christianity thing. I know there people with awesome hearts out there in this world, I just need to find more.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span>Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-40876761537141559122016-11-27T11:07:00.002-08:002016-11-27T11:10:09.672-08:00I Guess I'm Thankful? Today has been non-eventful & lazy so far. It's the last day of Thanksgiving break before we go back to real life. This week off we had a couple days early on in the week to visit with our California friends who we miss a lot. I always think when I spend time with them, that I am lucky. Lucky to have people I can be myself with, who can handle my weirdness...it's not everybody who can :)<br />
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So, Thanksgiving was different this year. Our first in Colorado. No driving to anyone's place, or cooking for anyone but us 5. It was nice & low key, but next year we may need to invite some guests.<br />
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The day after Thanksgiving we hung out in Estes Park with Richard's friend's family who invited us to a Christmas Parade there. It's been fun going to new things & maybe starting a few traditions. Although it was cold as heck waiting for the parade to start, & I was told this was a warm year, so we'll see if this becomes a "thing" for us.<br />
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Yesterday, Richard took me to this Indian tea place in Boulder, that I have wanted to go to for years. It's beautiful inside. I don't usually take pictures of food, but every now & then I have to. Oh, & they have also combined two of the best things...herbal tea & alcohol. When I saw "tea cocktails" on the menu, I knew I had found my place. <br />
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All in all, a good week & I even had time to do a little art.<br />
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Anyways, you know with Thanksgiving comes some reflection about life & the things we are blessed with. I am thankful for the people who are in my tribe, that love me for me, & I love them them in all their weirdness too. I'm grateful that here I am in another state, with my family & new things ahead of me. Last November, at this time, we had no clue moving was actually in our future. I guess I am also thankful for the hard junk that is changing me. It's hard to say that because if I could go back & change a lot of my choices in life, (& other's choice too) I would totally want to. But since I can't time travel & we don't get do overs, I am going to hope it's all for a reason & be thankful for it all. That's what I'm telling myself today at least :)<br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000;"><i>I haven't written much, or been making art recently because I got a pretty much full time job. Actually all I've managed lately is painting this little lonely acorn. I am working all day at a school & helping some special needs kids. So it's the kind of work I like to do. By the time I walk in the door when I get home, I find myself back at my short order cook job, because my kids are hungry. Then I usually fit in a half hour of jogging around like a mad women, inside my house(it's cold outside) for exercise. That's my day. Good, I have something to fill my hours & make me feel productive, but not much time to create. I'll get back to it soon. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000;"><i>On weekends we have been working on this outdoor pet enclosure. I dream it, & Richard builds it. I like the way that works :) It's even going to have a place for my cat Chowder.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000;"><i>We've been settling more into our new place. Exploring little towns nearby, & finding new hikes. Fall in Colorado is a sea of color. Reds, oranges, & yellows everywhere I look. Love it! With this new start here, the one I desired to have a clean slate in, there's been some pain. Some stuff has come up, a lot of stuff un-dealt with. Marriage is hard, life is hard, & sometimes I don't get it at all. I guess starting somewhere new is never easy, & it doesn't always play out like in your head. It can still be awesome, just a different awesome than I envisioned.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000;"><i>I don't always handle pain, or stress the right way. My old go-to remedy is to be self-destructive. Not good, I know. So I had a brief relapse of some of my eating issues, but am not going to stay in it. I don't want to spend my life with my head in a toilet bowl. So I am fighting the crazy in my head. The last couple days I've been winning.</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #bf9000;"><i><br /></i></span><span style="color: #bf9000;"><i>Yesterday I was driving around listening to music & thinking. I was thinking the last few years, I've been getting better at being a truth teller. What I mean is that I've been speaking my truth about who I am, & my struggles, & my many mistakes. Not pretending all areas of my life are together. I think so many people hide. They don't want to show who they really are, or be vulnerable to others. It's hard. I still struggle with the whole thing, but I don't want to pretend at all anymore. If you don't put your self out there, you aren't real. I want to be real. If that means telling people I've struggled with depression a lot of my life, that I have fucked my life up more times than not, & am working through eating disorder issues then thats what it means & I will have handle whatever reaction I get. Being able to be who I am, & not apologize for it, is more important to me now. Even if it means risking rejection. </i></span><br />
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My head is in a sad place today, so I'm trying to trudge through the muck. You know how you think your life is going pretty good, but then someone drops a little information bomb on your lap, & suddenly you see things in your present & the past with different eyes? Anyway, without hashing out the whole mess...I'll just say, it sucks, & I'm trying to navigate through.<br />
