Sometimes in the late afternoons after baby wakes up from his second nap, I watch movies in 30 minute increments while rolling around on the stability ball while baby plays. One of these recent movies was “Desperately Seeking Susan”. Lately it’s been “Comedians in cars getting coffee”, hosted by Jerry Seinfeld. It’s cute.
I think about quitting blogging frequently, but what always keeps me coming back is the accountability. I know that I need to journal; it’s important to me. So if I quit blogging, will I still journal every week? Who will I be accountable to? Myself?
I used to blog every single day and I did so for years; I don’t need that level of frequency any more. Just once a week seems to work for me.
I thought once I had my son last year I would be too brain-dead for a while to keep blogging–and certainly when I look back at those first few weeks/months I feel like I was in a fog–but I still blogged. I’ve blogged through moves across states, I’ve blogged through break-ups. I’ve blogged through panic attacks. I’ve blogged under the influence of various chemicals…I’ve blogged sober now for quite some time. I’ve blogged since 2003.
I used to blog pictures of my dogs, now it’s the occasional pictures of my son. How could I omit him from my blog? I know people who do it, never post any pictures of their children online. I admire them.
I’m blogging right now as my son takes his first nap of the day. I’m blogging to remember that he used to take two naps a day. I’m blogging to remember that this is the first period of ovulation I’ve had since October without any bladder issues! How else would I remember that?
I blog to remember Abbie dog. How vividly I recall walking her around the neighborhood that Nico and I lived in, with my Birkenstock sandals that gave me enormous blisters. Good old Abbie dog.
I’m blogging to remember that I love a New Orleans artist named Ashley Longshore, who is throwing a contest right now where you can post a selfie on IG, and if she chooses your selfie she will paint it, display it at Bergdorf’s, and then send it to you to keep! What an amazing contest. This was my entry.
If I didn’t blog, would I remember that this is the most beautiful tree we’ve ever had, and it was only 50$ from the hardware store? It’s finally dropping needles and it’s been WEEKS. It’s so pretty I was sad to move it outside for the baby’s first birthday party. Maybe for future birthday parties we’ll leave it up.
I blog to remember baby’s first year. What a year!
How about blogging to remember that my “Elle” subscription finally lapsed, and I have no idea what US fashion magazine I should read now? Go back to “Vogue”? Oh, I don’t knoooooow. Maybe I don’t need to read fashion magazines any more. But oh I WANT to.
My son is obsessed with this green light. We have it on a timer, so it comes on at night, and he loves to coo and goo over it. I need a picture of his little baby hand outstretched, trying to touch it.
The weather the last two days has been insanely spring-like. Mid-50’s, sunny, and delightful.
I currently have FIVE paintings going, which really is too many, but they are small so maybe that’s alright. A blue sugar skull for Christopher, another “Love is a VW” painting, a Marilyn that will never be finished, and two green hearse paintings for my mother and aunt, not pictured here.
On Sunday Josh ignored his uncle’s pleas to go skiing with him and we all took a family hike to the Mukilteo Lighthouse Park. Maggie and Bear Schnubs went for a swim.
I wore Josh’s Adidas track pants, because I can!
If I didn’t blog, would I remember that the Broad and I had brunch at the Breakfast Club with Goo? He flirted with some little girls at the table next to us, shamelessly. That’s my boy!
Nice grouping of cat paintings by moi at the Broad’s house, along with the sign I bought her from Etsy.
I blog to remember my life. Without photos and words, I would remember so very little. And I hate that. So I’m gonna keep on keeping on! Thanks for stopping by.