Sunday, December 30, 2007

If a tree falls in the woods...

Pppssst. I have a secret. I haven't told anyone about my blog. Well, I've linked it in here and there, but haven't drawn any attention to it. Haven't told any friends or family.

What's up with that?

It's kind of like a journal I leave sitting open on a table in a coffee shop while I go to wait in line for 20 minutes to get a bagel and coffee. Sure, probably no one will read it, but maybe.

Random thought: The King and I always have cheese fondue for New Year's Eve dinner. This year we're trying to recreate a fontina/roasted garlic/date fondue we had at The Melting Pot. Wish us luck.

Bonus random thought: I think I'm going to try to take a photo a day in 2008. I'm not arty, nor am I an especially proficient photographer. But on the plus side, the chances of me taking a photo of my own disembodied eye, or anyone else's for that matter, are fairly low. What's up with all the people who take photos of just an eye, maybe a sliver of nose or eyebrow, but not the whole face. Odd. Says the girl who is the definition of odd.

Friday, December 28, 2007

The sorry state of the future

I wouldn't say I'm a pessimist, but sometimes I wonder about the future of the world.

I've always been a fan of dystopian literature. The Handmaid's Tale, Oryx and Crake, Brave New World, A Friend of the Earth and heck, most everything by Kurt Vonnegut. Those are some of my favorite books. For my 2007 NaNoWriMo novel, I ended up writing a dystopia.

No, I'm not pessimistic.

So, on this most recent road trip we took to Buffalo, I was reminded of something. Something that I believe irrefutably proves that the future perhaps isn't all rosy: Dippin' Dots. You know, the ice cream of the future (circle R).

I'm not saying Dippin' Dots are bad, but really, is that all the future holds for us? Why can't Ben and Jerry's be the ice cream of the future? Or even Hood's Fenway Fudge. Those are futures I could embrace. But Dippin' Dots?

I hate to say it, but I don't have a lot of faith in a future where Dippin' Dots is our ice cream of choice.

Random unrelated thought: Whenever I get the hiccups, I worry that they'll never go away. Like this guy. Although, technically, his hiccups did eventually stop, after sixty-eight years.

Thursday, December 20, 2007


We got a wii yesterday. Okay, technically, we got a wii quite some time ago. I stood in line for an hour or so one morning a couple of weeks before Thanksgiving. It was right in the middle of NaNoWriMo, though, and I didn't want the distraction of it pulling at me, so we put it away until December 1, as a kind of reward for finishing my novel.

December 1 rolled around, and we got out the wii, set it up, and....nothing. It didn't work. After much talking on the phone to the Nintendo repair department, the gist was: it was broken. Thanks.

So, we sent it back, and just yesterday got our new one.

I wish I could say we got it for our kids, but at 2 and a half years old, I don't think they're old enough to act as cover for us.

So I guess we're part of the "old people" video game movement. Okay, maybe it's not that dire. We're part of the Nintendo generation. I played plenty of NES in my youth. We even own a Playstation (the first version, from way back when) that we pull out from time to time. While I was pregnant with my twins and on "couch rest" I even pulled out an old video game and played for hours.

But I still feel somehow apologetic for playing video games, like I should be doing something more important with my life. But I guess instead of saving the world, I'll be honing my wii tennis skills, or trying to build my brain at the Big Brain Academy (current grade: B--). At least for a little while.

Random unrelated thought:

It's snowing. Again. After years of living in Georgia, and hating the fake winters there, I swore once we moved back to a normal climate, I'd never complain about the snow. I do like the snow, but we have a lot to do today, and sitting inside while 8" falls wasn't exactly on my list.

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Mother of the Year

Well, it's getting close to the end of 2007, and I wasn't sure I had quite clinched my nomination for Mother of the Year. So, I decided to take my kids to get their hair cut today.

It started well. Sure, if you consider that the crying didn't start until I pulled into the parking lot. I had to carry both boys, kicking and screaming into the hair salon. They calmed down a little while we were waiting, thanks to some lollipops, but the screaming started again once B-man was in the chair. N-man, even though his hair wasn't even being cut yet, joined the chorus. I tried to console them, but mostly ended up holding B-man forcibly in the chair while the receptionist, other children, and other parents all came over to try to help me. To no avail.

I thought things were bad, and then it was N-man's turn. He cried. He kicked. He tried to jump out of the chair. He buried his head in his lap. He drooled spit all over me.

Longest half hour of the day.

The hairdresser gave me a hug after. I guess I looked a little frazzled. One of the other moms there told me I was the one who deserved the prize when the little prizes were given to my kids after their haircuts were done.

I'm pretty sure when we got home, the boys finished up the form to nominate me for mother of the year, 2007.

On the plus side, they look pretty darn cute, and it'll be at least another 6 weeks until they need another hair cut.

Random unrelated thought of the day:

I think I'm going to start a "What I'm reading" feature. Here it is, what I'm reading: Dhampir by Barb and J.C. Hendee. It's not something I would normally have chosen. Despite the fact that I loved Buffy the Vampire Slayer, I'm not really much for vampire slayer fiction. But, this book was in the house, and The King said it was good, so here I am, half-way through it. It is enjoyable, right now it's earning about 3.5 stars out of 5. We'll see how the rest of the book goes.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Hello, world

So, I'm finally taking the plunge, starting that blog I've been thinking about. But first post: such pressure! I considered my options:
  1. Should I start mid-thought, with no introduction, no reasoning as to why I've begun? You knows, a "This thing happened to me today and here are my thoughts" kind of kick off.
  2. Should I start at the beginning, a "a long time ago in a galaxy far far away" kind of catch up?
  3. Should I start with an introduction?
  4. Should I rack my brain to come up with a fourth thing since lists of three are such a cliche?
Obviously, I've gone with number three, for better or worse. So here's my introduction, my brief whys and whats.

I've toyed with the idea of blogging a time or two, for a variety of reasons. Especially when my twins were born two and a half years ago, as a way to keep up with family. But, I was busy, and terribly paranoid about putting lots of personal information out there.

Most recently, I've felt pretty compelled to start writing. I participated in NaNoWriMo in November, churning out a 50,000 word novel in 30 days. As I was preparing for the event, and trying to talk friends and strangers alike into joining me in the insanity, a few people told me they were doing NaBloPoMo, the blog answer to NaNoWriMo, where you post a blog entry a day for all of the month of November. For about 22 minutes, I seriously considered starting a blog and doing both a novel and a daily blog. Then reality set in, I laughed, and put all my eggs in the novel basket. And I had a great time doing it. But it's December now, and I don't have that 50k word deadline over my head and a blog seems a perfect distraction from finishing that novel. Or editing. Or, you know, cleaning or something crazy like that.

So, who am I? You can call me your highness, the queen. Or not. It's laissez faire in my domain. I'm a 33 year old woman, living in Massachusetts with his majesty, the king (my darling husband) and our two little jokers (N-man and B-man, our two and a half year old twins). Other details will be forthcoming I'm sure. You'll just have to stay tuned.

For now, hello, world. Glad to see you.

Random thought: I've now got "King of Spain" by Moxy Fruvous running through my head. It could be worse...