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So with that, & my general melancholy, I feel a little bit like I don't want to pursue anything right now. Like I'm in mud or quicksand & don't know how to pull my feet out, & which way to go. I was possibly going to look for a job out here, in my new digs soon, but I feel the last few days like "what's the point"? I'm back in a place where I have to figure shit out in my life again, find a purpose.<br />
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Well, that was uplifting. I'm reading that over(which isn't half of what's swimming in my head) & am thinking I sound like a real downer...ha ha. Whatever, just letting some of it trickle to the surface. I've never been good at being fake.<br />
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I scribbled/collaged this girl yesterday. That's about all I've done creatively lately, I guess it's a start though :) My list of to-do's this morning are to run on the trail, & then go to the art store, & get some supplies. I don't want to, I kind of want to mope. But I know I'll feel better if I get out & do something.<br />
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My folks & brother just came to visit for a few days. We took them all over, to Rocky Mountain National Park, to Boulder, & the town of Golden. Good visit, I think they had fun.Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-30762076659044593852016-09-06T08:29:00.010-07:002016-09-06T09:04:26.635-07:00Everyone Is A Twig & Other Revelations<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">I really love the outdoorsy exercise vibe I feel here in Colorado so far. I also like that I am far away from the Southern California thing....I have yet to see one set of puffy injected lips. Ha ha. I've been getting out on the trails & road a bit, trying to work my lungs back up just to be able to run a few miles without huffing & puffing. I didn't think I would feel the elevation like I do.</span><span style="color: #134f5c;"> </span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e;">Anyway, but the people who exercise here, are SO into exercise. Most of them seem to be training for triathlons round the clock. I've heard this area is somewhat of a mecca for training...seems to be true. But I am always me, can't escape it. Out on the trails looking at everyone whizzing by me with their 3% body fat. Me running, wheezing, & feeling my stomach jiggle. Telling myself not to compare, because I know it robs every bit of my joy. </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">What do I do with these feelings? I was thinking the other day that growing up(yes, I know I'm in my 40's), aging & liking myself, & accepting my body are my battle. Sometimes it seems like every minute of every day, I am fighting the old self destructive thoughts. But some days are better, I am able to show myself some grace. Anyway, will shift gears now, before I go down a rabbit hole.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e;">We have been painting constantly, in the house. The interior was painted every color under the sun. While I admire the previous owners for being ballsy with their color choices, I'm not sure if I need to have my entire living room Peacock Blue. Oh, & the joys of buying an older house...we have asbestos in our ceiling downstairs which apparently requires the full monty in eradication methods(not to mention the 8K). We have been debating what to do with that whole mess. The current thought is to leave the popcorn ceiling, save the money...hey we all lived with it in the 70's. So a lot of projects inside have kept me from setting up my art space yet. I unpacked & hung up a couple of my paintings on the weekend, I think I will go at it full force when some of these other house things we need to get done are checked off the list. Then I will feel more settled & into setting up my creative space.</span></span><br />
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<br />Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-45170063771682216102016-08-26T08:20:00.001-07:002016-08-26T08:20:55.727-07:00Reality<span style="color: #e69138;"><i>Hey there. So we are about a little over week deep in this whole new home thing. Colorado was at first feeling like a vacation that I'd be eventually returning from. Love my new yard, with all it's open space. There are so many possibilities....alpacas, chickens, vegetable garden. I have space for my art, because there is an awesome little barn I can use. This place is a bit of a fixer upper, which I like. Actually, it's probably more than a bit of a fixer upper to a lot of people, but I don't really care about quirky closets that aren't walk-in, & kitchens that aren't gourmet. I like the space & see the potential to put our own stamp on it.</i></span><div>
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<span style="color: #e69138;"><i>Wow, so this is my new life. Not a vacation from the old. I'm at peace with our decision over all, to come here, no major regrets or panic moments. There are just these little pin pricks throughout the day, here & there. Wanting to go hiking & feeling so far away from anyone I had a connection with, who would go with me. So I still go out & hike, but I feel the aloneness out here. New things like figuring out school bus schedules, & getting the kids registered(which seems to be a pain here). Also, I'm still me...so seeing a few other moms across the street waiting at the bus stop for their kids to return, & me waiting by myself across the street. Wanting to be a part, but not wanting to be. It's not even that I'm shy, I could march over there with a smile, but I'm always torn with the people thing.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e69138;"><i>Anyway, I think it will take awhile for things to settle. There are boxes around me as I type. </i></span><i style="color: #e69138;">There are paint cans, & tools...many projects on the books.</i><i style="color: #e69138;"> I think I may ignore them this morning & go look for a running trail. </i></div>
