13 Nov
2014

I Never See You Anymore, It’s Like You’ve Gone Away

I won’t call it a blog hiatus because that feels much more structured and dignified than what actually happened, which is that I got swamped with work and also more-than-usually neurotic about the idea that if I’m going to publish something on the internet, it better mean something. I still believe that’s a worthy goal, if you have time for it (which I clearly don’t), but I’ve also come to accept that impossibly high standards can be the enemy of putting forth effort, at least to those of us impossible creatures who don’t like to even try things they’re not absolutely certain they’ll excel at. While this philosophy of living is sound when it comes to, say, climbing Everest without oxygen or eating one of everything on the McDonald’s menu in one sitting, it’s probably overkill for things like posting a few paragraphs and photos on your old forgotten weblog. I’ll be darned if it doesn’t feel as daunting, though. As Simon has pointed out to me over and over, he’s the type of person likely to believe he can do something he can’t, whereas I’m likely to believe I can’t do something I can. So while he’s running half marathons on zero training (and coming in under two hours if you subtract the mid-race poo), I’m sitting at my computer blinking my eyes in tandem with that cheeky winking cursor, waiting sometimes five whole minutes for inspiration to strike before dejectedly clicking away to something soothing.

Anyway, this is my attempt to get back in the saddle, worthiness be damned, and I might as well start off with photos from Halloween as a way of bookending my accidental absence, since last Halloween has stood in my mind as the point at which I fell out of the habit of Long-Form Online Oversharing (“l’fooing” for short), and it makes me sick to think of all that time lost. Here, then, is a photo of us on Halloween 2013 (alert! alert! baby in drag!)

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and here’s me and Fox on the same bridge a few weeks ago:

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If you can’t tell, he’s representing the Lollipop Guild and I’m dressed as a mother completely overwhelmed with the real-time nostalgia of having two kids simultaneously contained within the crushingly narrow timeframe of Halloween being EVERYTHING KIDS FIND AWESOME. I’m pretty sentimental as a matter of course, but the holidays just slay me like a samurai sword through warm butter. My heart’s already quivering in anticipation of Santa Claus and twinkle lights and twenty-four days of advent calendar activities (someone please keep all Shelf Elves out of my reach until the feeling passes or I’m in real danger), and although in these hand-to-mouth times I could compose a materialistic wish list that would fill a fat book, all I really want for Christmas is my blogging mojo back so I don’t miss capturing another year of this sweet little life we’ve made.

Here are a few more photos, just to get that media muscle moving again.

Pinkies up!
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Dat FACE.
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The one on the left is Fox’s own design. It reminds me of the alligator in Gerald’s room.
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He fits right in in Munchkinland.
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While we were trick-or-treating, we ran into a group of dads pulling a wagon with a cooler full of beer to share with other dads. Drink-or-treating FTW! (Fox is practicing his judgey face.)
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It’s true, parenthood does have its rewards.
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12 Comments

  • Maybe I am more hooked into the parenting scene this year or something but I don’t remember drinking while trick-or-treating being a thing before and now I hear about everyone cruising around with cocktails. I am looking forward to next year when I’ll have an age appropriate munchkin to use as an excuse to wander my neighborhood with a beer while collecting free candy.

  • Because why would you wear pants to carve a pumpkin?!

    So good to see you back here. Tell us more! Show us more! (And I love “l’fooing”. I might have to steal that.)

    • If Fox got to choose his own logo and copy line, it would be an illustration of a naked butt and the words “Why pants?”

      And thanks for the encouragement! I hope I can keep it up!

  • Yay! You’re back! Over-share away… I lubs it! You (and your cute family) have been missed.

  • If I, looking at the photos from last year’s Halloween and this year’s Halloween, am freaking out because of how quickly Fox has grown, what must you be doing?

    Happy you’re back!

  • Welcome back!

  • Just popping in to say I’m glad you’re back!

  • Hi! I’ve missed you! (Um, yes, we live like 4 miles from each other.)

  • Isn’t wallowing in narcissism (the point of a blog, in my opinion) enough of a reason? Keeping a record of your life seems to have it’s own meaning.

    At least, this might be how I justify my own online presence devoted solely to me and what I feel like writing about. I still like blogs that are very personal with no agenda the best. Which is why I am delighted to see random shots of your Halloween. And I expect more in the near future. Chop chop.

  • :)

  • Yay! Glad you’re back!

    This is the first year my kids didn’t trick-or-treat, and I have to admit I was bummed. I love walking around and seeing the kids and parents out and about together.

Have at it!

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