Sometime next month American Husband is going back to the States to do some training for his next assignment. We still aren’t certain where American Kids and myself are going, but as for now we’re guessing America.
In the meantime, is there a question you have about Jeddah that you desperately need the answer to? A monument that you are desperate to see? Let me know now, because my time in Jeddah is running short!
Click the pictures to see them larger. Hope you enjoy them!
swimming with the zebras
look at that piercing!
Red Sea bannerfish
upside down jellyfish
Before moving to Saudi Arabia I got into art journaling. It was my personal form of therapy. I could sit down and be mesmerized for hours. Sometimes it was soothing, sometimes it was depressing, and sometimes it was absolutely manic…the thing was I was able to create without thinking. Here are a few of my favorite pages from pre-Saudi. Warning: these are scans, my scanner bed is slightly smaller than my journal, some of the colors are inaccurate, and most of the textures look flat.
“My mind rebels at stagnation; give me problems, give me work.”
When preparing for the move I donated all of my art supplies. Thousands of dollars of paints, stamps, fabrics, gessos, etc. When I arrived in Jeddah, I used that as an excuse not to journal. I’ve been slowly gathering supplies and trying to get back into the habit of journaling somewhat regularly, but it’s not happening. In the entire five months I have been here, here are the only pages I have made:
I’ve decided to force myself to create at least one page a week. Forced art is never as good as organic work, but it’s better than nothing, right? How do you maintain your crazy? Making art, exercising, meditating?
I just wanted to take a minute to say Happy Mother’s Day, y’all! For all the mothers: by birth or by adoption, for all the mothers to be, for all the women who want nothing more than to be mothers, this includes every one of you.
“A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie.”
That title sounds a bit ridiculous, right? But, it’s definitely the truth. To be completely honest, before we moved to Jeddah I was not comfortable in water over my head. To be even more honest, I was scared of water more than about four feet deep! I’ve never been a strong swimmer and I never learned how to tread water…so I didn’t spend much time putting much more than my feet in the water. Oh, and did I mention my fear of fish?
While American Kids and I were waiting for our visas to be approved, American Husband went snorkeling almost every weekend. Even though I was super jealous of him I didn’t think I would ever face my fears and join in. Somehow (with a lot of coaxing) AH managed to get me in the water and I quickly started to enjoy myself. Over the last few months I have even faced my fear of fish and I’m actually comfortable being surrounded by them!
Here are a few pictures from this weekend out in the Red Sea:
This picture was taken from about 20+ feet from the surface!
Can you spot the sea urchin?
Oh nothing, just a puffer fish in a bowl!
A sea creature. I honestly don’t know what the heck it is. Maybe some sea snake/eel thing? Maybe an egg sack type thing?
A bunch of zebra fish following American Son around.
American Daughter cheesing it up while American Son has a breakdown. Just a typical day around here.
So yeah, it sounds ridiculous, but the Red Sea changed my life. I absolutely love snorkeling now and I am seriously considering taking some diving classes.
Green clothes, green milk, green snacks, green everything today! Besides all of that fun, we have done themed schoolwork and paintings, looked for four-leaf clovers, and we’re about to make some green salt dough. How does your family celebrate St. Patrick’s Day?
Happy St. Patrick’s Day from us!