Sunday, January 8, 2012

Wow, it's been a long time since I posted something.  I think its because around the time I started this blog, I also started reading other blogs, and I realized that many of the post ideas I had have been done - and much better than I ever could.  Similar stories, similar kids, similar lives being played out in different places.   People everywhere have a lot in common, and it's nice to know and share and realize that.

I have learned a lot from reading blogs around the web.  I thought they had to be long and thoughtful, interesting and stimulating with a touch of humor.  But a blog post can be anything and everything you want it to be -a picture, a personal story, an opinion piece, a poem, a philosophical dissertation, a short note - they all count. You don't have to overthink, rewrite, and edit ten times.  Just say what comes to you and post it, and that's ok.

Say what you want about the internet and social networking, it has brought a lot of people together, made the world smaller, given people a forum to share, saved many people from a lonely world of depression and anxiety, and helped the social ones feel more connected.  It's a different world, but I think it's good.

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Motivation and I had a falling out

Dear Motivation,

I am sorry if I hurt your feelings.  I know the last few times you came around I didn't spend much time with you and you probably felt ignored.  It's just that the internet has SO MUCH stuff to look at, it's very distracting.  Plus there is the kids, asking for my help to clear the next Mario level, or wanting to go play at the park.  I'm sorry but they're way more fun than you.

There are lots of the great things we can do next time you come over.  Please stop by again soon, and I promise things will be different. We'll do tons of stuff together, just like old times - as long as that beatch Procrastination doesn't come with you.

Love,
Me.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

SuperMom - Misnomer or Possibility?

Some mornings I leave the house feeling like SuperMom - got up, got ready, unloaded dishwasher, did a load of laundry, cleaned the living room, planned for supper, wiped down a bathroom, swept the kitchen floor, remembered to give the dogs water, got the kids up, got them ready, stayed patient, organized snacks and toys and backpacks, left the house 10 minutes early, with a fully-charged Blackberry safely on my hip and a fully charged laptop safely in my bag, dropped the kids off at the sitter, and got to work with plenty of time to stand in line for a London Fog on the way by.  Phew. I am SuperMom!  Feels great!  When I get home everything is in order!

Some days I come home and SuperMom keeps going - leave work on time, pick up the kids on time, supper is ready at a decent time, cleaned up,remember to feed the dogs, the morning's laundry load is dried, folded and put away, vacuum, dust, wipe down another bathroom, kids get an actual bath (WITH hair washing), stay patient through the bedtime charts (clean up, snack, brush teeth, stories, potty, mommy "will you schweep wiff me"), kids asleep by 8:30, everything in order, lunches packed for tomorrow, dishwasher humming.  Ahhhh, Mommy-time Wine-time Whatever-I-want-time.  After some homework that is - I am usually taking a University class or two at any given time.

Most days, this is NOT how it goes.  Just imagine the Exact Opposite of the above.  Chaos. Fail.

Some women seem to have it totally together all the time, but I don't know how.  I try to keep up, but it only takes a day of less-than-stellar-housekeeping for it all to go to down the drain fast.  There's clean clothes on the couch waiting to be folded, there's something in the fridge that really shouldn't be there anymore, there's toys in the living room (does nobody care that toys have been BANNED from the living room?).  Sigh.

Sometimes I feel bad that I don't have my kids in soccer and ballet and piano and gymnastics and kindermusic and skating and swimming and brownies and karate and and and and.......  oh sure, they have taken some of these things, but we only allow one thing at a time.  It's just too much to do more than that.