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Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-91997362830762719592016-08-01T12:52:00.002-07:002016-08-01T13:15:46.690-07:0016 DaysA little over 2 weeks until(if all goes according to plan) we are in our van, packed to the gills with kids & pets, headed out to Colorado.<br />
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We've been slowly saying some goodbyes. It feels weird to me. It's sad & freeing at the same time. I can never quite pinpoint my emotions because my heart is such a mix of wanting people close, but also wanting to push them away & run.<br />
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A lot of people I've known at church for years & years, been in meetings or groups with them, but not known terribly well...so I know goodbye is really goodbye, because we are not close enough to really keep in touch.<br />
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The few close friends, the ones I love, I know I will see again. They will still be in my life. But still it will change, just because we won't be in close proximity anymore. I am notoriously bad at picking up the phone & calling people, & awkwardly uncomfortable on Face Time...so we'll see how this goes :)<br />
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Anyway, 16 days. I'm scared, I'm nervous. That's what life all about, doing things that scare you a bit. It will be awesome!<br />
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Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-28084890633637002752016-07-12T16:05:00.000-07:002016-07-12T16:05:16.859-07:00Boxes Of Memories, & Heaps Of JunkHey there. I'm fighting a constant nervous flutter in my stomach. We are moving to Colorado next month! <br />
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It's what we wanted. But it was one thing to dream about it, & another to actually pick up & move to a land of no friends & no family.<br />
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It's all an adventure though, & I know in my heart I would regret it if we played it safe & chickened out. So we are getting ready to leap :)<br />
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So this place we call home currently is more than cluttered, more than chaotic to live in right now. Treasures are being packed, & quite a lot of accumulated tchotchkes are going to Goodwill to be re-homed. Home renovations are taking place here, for the next person who lives in these walls.<br />
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I'm waiting until the last minute to pack up all my art supplies, & finished work I store in my bedroom. I'm not looking forward to it...a lot of little things that need to be carefully packed. Also, I want to have my stuff accessible in case I feel the urge to create. Anyway, so those things will be the last to get tucked away.<br />
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Below is some work I did the over the last couple of weeks. A watercolor & paper collage on wood & some embroidery.<br />
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<br />Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-38209597699588035012016-06-16T12:13:00.000-07:002016-06-16T12:13:12.579-07:00Made It!<span style="color: #e69138;"><i>My first school year working is over. I'm so thankful for these past months because I've learned so much. Before I landed this job, I was floundering a bit, trying to find my purpose. All the stars aligned though, & I was hired to work with some kids who need some extra help. Then the first few days into it, I found myself sitting in the car crying before work, trying to talk myself into going. The curriculum sent me into a panic. When I saw the Math I would need to be teaching, all the self doubt crept in. So I lost sleep many nights early on, going over my lessons in my head. I'm so glad I stuck it out though. Now I have more confidence, because I was able to get through it....& end up understanding it well enough to teach it. I can even say, I slightly enjoy Math now. Crazy!</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;"><i>So Summer is now here. My oldest, Sage, finished up 6th grade today. I'm really proud of her, I was watching her have fun with her friends at a breakfast following graduation, & thinking she is so unlike me at that age! That is a good thing :)</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;"><i><br /></i></span>Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-72377287197294094922016-05-13T16:50:00.001-07:002016-05-13T17:29:32.999-07:00I Like HerA couple things I say I don't give a shit about(but really I do)....<br />
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What other people think of me, & how many friends I have. I think I'm a little more focused on the friend thing lately, because they feel like they are dwindling. Pretty soon I will be a lonely hermit, with only my pets to talk to. Slight exaggeration, yes, & I still have my husband around to talk his ear off.<br />
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I think it's been gradually changing, the friendship thing, & now I will look around & realize weeks have gone by since the last time I really hung out with someone that I connect with. It's partially me, partially them. Life is busy. I kind of miss the days of being able to sit & talk for a long while, or long walks without time limits. <br />
