July 16, 2007

Too Much Under My Sk*rt Today

First, I want to thank everyone who offered advice, kind words, thoughts and prayers during my moments of insanity regarding my friend’s death and my worries about funerals and wills and life insurance.  Your kindness means so much to me and I’m still going to reply to each of you individually when I have a few moments to breathe. 

I know I haven’t written a post in several days and I’m sorry for that.  Life has been crazy and busy and chaotic and wonderful and sad and happy and exciting and dull, all at the same effing time.  How is that even possible?

I’m following in the blogsteps of dear Mocha and giving you a bullet post.  It seems like so much has happened and I have to cram it all in before I forget what I wanted to post.

• After writing this post, I had a long talk with Doug and my parents and sister and brother about wills.  I’ve assigned my brother Nathan as guardian and my sister Rachel as secondary guardian of Dawson.  We will be making a first draft of a will in the next few months, too.  As for cemetary plots, my father told me not to worry about those yet, but we will include these wishes in the legal documents.
• I’m freaking out about BlogHer.  I’m no longer nervous about going to this fabulous conference.  Now I’m worried about losing my luggage or laptop on the darn Greyhound.  I’m freaking out about cab fare (it’s 3 miles from the station in Chicago to the Navy Pier — can’t be that expensive right?) and other insane travel things.
• I am panicking about not being home the next two weekends in a row.  This coming weekend Dawson and I are headed to Pulaski Polka Days with my parents and siblings.  Doug is stuck working all weekend.  I fear he might not miss me.  He’ll probably bask in the glory of having the bed all to himself and no toddler temper tantrums to deal with.  I’m afraid I won’t pack all the things I need to pack.  Ugh!  Same thing for the following weekend when I head to BlogHer.  Will I miss my baby?  Can Doug handle four days along with Dawson?  What if I forget to pack something?
• I have no time for a manicure or pedicure in a salon (actually, I can’t afford one).  Will it be a terrible thing to do one myself for these trips I’m taking?
• I won the contest at Sk*rt!!  I can’t even believe it myself!  I was stunned!  And then they announced me as the winner and it’s all real!  Wow.  Fantastic!

Okay.  I know I’m forgetting to write stuff, but my brain is going millions of miles a millisecond.  It’s advisable that I just stop writing and breathe. 

**Updated — See!  I knew I forgot to mention that I have new photos up at Flickr!  Photos from the beautiful Grotto Shrine are here.  Boating and Fishing photos are here.  You can find new Hwy 10 construction photos here (for all you locals).

This photo of the buzzing, bumbling bee is my favorite.

June 22, 2007

Age is Definitely a Number

But statement number five is false.  My husband is not twelve years older than me, only 10 1/2.

He was born in July of 1968 and I was born in March of 1979.  How our planets aligned is beyond me.  I can only say that our marriage works because I act like your average 40-year-old, mature woman.  He in turn, acts like a typical 21-year-old college boy.  It just works.

Truth be told, I met my husband for the first time at the age of eight.  That story can be found here.  It’s quite a long tale, I warn you, but definitely one of my favorite posts.

While Doug and I have been married nearly six years, we’ve been together for 9 1/2 and we’ve known each other for longer than that.  Please don’t make me count the years, I may die of shock.

I love that man more than I thought I could ever love any person.  Even when he’s a crabby, stubborn guy, I find it in my heart to love him until he’s happy again.  And I like to think he does the same.  Lord knows I’m not easy to live with.  But who the hell is?

Congrats Karen and Nadine!  You really know me well!

There’s still time to play.  Answer questions six through ten in the comments if you’d like!

Also, today is the last day to vote for me (and everyone else, of course) at Sk*rt!  Pretty Please?  With sugar on top?  And whipped cream, and cherries.  I’m craving cupcakes.  With white chocolate frosting….

Sorry.  So yeah, go vote!  Here!

June 19, 2007

What Are You Hiding Under Your Skirt?

The Parent Bloggers Network is holding a fun blast/contest today with the new social bookmarking site for women (and the men who want to get in their heads), Sk*rt. 

PBN’er Laura from Blog Con Queso is one of the minds behind this site (along with Gabby from www.designmom.com), so PBN is collaborating to help them spread the word. 

They are asking folks to post on the topic “What Are You Hiding Under Your Sk*rt?”  

I thought about what to write for many, many hours last night.  I decided to post a picture instead.

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“Nice beaver.”

If you love what’s under my skirt, vote for me at Sk*rt!  (I ain’t too proud to beg, either!)

*Updated — I must clarify that if you do not vote, my chances of winning are slim (this is because I keep voting for every one of my competitors!  I can’t help it!  They all have clever posts!).  And yes, you will need to register at Sk*rt so that you can vote.  It’s worth it!  Trust me!  I love the site.  I spend most of my day there!  Happy Voting!

Want to join this blog blast?  Just post your entry sometime today and e-mail the link to parentbloggers@gmail.com.  Be sure to upload your entry to Sk*rt and tag it “Parent Bloggers Network” (it can be placed under any category).

The winner will be announced on Friday, June 22, and will receive the following prize worth $275.

Good luck!