March 24, 2011 § 1 Comment
And while he babbles CONSTANTLY, he is not talking.
He does throw out the occasional word, and is getting fairly consistent with “up.” He has an excellent sense of humour and love to laugh. He loves music, and is a whirling dervish who never sits still. He adores books and if he gets within 5 feet of one you’d better be prepared to read it to him. He eats and sleeps like a champ, and he loves to give hugs. He loves the water.
And he doesn’t talk.
March 22, 2011 § Leave a comment
Know what I just made?
Dessert I can justify as health food.
With minimal dishes, because everything goes in the food processor.
Enter the CHOCOLATE QUINOA BROWNIE.
March 22, 2011 § Leave a comment
December 4, 2010 § 2 Comments
I have turned into an obsessive shutterbug. Which now eats up much of my downtime, which would have (maybe) been used writing. So, I’ve decided to attempt a regular photography-related post on Saturdays.
This morning, Husband and I packed up Nemo, along with the vintage Christmas ornaments that belonged to my Nana. They’ll soon be divvied up among my Dad and his two brothers, and I wanted to capture them for posterity – in case they just end up forgotten in a box somewhere.
November 3, 2010 § Leave a comment
September 30, 2010 § 2 Comments
I’ve been on a bit of a Craigslist bender lately.
Selling, mind you. Not buying. And some of the first items to head to the chopping block were our sunloungers that we never use. We bought them a few years back specifically for townhouse’s patio and they’ve never fit anywhere since. (We move. A lot. We’re on our third place since then.) So, I spent the better part of a morning making them presentable, before moving them into our driveway to dry in the sun. Not terribly eager to have to repeat the job later, I ducked up the steps to our landlord’s place and asked if I could store them in the garage for a few days. « Read the rest of this entry »
September 29, 2010 § 1 Comment
There are certain things I know about myself that are contradictory, or at the very least counterproductive.
Chief among these are these two happy campers:
Here is my hasty artist’s rendition using PowerPoint:
(Did I resist the urge to toy with that for hours until it was perfect? YES.)
(Did I just scroll up and look at it and want to change it? YES.)
You might think that perfectionism and procrastination wouldn’t necessary set up shop in the same individual, BUT they actually go together exceedingly well.
Not enough time to devote to achieving perfection? Maybe tomorrow. Or the next day. Or…
It has meant that some of my best research papers have been written during the eleventh hour, while burning the candle at both ends. Part of my problem is that I adore research. To the the point where in order to write a 5 page report, I would find myself sorting through microfiche and sitting through filmstrip documentaries on the off-chance the glut of academic journals, books, and periodicals I had already consulted had missed something awesome of paramount importance.
So what have I been up to lately?
Basically, mentally writing blog posts over and over again, and then discarding them.
Writer’s Block. Big Time.
Well, if motherhood has taught me anything, it is that I rarely have the time to indulge in either my perfectionism or procrastination anymore, so this post was my solution.
Consider me (forcibly) unblocked.