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I only really have a handful of people I do things with, & few that truly get me. One of them moved away awhile back. So as I said, my numbers are down. I was contemplating a friend recruitment day, brainstorming how one goes about making new friends. Ha ha. But I am picky, well maybe not picky exactly, I just know what I want, & what I don't want. I don't want to spend time too much time with people who talk & talk & talk & hardly listen. It's also no fun to spend time with someone who is kind of judgy or puts down the things that I like, or make me tick. See, so it can't be just any old person! I've tried the whole be open to everyone approach, but it's turned around to bite me. I still want to be open, but as much as I try to put myself out there, I'm a little wary of not quite clicking with someone, but they latch on to me anyway. Hmmm, this friendship thing is hard. No wonder I like animals better :)<br />
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So in my friendless hours(just kidding, I'm just being dramatic)....I get the chance to paint. I have been working on this girl lately & just finished her. A lot of times when I paint something & I'm done with it, I'm not crazy about it. I don't quite like the way it turned out. This girl, I like her.Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-61380290739144161032016-05-09T14:12:00.001-07:002016-05-12T16:42:22.463-07:00Sybil<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Thought A: It seems I'm finding more & more that the majority of adulthood is spent rushing from one obligation you're not thrilled about to the next. I'm thinking, how do I do less of the stuff I am not passionate about? Because I find I haven't had too much time for the things I love, like making art & exercising lately. The easy answer I think is to simply not sign up for the stuff in the first place, & to step away from things that I'm not happy about, that fill too much of my time. But the problem is I guilt myself into doing things I don't really want to because I think that good people volunteer, good people multi-task a million little things. I want to be seen as productive of course, but inside I grumble.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Thought B: My husband & I have been hoping, & praying about a big out of state move. We both really like the Denver/Boulder are of Colorado. So, there was this really cool job up for grabs in the Boulder area(notice I said Was?) We've been talking about what our life would be like there, praying he would do well on the interview, & feeling led that this was the right place. The initial interview was difficult, but he got through it well, which we took as a sign. Then the husband-man studied morning & night for the 2nd interview, where he would have multiple problems to work out in a certain time frame. The company flew him out there couple days ago, & I was feeling like surely this is it, because it seems so right. I was waiting all day, hoping he wasn't too nervous, hoping they asked him to work out problems that he had studied for. Nope. He texted me late in the afternoon saying, "Soooo,</span><span style="color: #cc0000;"> California is nice".</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Here's where my thoughts kind of merge, maybe not too prettily. I want a new life, in a new place. I'm not naive enough to think I'm going to reinvent myself, but a fresh start void of some of my current responsibilities would be nice. I feel done here. So the thought of having to stay is a little depressing. In my mind, I was halfway to Colorado living in my house surrounded by mountains & trees, with all my animals. Now my future looks more like a continuation of the same old meetings, & chores. So something has to change, wherever it is I end up, I need to figure out what I need to say yes to in life, & what I need to say no to. When I say no, I want to learn how to be okay with my decision, & not worry that the other person thinks I'm lazy, or weird, or whatever(& not tell myself those things either). Mental case, right? Working it all out in my little head.</span><br />
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Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-3487973701647705202016-04-19T15:05:00.001-07:002016-04-19T15:05:29.591-07:0010 Came & Went<span style="color: #a64d79;"><i>My middle child, India, turned 10 this past Sunday. When she was born she was this tiny, little thing, with a round face, & the perfect little bow of a mouth. She is a spitfire ,& has always done things her own way. If I had to bet, who would cause me some trouble, who would be the one sneaking out of windows as a teenager, I'd put my money on her. Not that I want that, or am trying to brand her...I just see a strong will in her, much like her mama's :) She is also very sensitive, but doesn't always show it. She has a love for animals, & wants a house full of them when she grows up...a girl after my own heart. </i></span><br />
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<br />Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-69454323824200164812016-03-31T15:30:00.000-07:002016-04-07T13:15:30.509-07:00For Vanities SakeIt's almost the end of Spring Break here, & I haven't done a whole heck of a lot. The great thing about working for a school is I got the whole week off with my kids, even though it has been less than eventful. The three kiddos have at least occupied themselves with friends, while I've been in a self-imposed exile, cooped up because I decided to play dermatologist, & give my face a chemical peel. No outdoors for me.<br />
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So that means no hiking, no biking, no running(during the day). Wondering who really has time to do all these beauty things regularly in real life, this might be a one time trial for me, because I feel like it's taking me away from all the things I love. Although, it may be worth it for some brand new baby skin. I'm not holding my breath though....right now it feels like leather.<br />
