Hey there.
It's been over a week since I last posted, which seems to have become my norm. I wasn't even going to write anything tonight but then I was overcome with self loathing at my lack of follow through, so I'm basically writing this out of old fashioned Catholic guilt.
(Except I'm not Catholic, but times like these I wish I was because I figure that if I'm going to feel guilty, it'd be handy to have a religion to blame it on rather than to have to search inwardly and reflect.)
Anyway.
I haven't written for all the same excuses that I've been given you all year: when I sit down after the kid's bedtime, the couch and Netflix kill any motivation that I may have had. Also, Mr. C has been gone again. I do realize however, that I've written at least 5 different posts this year around the theme of him being gone, which means I've likely exhausted any further sympathy on the topic. Besides, no one has actually gone ahead and thrown me the dang parade that I'm so sure I deserve, so I may as well just go and shut up about it.
Moving on: just because I haven't written doesn't mean that I don't think about writing. I think about it a lot. And in the last week or so, I've been thinking about writing about several things, of which I have included in a list below. I'm hoping that maybe if I actually write them down and put my ideas out there, maybe, possibly, there's an inkling of a chance that I'll feel accountable for them and actually expound my full thoughts on the topic someday. Here they are:
1. I watched Waiting For Superman and am full of things to say about it- not all of them bad. Once again though, I am feeling that I need to get back up on my soapbox and defend teachers. I can't help it. I'm married to one, my in-laws are teachers, I used to be one, and many of my friends are teachers. I'm just trying to find a way to write it so I don't sound all preachy and tiresome. Because, well, you know..... yuck.
2. Roo is growing freckles across her nose. She said the cutest thing regarding them a couple of weeks ago. I need to write it so I'll remember it forever, but first I'm waiting for Mr. C to get a really good close up shot of her speckles before I post. That way you all can see for yourselves how cute they are. (Yes, I know that statement makes me sound like an overly obsessed doting mother. In this case, I'll own it.)
3. I'm planning J's 5th birthday party. It's just supposed to be a small, no big deal swim party at our house, but I made the mistake of doing internet research on Star Wars parties, and now I'm feeling that energy that I used to channel for designing really cool lesson plans surface again in the form of OCD party planning. This has happened before to me when I did a few of PG's early parties. Her 5th party was supposed to be a small get together at the park next door, but it turned into a full blown carnival with game booths, face painting, popcorn, hot dogs, balloons, and a bouncy house. I felt a little ashamed of myself afterwards. You have to understand though, today I found a site with menu ideas like Yoda Soda and Wookie Cookies. You can't expect me to just walk away from that.
4. I still want to write some kind of book review or book report every month. Just don't know how to go about it in an interesting way. Anyone have ideas?
5. Finally, 2 weeks ago Mr. C and I were in the middle of watching True Blood when we heard this horrific yowling at our door. For a minute I totally confused reality and fiction and wondered what a werepanther would be doing in the middle of our desert, but then Mr. C opened the door and we found a baby kitten sitting there. We, being the suckers we are, let it in and even though I keep telling the kids that we're not keeping it, they don't believe me. That may be because we've gone ahead and bought kitty dry food, kitty wet food, kitty milk, a kitty litter box, and named it- Canon- because it's favorite spot is in Mr. C's camera bags.
(I wanted to name it Chop Suey, but no one around here ever listens to me.)
By the way, El Diablo is pissed that we let a kitten into the house. He rarely deigns to set foot inside the house nowadays, which bumps kitty waaaaaay up on my list of likable animals.
So. There it is. Quite possibly the lamest post I've ever written about things that I'm hoping to write about someday. You know, the someday when my husband is home and I'm not planning a birthday party or potty training a kitten or in the middle of a really good book or watching Netflix, or anything else that gets in my way.
It could be possible that you never hear from me again.
Have a good night.
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