And with this post, 8 or so years after I began blogging, I’ve decided it is time to close my blog and focus on other things.
So many big things have happened over the years (marriage, motherhood, career changes, dog ownership) and so many little pieces of sand have filled in the cracks around the big boulders. Life moves on and where I once had enthusiasm to jot down our life happenings, I now find myself devoting my time to other endeavors.
I’m still cooking, working, enjoying Chicago, loving on my family. I will probably always read blogs, and I am sure from time to time I will miss having my own. But as I wrote less and less I also missed it less and less…and for anyone wondering, I’m still around on Twitter and Instagram. I could never say goodbye to all things social media- there is entirely too much fun and support out there on the crazy internet.
Blogging brought me more friends than I can count, a few trips, a little bit of ad revenue, a one week swim suit modeling gig in New York City, and an amazing support system of women around the world who I’m so glad I’ve met and shared stories with. It gave me an outlet when I needed it and funny stories from time to time. It was a great way to journal a period of time that flew by in the blink of an eye, despite my every effort to savor what I could.
I exported all my posts into a PDF, and I’ll probably print them all off, particularly the ones devoted to pregnancy and Gracie- a book for her, albeit a little less twee than a leather bound journal.
I find myself possessive of time with my husband, my daughter, our family. Already life moves at breakneck speed and at the end of the day when I’m left choosing between time with them or writing out a blog post…they win every time.
And so, I say, farewell. Or, as my parents always told me to say, “until next time.”
Xo. Thank you for reading.
I know, I know, long time/no write. My new job is fantastic but to say I’m burning the candle at both ends (and anticipate doing so for awhile) would be an understatement. We’ve already begun implementing some new ideas to make our days flow a little more smoothly – this weekend I cooked ahead to make sure our fridge was full of easy meals and snacks, we hired a housekeeper, I’m making more lists than seems imaginable. All in all the changes are good, but I’m exhausted at the end of the day and fall into bed so I can get up and do it all again!
All of that said, my favorite part of my blog is keeping things for posterity, so here are some tidbits/happenings/Gracie-isms that make me smile…..
– Gracie turned two (I will write about this soon) and she is such a joy and a tornado of energy. When she is good she is very, very good, and when she is bad…… well for instance, lets just say I had to pick my chin up out of my lap when she informed me on a recent car ride that “Mom, no talking. You don’t know me.” OH. OK THEN. (Discussion about manners immediately commenced)
– My husband has taken to getting up early and using our spare set of car keys to warm my car up. Our temperatures seem permanently stuck in the negative to single digits, and his little act of service is so beyond appreciated. Every morning as I climb into my not-that-warm-but-also-not-frigid car, I thank him and his thoughtfulness. It really is the little things.
– Gracie has two new adjectives, “beautiful” and “delicious” which she uses liberally in conversation. It is as amazing as you’d imagine, especially when she thanks me for her delicious yogurt. I mean, sure thing kiddo, any time!
– Gracie moved from her crib to a “big girl bed” (her crib with the side rail removed) as we work on her actual big-girl-room but before she cracked her noggin climbing out of the crib, which was her new trick of the month. The transition to the bed wasn’t even a blip on the radar for her, once again reminding her parents that we can plan for nothing.
– Chicago continues its downward spiral into the never ending freeze, and I’m beyond over it, just as I was last year. The lining in my favorite pea coat has begun to deteriorate, I’m down to one pair of good gloves and I have salt smudges on every jacket I own. UNCLE.
– Rhett Butler continues to be awesome and I just figured he deserved a mention. He turned 10 in January but you’d only know if you were carefully watching his ratio of white to tan hair- his personality remains solidly at 8 months.
– This past weekend we got a babysitter (my cousin! the best kind of babysitter because Gracie is OBSESSED with her and I’m pretty fond of her myself) and met some out of town friends for drinks and catching up. Nights like that always serve to remind me that getting out as a couple is so important and enjoyable. We had a great time, we relaxed, we focused on things outside of work/our household/the usual. We got to try this amazing imperial stout. It was so good that we have 2 more date nights planned in the next month!
Checking in to say we are alive, but barely, over here. In a cruel twist of fate, Gracie is feeling 100% while this Terrible Daycare Virus continues to kick collective adult ass around these parts. Seriously, B and I have been sleeping in separate rooms because we are both so hacking-sneezing-fever running-snotting-snoring-terrible and of course our disgustingness is separately timed so basically one of us is always awake/loud/running for another box of tissues.