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<br />Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-32614247784302891352016-03-19T13:54:00.002-07:002016-03-19T13:54:37.065-07:00Sunny Saturday & I Need To Get OutIt feels like Spring out there, & if all goes according to my plan....the family & I will get out on a trail, or outdoors someplace today. Right now, I am waiting, semi-patiently for them to stir & feel the itch to do something. But my kids seem content to be glued to the tube right now, & my husband is napping. We all have our different ideas about what a fun Saturday entails.<br />
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This is a painting I finished the other day. Its acrylic, watercolor, & paper on canvas. I want to try & work on a different style face, sometimes I attempt to go another direction with a painting, & the face that comes out is just a variation of my usual face. I guess that is just my painting style, but that doesn't mean my work can't evolve. I'm going to keep experimenting.<br />
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Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-88199374552128140512016-03-09T15:35:00.001-08:002016-03-29T16:50:35.194-07:00Politics & Love<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><i><b>Warning possible rant ahead...</b></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><i>Here's some of the reasons that I sometimes feel like I'm over the whole Christianity thing, like today. Notice I didn't say I'm over God. God is entirely separate to me than some of the ugly things "Christians" or religion spouts. God is about love & grace. God is who saved me, & continues to save me each day.</i></span></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><i>Unfortunately, it seems like a lot of what I hear out there from people who often times shout the loudest to be heard, is coming from places of fear, or prejudice, or simply just regurgitating other people's opinions because they don't have minds of their own.</i></span></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><i><b><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">I am too sensitive, I know this. I care deeply about things that matter to me, & I may take it too personally when some Christians say awful things about our President, or are constantly saying their political beliefs are the only way to believe. I've heard this a lot, & have felt that message "that I am not Christian enough" or my beliefs aren't "Christian" from some in my own family. Wouldn't life be boring if we all thought exactly the same way? By the way, I didn't know there was one "official" political party Jesus said He endorses. I'm really & </span><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">truly</span></b><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><b> over it at this point in my life. I wish when I was younger it was okay to question things openly, I wish there was more open dialogue growing up, & more grace. Now as an adult when I run into all black & white thinking, preachy, brick walls, it makes me want to run. It also makes me sad, & makes me want to distance myself from this thing called "Christianity" sometimes. </b> </span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><i><b><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">I'm trying to work on not letting other people's junk affect me too much. I've been blessed with this mind & this heart that view things </span><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">uniquely the way they do, & there is nothing wrong with that. </span><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">I'm going to continue to love, instead of using the Bible to thump people over the head with it. And pray of course, that is what I'm going to do.</span></b></i></span><br />
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<br />Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-78007528188252122942016-02-29T14:11:00.000-08:002016-02-29T14:11:01.607-08:00Already GoneI was joking with my husband the other day, about how I have been burning bridges left & right, so now we<i> have</i> to move. Which would be slightly awkward if I actually did, if I gave everything in my life the double bird...& then I ended up having to stay here. Oops!!!<br />
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In my mind I have one foot out the door already though. The plan is Colorado, & I've read & researched, but how much can you know? I have no way of telling if I can really handle the cold until I get there. Will I be lonely? Or will the fact that I have some open land, & animals be a trade off for the things I leave behind?<br />
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Anyway, now that we've formulated this plan, & would like to pull the trigger this Summer, so far nothing is jumping off the page as a super exciting job for my husband yet. Sometimes, things fall into place last minute though. We shall see.<br />
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In the meantime, life is moving along here & my boy Cody just turned 7. He is still a sweet little guy, & a good younger brother to my girls who really don't know how good they've got it, as far as little brothers go. <br />
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<br />Aimie Campomaneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657205971179396299noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593589835734006040.post-11310945508588555342016-02-07T20:05:00.000-08:002016-02-07T20:05:10.308-08:00A Little Piece of JapanI've lived in Southern California my whole life, near LA, & yet I'd never made it to visit Little Tokyo until my 42nd BD yesterday. It's like this little pocket that you step into, & feel like you're in another place. I guess I should mention that I pretty much love all things Japanese, so I think I could've stayed into the evening. Maybe next time.<br />
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