While looking at my blog yesterday, I realized I have blogged 30 times.
I thought to myself, really? 30 times.
That seems like a lot to me...I've never stuck with any other blog I've tried to write for this long. :)
I think I'll have a glass of wine to celebrate.
Happy Monday!
Showing posts with label blog friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blog friends. Show all posts
Monday, June 6, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Face lift
So here's what I'm wondering...
For all two people (ok maybe more than 2 but not much more) that read my blog, would it be more welcoming if you actually knew more about me? A picture of me? My real name?
I'd like to encourage more readers to come back should they stumble upon me and I think seeing a person behind the blog might be helpful. I've been avoiding this because I'm a teacher
Any thoughts? Bueller? :)
For all two people (ok maybe more than 2 but not much more) that read my blog, would it be more welcoming if you actually knew more about me? A picture of me? My real name?
I'd like to encourage more readers to come back should they stumble upon me and I think seeing a person behind the blog might be helpful. I've been avoiding this because I'm a teacher
Any thoughts? Bueller? :)
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Confessions #2
If you read my post yesterday, you'll know that we're having a hard time adjusting to becoming a family of three. Running helps me keep my cool, it gives me the quiet alone time that I need so badly. Running clears my head.
Needless to say, I haven't run on a regular basis yet.
Last Saturday (after a terrible week - one death in the family and one death of a friend so close they should be family, heartbreaking layoffs at work and a teething 7 month old) I lost my $h!t. I was late for the funeral ceremony, couldn't find my black heels, and nervous about the funeral.
While I was rushing out the door I shouted to my Main Man, "The (breast)milk is thawing in the sink but you'll have to wash a bottle." To which I'm almost certain he replied, "I'm not washing any TRucking bottles." (except he didn't say trucking!) He claims that's not at all what he said but regardless of the situation...I flipped.
Let's just say my flip flops quickly left my feet, the keys ended up under the couch and my iPhone landed on the couch! I ended up sobbing because I was so mad at my Hubbie and so frustrated with myself and that I lost my cool.
#2 - I need to get my poop in a group. My online friend, Michelle, has her poop in a group - she's very zen! Check her blog out - seemommywork.wordpress.com/
Needless to say, I haven't run on a regular basis yet.
Last Saturday (after a terrible week - one death in the family and one death of a friend so close they should be family, heartbreaking layoffs at work and a teething 7 month old) I lost my $h!t. I was late for the funeral ceremony, couldn't find my black heels, and nervous about the funeral.
While I was rushing out the door I shouted to my Main Man, "The (breast)milk is thawing in the sink but you'll have to wash a bottle." To which I'm almost certain he replied, "I'm not washing any TRucking bottles." (except he didn't say trucking!) He claims that's not at all what he said but regardless of the situation...I flipped.
Let's just say my flip flops quickly left my feet, the keys ended up under the couch and my iPhone landed on the couch! I ended up sobbing because I was so mad at my Hubbie and so frustrated with myself and that I lost my cool.
What's the moral of my story?
#1 - I need to run more.#2 - I need to get my poop in a group. My online friend, Michelle, has her poop in a group - she's very zen! Check her blog out - seemommywork.wordpress.com/
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