With or Without You
I stayed off the computer all weekend, and do you know what happened? I accomplished tasks not involving typing, and nobody missed me and I didn't miss nobody right back, and lo, it was glorious. We enjoyed the sun during a picnic at the bay shore, dropped in on friends, had movie night (Despicable Me = meh), ventured into the backyard for the first time in months, and then while Simon and Wombat attended a birthday party in the neighborhood I stayed home all Saturday afternoon and whirled my dervish self around the craft room, which has more or less served as a storage dump since this time last year, when wedding-planning madness was in full disorganized force. To prove I'm not one of those people who says, "Our house is a disaster!" and then posts a photo of a spotless living room with one designer pillow ever so slightly askew, here is a before picture:
The space isn'tentirely put back together (most of what you see is now piled in categorical haystacks around the guest room), but it's heartening to see that the accessories I've been collecting to class up the joint are having a much better impact placed in thoughtful vignettes upon clean surfaces than they did when I was just wedging lampshades and vases into available crannies.
Speaking of wedgies, it wasn't warm enough for swimsuits or anything, but since 75 degrees is pretty good for us here at any time of the year, I went all out with the picnic planning for Sunday, so thank god for the Internet, where I can post pictures of my domestic accomplishments and at least pretend someone cares, since I know via both personal research and plain old common sense that the boys will accept or reject a PB&J just the same whether it's shaped like a loaf of bread or a bear cub frolicking after a butterfly.
I'm SO excited for summer, in part because I'm just ready for it to be warm and also, of course, there's that whole baby thing due to land in July. We pulled out the bins and bins (and bins and bins, MY GOD THE BINS) of baby clothes on Saturday, and this is, I suppose, kind of a weird fixation, but I'm really looking forward to seeing Mompth's little newborn thighs. Because Wombat was born in the dead of winter and our house is an icebox, we saw his bare limbs only at infrequent flashes during costume changes and bimonthly baths (BUT WHICH "BIMONTHLY" DO I MEAN?), so the idea of having an infant I can drop into a pair of shorts right from the get-go is stoking the summer-come-sooner frenzy. BabyLegs had a sale last week ($4 instead of $12!) and thoughts of meaty little baby hams ruled the day and my clicker finger. (This was, of course, before we got out The Bins and I realized we already have enough clothes to dress quadruplets so I might as well just spend that money on myself instead of miniature legwarmers.)
Random things:
--Are you clicking over to Mom365 now and then? I'm having a ton of fun writing posts for them, and I love that my blog there is a mix of personal stuff, tips/advice, news, and goofy little things I want to share. Being responsible for writing for a client every day has been surprisingly invigorating (content-production on demand has always terrified me because I'm not one of those people who can just "turn it on"), and I'm glad I took that leap and have been brave enough to follow the path where it's leading me. Yay for timid steps outside ones comfort zone that don't (as of yet) end as roadkill!
--Starting this Wednesday, I'll also be writing more often for Work It, Mom, where, if you can believe it, I've been blogging for going on four years. Same bat place, same bat time (just weekly instead of biweekly), still blabbering on about the ever complex intersection between motherhood and career, but of course things are about to get even more complicated as we try to reconcile two full-time working parents raising two full-time needy children when last time around we we both part-time and we outnumbered the children by a full 100 percent. Suspense!
--The post-holiday hiatus has come to an end, and I have two sponsored posts coming up this week, one for a product I'm LOVING and one that gave me an excuse to traipse around impersonating a style blogger. Stay tuned; there may be prizes involved.
--I might be speaking on a panel next Monday in Laguna Beach, which is...kind of nuts. I know this has become obvious by now, but blogging ain't just blogging anymore.
--Nice Things Now has survived to see its one-year anniversary, and although posting has gone from non-existent to very, very light since the new year began, I've been surprised to see it's getting more Likes on Facebook than it did when I was posting multiple times a week and pimping through every available channel. I thought at first it might be the result of reduced pressure--i.e., it's easier to be nice when someone isn't popping up in your feed reader every other day suggesting a project or performing a song-and-dance charity beg--but then it dawned on me that this is merely the result of Facebookers having discovered Pinterest. So we'll see how that goes.
Happy Monday, friends.
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