Tag Archives: Juggling

Creativity Process

Sometimes it takes a while to figure out a solution to a project.  Like the carpet replacement project took 2 years to determine to paint the concrete underneath, I have a Santa shirt that needed something.

I wanted the top Santa to be juggling.  At first I thought to embroider the props. But I didn’t want to do needle work on the shirt.  I don’t think the fabric is thick enough to hold up well to that type of treatment.

So the shirt hung in my closet.  I decided that this year, I was going to finish this project. This weekend I thought I’d go through my button collection and use buttons as props.

THEN I got a great idea, I think the idea came from watching Polar Express.

I have little jingle bells!  I put little jingle bells on the shirt where juggling props would go.

I think that is the best.  What do you think?

juggling santa shirt

Juggling santa shirt

Sunday in the Park

Sunday I went to the park and juggled to get pictures.  First because juggling is fun and second because I’m expanding my teaching and want pictures for my new website.

I love taking my props to the park.  No worries about the ceiling being too low.  Have a great view and get to meet new people.

This picture reminds me of Georges Seurat’s painting Sunday in the Park.

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Doing What I Can

I posted the other day about children at the Texas/Mexico border in dog kennels the other day.  Yesterday, I talked to someone about the children in Chicago and how we don’t take care of them either.

My frustration lies in the fact there is little if anything I can do about it.

Last night I taught juggling at the local library.  I live in Pleasant Grove and if you look it up in the Urban Dictionary, it is one of the worst places to live.

So far Pleasant Grove has been a very good place for me to live.  I’ve met some of the nicest people.  Gpa and I built quite a nice life here.  I’m figuring out how to continue on without him.

Hence the still teaching juggling on Tuesday nights.  There were about 9 kids and 4 adults participating and 6 spectating.

I woke up this morning realizing that though there isn’t much I can do about what I see and hear on the news in other places, I am doing what I can.

You may think that juggling is just a pass time, it is much more than that.  But even if it were just a pass time, here is an hour where kids (and adults) can spend an hour having fun, being care-free, socializing with others and learning something new.

I’m OK with that.  I’ll keep showing up on Tuesdays and throwing things at the library until they kick me out.

Two Rules

I keep it simple at juggling class.  We have 2 rules.  Some days I may add another one. Like if the equipment hits you and it hurts, rub it out.

The 2 rules are :

It’s OK to drop.  If you drop, pick it up.

Have fun.  If you are not having fun, come see me and we’ll figure out something fun.

Last night I had 16 kids show up.  Only four of them had been before.  I don’t have enough equipment for that many kids to have 3 of anything .  I have to come up with activities to spread the equipment around.

Lots of kids, lots of noise, lots of things in the air.  Chaos.  Loved it.

At the end of class, I asked “Who dropped?”  All hands raised, many tentatively.

Then I asked, “Who had fun?” Hands raised and many nods.

“Yay!  you all followed the rules!”



A Promise to Keep

The home health care nurse told me that Gpa was wanting to know that I would be OK if he leaves, that I would keep doing the music, painting and juggling.  When I did tell him, it felt like a promise.  Oh, Oh.

I had mixed feelings about telling Gpa something of the sort.  It meant he’d be closer to leaving, I am still not sure about him not being here.  But I don’t have a choice in it.  Death is as irrevocable as cremation.  Since he has done both, it’s twice as much a done deal.

It is important to me to keep the promise for by keeping it, I’ll be honoring him and the love we shared.  The bond between a grandchild and grandparent can be very strong.  And in our case, very special.
 So Wednesday I did something that felt very crazy but very right.  I had found a seminar on the steps after making a record.  Since the band is recording our first three songs on Monday, I thought it would be fitting.
It was in Houston. That’s OK, I have a friend I haven’t seen in a while, I could stay with her.  But she didn’t get back with me and I had already paid for it.  So I got up early, real early and drove down.  When it was over, I drove home.  That was the crazy part.
The workshop was awesome.  I learned so much, took lots of notes and met a lot of great people.  And the workshop has given me a lot of action items.  Lots of ways to keep my promise.  And something to keep me busy until I see Gpa again.

Oldest Juggler

Gpa comes to juggling class with me.  Most times, he watches, or naps.

Sometimes he’ll interact with the kids.  I consider him my oldest student.

Today, even though we had 9 on the list, they came and went. There was a 15 minute slot in the middle where it was just Gpa and me.

So I had him pass a bean bag with me.

He did very well.  He has a good throw. I toss it in his lap, so I have a bigger target than he does.

I don’t think we ever played catch when I was a kid.  He loved to far away until I was ten.

And then it was a weekly trip to the mall with Mom and Gma and my sister.

Which was OK with me.

And so was today.

My Daily Bucket List

Even though I have responsibilities to take care of Gpa, it doesn’t have to keep me from having my plans and goals.

Currently the top of my list is a good night’s sleep.  When that doesn’t happen,  a nap is a good second.

His bucket list is complementary to mine.  He wants to go for a ride.  I want to go to the garden or to juggling class.  Great fit.

I also take him to an adult day care so I can get errands and chores done.  I also use that time to go to a Bible Study, paint watercolor pictures uninterrupted, and voice lessons.

We both enjoy our time apart and enjoy each other more when we are reunited.

I don’t feel like I’ve really made that much of a sacrifice.  We are both very blessed.

I don’t like to think about the next stage in dementia, no need to borrow trouble.  We’ll deal with what comes next when it gets here.

and hang out together and have a cup of coffee.

Juggling Class Fun

Gpa goes to juggling class with me because I call it a ride.  Then we stay for class.  The library is only 5 miles from the house so there are days he looks at me as if to say.  “That was a short ride.”

Usually he’ll spend his time looking out the window or trying to leave.  Every once in a while, when I am waiting for students, I’ll toss him a bean bag.

The best is when the kids interact with him.

Last night a student didn’t want to do what we were doing.   He wanted to go straight for the rings, but I wanted to wait until the half way mark.  Then I got the idea to have him toss a bean bag to Gpa.  Which they had fun doing.  Then another boy asked if he could toss a scarf to Gpa.  Um scarves are hard to toss, but I said he could try.

They all, including Gpa laughed when the scarf landed on his head.

I am so glad I am able to bring Gpa to class with me.  This type of interaction can’t be planned, it’s just part of going with the flow and enjoying the moment.

Which is the thing I have to keep relearning, even before Gpa got dementia.

This moment is the only one we have.  What are we doing with it?

A Good Night’s Sleep

It is amazing how a good night’s sleep changes the mood in the house.

The cook chatted up Gpa as she prepared breakfast.  he was enthusiastic about everything she prepared.

The maid happily started laundry. The clothes that met an unhappy fate in the bathroom last night, sat forlorn in the basket, neglected.  I mean really who wants to touch that shit?!?

She sprayed and pre-soaked the items in question and then ran the heavy duty wash cycle.

I’ve been making juggling bean bag prototypes for class next week.  The orange slice one that should have been round looks more like a hot air balloon.  I put on the circus cd and entertained for Gpa as I tested the oval orb.

I came up with some ideas to teach the kids.  What to do to make dropping the bean bag fun.

Now if I can just get Gpa to sleep through the night more often!

Hope you are having a great weekend.