We had the luxury of a three-day weekend thanks to last Friday’s PA day, and right from the start it was an outpouring of creative energy. J and T are currently absorbed in rendering the adventures of a couple of superhero mice in cartoon strips – every day there are fresh ideas and new adventures to get down on paper. Just as well because the weather’s been like a Kelloggs variety pack – something different every morning.
We’ve had heavy mists that don’t burn off until lunchtime, blazing sunshine (with a high UV index so LOTS of sunscreen) that had J wishing for winter to return, and some hot and hurried summer storms that roll in, batter us into sensory overload, and sweep out again like an audacious visiting aunt, the damply steaming asphalt and smell of ions in the air the only clue they blew through at all…
The children entertained themselves while I got all Jack Bauer over a magazine piece, filing copy with minutes to spare. Their reward? Lunch al fresco – dhaal and mini naan breads followed by ice cream and marshmallows.
On Saturday K rolled up his sleeves and fixed the lawnmower so our little corner of the world no longer lowers the tone. Beaming with satisfaction he hit the kitchen full of creative zeal, determined to recreate something he ate at work last week – it seems the quality of the catering at the Mississauga office helps balance the misery of the hour-long commute. I’ll still be glad when this secondment is over though, the kids miss him on the days they don’t see their dad and the early mornings and late nights equate to solo parenting Monday to Friday and double time on dinners unless he picks something up on the way home.
Cooking is where K’s creativity manifests itself most. His ability to examine flavours and taste combinations from every angle, turning them over and pairing them with different ingredients to communicate a wealth of gourmet experiences is the equivalent of what I spend hours doing with words.
He seared some chicken pieces and baked them on a bed of oranges and lemons with thyme, chilli peppers – scotch bonnet, jalapeno, bird’s eye, Tabasco and cayenne – bell peppers, mushrooms, baby toms and chunky onions, drizzled with chipotle sauce and served with citrus rice, potato salad and a cooling mint and cucumber raita (both made with fresh herbs from the garden).
Dinner conversation was lively when we told the kids the Scotch Bonnet chillies they’d eaten were the second hottest on the planet. You could see them mentally filing the info away to impress their friends later.
Speaking of impressive achievements, did I tell you T broke a board in Taekwondo? That was enough to convince J it was time she signed up for classes. S is going to have to wait until she’s a little older.
Sunday morning found me back at the doctor’s for a lower dose prescription of the medication that made my life so difficult a couple of weeks ago. Since scaling back I seem to have hit the sweet spot originally intended. It’s been over two months since I last succumbed to disastrous extremes of mood and reason and through concentrated research into the subtleties of Bipolar II I’ve learnt much about the obscurity of the term ‘mania’. I’d envisaged only the euphoric, wildly excitable kind I saw in my father, but there are actually a range of behaviours it can be recognised by. My mistake was thinking it was a single one.
I’d always read about the inflated self-esteem or grandiosity of a manic episode and figured that ruled me out. My default setting is social awkwardness, there’s no-one further from ‘grandiose’ than me. But that’s the Asperger’s talking. It’s highly likely that when I’m agitated, nervy, my mind constantly aflame with one idea after another, I’m experiencing hypomania – the ‘lite’ version of mania. I become distractible, prone to flashes of irritability and twitchy with energy. The world (and my involvement in it) seems brimming with potential, the possibilities endless.
When my attention is absorbed things like meals, daily routines and household chores are encumbrances that threaten to dilute or derail my thought processes. Though my productivity goes sky-high there’s an underlying pressure to assiduously wring every drop of ability while I can, my window for achievement is an arrow-slit embrasure in the vast stone wall of moody psychosis.
Still, it makes no difference whether I’m feeling elevated or torpid – those antiquated examination tables at the surgery ALWAYS give me the heebie-jeebies…
You are an amazing woman Aisha.
Would you be so kind to share your husband’s recipe for chicken with me, it sounds delicious.
Thank you for sharing pictures, i like sweetcorn and i do remember my nan boiling them for her grandchildren for hours but it was always worth it
Wonderful photos. Your husband sounds like an amazing chef.
Looks like a great weekend…those cartoon strips are impressive! And well done on breaking a board.
There’s some cooking genius going on their and it’s great to hear you are managing and understanding your bipolar
Oh, I am so glad you are feeling better Aisha! It’s strange, but the last description of “hypomania” sounded familiar – I often have a toned-down version of that (I don’t actually get very nervy, but so much is crowding into my mind, it seems to happen at nights with me). But it does fuel creativity… As always, a beautifully written post and lovely family photos. By the way, Scotch Bonnet pepper is widely grown here and an essential ingredient to many Jamaican dishes (yes, we like our food HOT too!) – including of course jerk sauce. Your husband sounds like a master cook, that recipe sounds quite delicious!
I love a long weekend, sounds like you packed a lot in.
I’m sorry I couldn’t come for dinner Aisha but I’ve been rather busy lately. I’m sure you managed without me to do the washing up!! Lovely post and I’m glad you are feeling better. James
I love the cartoon strip, very impressive skills! I’m happy to hear that you’re back in the medication sweet spot, it can be a tricky place to find.
Thanks for linking up with Point + Shoot xx
Looks like a busy weekend! Those peppers look delicious, lovely pictures x
That cartoon is fab, I love it. I am also glad the meds are hitting the spot. Solo parenting is hell
You’re photos are just gorgeous. Glad you’re feeling a bit better x x
That cartoon strip looks almost professional. I think you have a pair of budding cartoonists on your hands. And that photo of the sweetcorn, I really liked it.
The cartoon strip is brilliant 🙂 I have to say, I now want ice cream and marshmallows! Well done to T on breaking the board xx
A great selection of photographs – I love the black and white one of your girl running down the street!
I am so pleased the meds are helping. That cartoon looks amazing, love your photos thank you so much for sharing x
I am so pleased the meds are helping. That cartoon looks amazing, love your photos thank you so much for sharing x
You’ve had a lot going on – glad things are settling down and you have found the ‘sweet spot’ – and I am VERY impressed by breaking the board! Great photos 🙂
Wow what a beautiful selection of photos – it looks like you did so much! x
Wow what a beautiful selection of photos – it looks like you did so much! x