Monday, May 31, 2010

Engaging news

So I logged on to Facebook this morning and my news feed was set to Top News rather than recent. Usually that's a bad thing, but my niece Suzanna had posted a little tidbit yesterday that was right at the top of my wall: she's engaged.

No information on the date yet, but I have a wedding gift in mind - if I win it. It's a Rachael Ray cookware set being offered at Nanny Goats in Panties. Totally appropriate, if somewhat more than I usually spend for wedding gifts (it's valued at $200). But definitely a good gift for newlyweds.

Of course, I have to win first. If that doesn't work, there's always picture frames ... ;-)

Thursday, May 27, 2010

Turn signals

They have a purpose, use them. Especially if you are on a motorcycle weaving from lane to lane. Give the rest of us a chance to figure out where you are going next so we don't run you over.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Feelings of inadequacy and love

I sent some of this post to a blogger (whom I shall not name). 
A friend posted a link to this blog entry: Saydi Eyre Shumway: The Snapshot That Changed My Life.

I saw similarities to [blogger] - feelings of inadequacy (what mom doesn't feel that?), love of photography, and mostly love of your child.

I also saw a lesson for me - I am constantly criticizing myself for being disorganized, lazy (thanks Dad!), inadequate, procrastinating, etc. I need to look (for) at what I do right, even if it's just a moment.

Anyway, it's a reminder that you aren't alone, many people have the same feelings (although not the depression) that you have. Sometimes "misery loves company" means that it's comforting to realize you aren't the only person with these feelings, that the people you think have perfect lives are struggling as well and we are all (maybe) doing a little better than we thing we are.

How about you? Does it help to know that you aren't the only person who doesn't feel up to the task of being a parent? Does it comfort you to realize that the people you think know what they are doing all the time actually have their moments of inadequacy and maybe you have more moments of surpassing expectations than you realize?

Maybe it's a false comfort, but I'll take what I can get.

A miss is as good as a mile ...

Unless it's a deer that crosses the road 20 feet ahead of you as you are traveling 55 mph. Then, although you don't actually hit the deer, your heart starts pounding as you realize how close you came to an accident.

I wanted to use my bright lights the rest of the way home after that, but of course you can't shine them at oncoming cars or too close to cars ahead of you, so I just had to keep alert.

And at least I am better off than these people.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

I felt like a kid again

I stepped on a large splinter in the yard yesterday - it went right through my fake crocs and into my foot. So I had to get a tetanus shot. It has probably been 20-21 years since my last one - when we lived in Chicago, before the kids were born.

I made an appointment and went to work. Had to leave work to go get the shot. I was given the same kind of sheet I got when my kids had vaccinations, with warnings and everything. I tried to suggest at work that they should send me home if I "cry uncontrollably for three hours or more," but they didn't seem to take it seriously.

Monday, May 3, 2010

A bit of nostalgia

When Amanda was baptized, I didn't think to ask how to keep the hallway carpet from getting all soggy - the font isn't connected to the bathrooms. So I brought all the towels we owned that day. I don't remember if I brought towels for the missionary who baptized her to get to the men's room. I didn't think to ask a ward member who owned a business that provided rubber-backed mats to business if he could provide some for this purpose.

In my case, the contractor who was hired by our landlord to replace the kitchen floor had delayed the project for a couple of weeks and had to come that day. So while I'm baking cookies in a kitchen without a floor, I also had to take our towels to the laundromat because the washer and dryer were disconnected (they were in the hallway by the kitchen, which was also being refloored). We lived in a mobile home and the kitchen was a pass-through in the middle. So, chaos, cookies, laundry ...


I know I've got pictures somewhere. I'll try to post when I find them.