March 25, 2016

Catching Up...

Hello!  Yes, I'm still here. Busy, busy, of course, and finding it difficult to spend time outside of work in front of a computer. But I'm here.

The above picture is what our backyard looked like on Monday, the first full day of spring. After a wet and weird winter, spring decided to greet us like this. I'll admit, I found it pretty funny. I thought the boys may be excited about the thought of one more day of sledding or building a snowman, but they had zero interest. They are done with winter and ready for warmer weather, just like the rest of us. Most of the snow has melted now, and the cold and rainy days of spring are upon us. Meanwhile, I continue to look forward to our upcoming trip to Florida. 25 days and counting!

Both boys are getting ready to start their spring sports season, with both playing baseball and soccer. As practice and game schedules start to get announced, I realize that we are in for a very busy spring. I also find myself very excited about it. I love watching my boys play. Aaron went through his first tryouts for baseball, and although it was to determine which level he would get assigned to (as opposed to making it or not), I was very proud of how he handled it, and he was excited to make the upper level.

It's March, which means we are watching a lot of college basketball.  Go Tar Heels!

In-between basketball games, we've been watching the latest season of House of Cards. So weird and creepy and disturbing, and yet I have a hard time looking away.

I am dismayed at the increased amount of time required to maintain my appearance as I get older. The gray is relentlessly coming back, and I find I have to color at ever-shortening intervals to keep it at bay. And hair removal! My legs, my eyebrows, and depressingly, my chin - why?  I sigh and remind myself that this is as good as it will ever get, so I should appreciate it, and I do. I pluck those eyebrows and do my sun salutations and slather on lotion and give thanks for my strong working body.

I have thoughts every now and then where I question why I continue to keep up this blog. Very few people read it, and I am finding it difficult to spend time here lately. The world of blogging has definitely changed over the years, and more people use Instagram and Pinterest and Facebook for a lot of the content they used to capture via their blogs. But I still love it. It's my own space, not cluttered with anyone else's images or thoughts. 

I was thinking the other day about how I wish I had kept journals when I was younger. I was trying to remember the name of someone or what year something happened, and I realized my memory is pretty terrible. I have family photo albums that I started in 2006, when Aaron was born, and I have this blog, which started in 2008. I have fun looking back at pictures and my thoughts during those early baby years up to now. I wish I had the same amount of detail from my college years, or when I got my first job, or when I met my husband...  I remember the important things of course, but the fun little details sometimes get lost. I try to be a forward-thinking kind of girl, but it's also nice to reflect on our lives and admire the beauty within them. 

And with that, I will leave you. I would love to promise to be here more often in the coming weeks, but I can only do what I can do. Until next time...


  1. I read your comment about so few people reading your blog and felt compelled to say hello. I really enjoy your book recommendations and and other thoughtful insights. Since I also live in MA (on the North Shore), it's interesting in the huge world of blogs to see familiar sites. Re. the whole aging thing: no kidding! I'm 41 and while I'm fairly confident/not too concerned about appearance, it is startling to look in the mirror and discover unwelcome changes. Since I teach at a college, I've consigned myself to mindfully dress and groom since appearance does matter (although I'm honestly not great at it. If only yoga pants could pass muster). It's a conflicted feeling though, since I personally really don't care much how I look, but am keenly aware of how other might perceive me (that makes me sound like I'm basing my worth on others' views -- I'm not; I just recognize that appearance matters).
    -- Susan

  2. DON'T STOP BLOGGING!! I always read- and rather guiltily don't comment often. You're going to Florida?? Yay. You know how I LOVE Florida. I think you sound like you need a nice break. And as for winter - yes completely done with that. As for the upkeep required as we age - that really is becoming an issue - read Nora Ephron's summary on it in her essay 'I feel bad about my neck' sums it up in a nutshell. Lou x

  3. "Don't stop Balogging" (hear Journey tune)!

    I also love your blog and often do not comment because I always feel compelled to call you right away.
    LOVING The Nightingale cannot put it down.

    Also just looked up a recipe in your archives, was going to make Happy Pasta, but luckily figured out in time that Zach thought I meant mac-n-cheese, so made that instead. look great. Puhleeze!However, I will make a plug for photo depilacion (how do you say it in English?) I am done with waxing bikini area anyway.

    Eyebrows! I hear you. I have some gray there, too! Tried coloring them with my hair color and was reminded of unfortunate episode of SITC when Samantha tried dying her hair "down there" and was reminded of Bozo the Clown. My case was not nearly that extreme, but still.....!

    Blog when you can.

    Love you!

    Big sister


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