Anyway. I’m a new fan of the Cool Touch tissues by Kleenex, even if they do have coconut oil in them, mostly because I’m sick of people touting coconut oil as a cure-all for all maladies. I will concede it is a nice skin moisturizer so I will let it go at least for now.
Anyway. We have antibiotics and decongestants and I’m hopeful a low key weekend with lots of coloring and Frozen and soup and kid snuggles will have us all back on track by Monday.
Despite not posting for over a week I am in fact alive and well. I was tagged in a survey post by my friend Sarah so here we go- some nice writing prompts to get me back in the swing of things.
1) What is my current health-related goal?
I’m getting a Fitbit (Charge HR) as soon as the model I want is released beyond the special snowflake pre-orders and I’m hoping it spurs me to do a little more, walk a little more, move a little more. I’m hoping that in 2015 I treat myself well with good food choices (more plants less animals) and more motion in my day to day.
2) What is my biggest irrational fear?
Serial killers watching me through windows at night. I’m not kidding. One too many Nancy Drew novels as a kid followed by a few too many episodes of Criminal Minds. I don’t like being indoors at night when the curtains or blinds are not drawn, because, well, serial killers. It is how they get you.
3) Do I enjoy wrapping presents?
Present, singular, yes. Presents, plural, no. I start to get bored, then sloppy, and by the end I’m giving someone a stationery set covered in scotch tape and paper scraps.
4) What is my favorite cross-training activity?
Hot yoga? Does that count since my main/favorite exercise is cycling?
5) If you came to visit me, what would we do?
Architecture boat tour in Chicago, lunch at Xoco (a Rick Bayless joint), shopping on Michigan Avenue and dinner somewhere fantastic, perhaps Hugo’s Frog Bar or the Cape Cod Room or Publican.
6) I have two weeks off work and two round trip plane tickets to anywhere. Where would I go and who would I take?
I’d really like to go see Africa, although I doubt 2 weeks is long enough to see its vast ecosystems and sights, so I’d probably pick one of the National Geographic trips and just stick to one area and really do it right. And I’d bring B, obviously. (A National Geographic trip is on my life bucket list)
7) What’s the most embarrassing thing to happen to me during a run or a race?
I’ve only run in one race, back in law school, and I was outrun (by a good margin) by someone clearly undergoing serious medical treatment. A nice little reminder of just how slow I am.
8) Three best days of my life? Or at least the top three that come to mind.
The day I was married, the day Gracie was born, the day I moved to Chicago. Moving day was kind of frustrating and annoying and nothing particularly momentous stuck out (I mean, I moved, boxes, movers, yay) but it was the start of something awesome. I can’t believe I’ve been in Chicago for 10 years this May!
9) Okay, so I HAVE to eat a fast food meal. Which restaurant would I choose and what do I order?
If I’m out West, In-N-Out (double double Animal style, regular fries, no shake unless I’m feeling crazy), and if I’m in Chicago, M Burger, where I get the M Burger and fries.
10) Have I ever met a celebrity?
For someone not in California or New York I think I’m doing pretty well. I’ve met/talked/had coffee or cocktails with President Obama and Vice President Biden (fundraisers for their respective presidential campaigns in the early days), I once ran into the part of the cast of Alias in a tiny Savannah book store (Jennifer Garner with her husband Ben Affleck, Victor Garber, Bradley Cooper) which was just kind of surreal as we all bumped around this tiny shop. Ben and Bradley Cooper were pretending to be supermodels and were taking turns strutting up and down a walkway while cheering each other on, and Jennifer and I browsed the kids books. She was super pregnant with Violet and the whole thing was bananas. And I have set next to Jack Lemmon and Robert Redford on planes. Jack Lemmon played peekaboo and a some other games with me as I was just a toddler. The end.
11) Share a pic of myself in non-workout clothes.
12) If I could choose to have a “do over” and switch careers, what would I choose and why?
Yup, medical school/be a physician. I still sometimes kick myself for not just hiring a chemistry tutor and powering through.
13) If I won an Olympic Gold Medal, how do I think I would react?
Like Anne Hathaway or Taylor Swift winning something, and then everyone would hate me for reasons they can’t really put their finger on. I’m just certain I’d somehow come across in a terribly annoying manner.
14) What do I want for Christmas?
Well I really wanted a food slicing mandoline and I got one and I love it. Food slicing ahoy.
15) What skill do I lack?
I’m TERRIBLE at listening to voicemail. Seriously, don’t leave me voicemail. If I see you called me, I will call you back, but I won’t listen to your message. Oh, and I can’t make a pie crust to save my life.