(pretty sad that the only photo I have of myself on this computer was taken by my then 2 year old last september- oh, and don't forget I'm pregnant)
That was an unintended break, but I really have been busy and productive lately, just can't post most of it yet. My house has turned into a disaster zone, and I am actually looking forward to doing some housecleaning and stitching up some things for my Valentines this weekend. Oh, and finishing Elliot's valentines too. Never enough time, I swear.
As I shipped off my belated mini-swap package, I realized why swaps can seem like so much work...when you have a child who really isn't able to contribute yet, and really does everything he can to prevent you from getting that little package out the door, it can be a little overwhelming (although fun, I swear Magni!) As I was trying to get all of it in the box and out the door, I had someone wearing the box as a firetruck, smearing labels, and running around waving tissue paper in the air. It is hard to decide whether to laugh or cry. Lighten up, Mama, he'll only be three once. All in good fun, right?
Anyway, I have been tagged for six weird things about me by Frizz (really cute illustrations by the way, and local too), and as you can tell from the rant above, I really am totally normal...:)
1) When people meet me they think I am conservative and from a family with money, but I am extremely liberal, and my parents were hippies who liked their Rolling Stones loud. I wonder why I come off a little uptight...hmmmm, something to think about.
2) I would wear a uniform if I could, I really have very little interest in dressing myself (although I am dressed, I assure you) But my uniform would be designed by Martha (not Martha Stewart, silly)
3) I am not at all a girly-girl. My husband and I did pre-marital counseling, and the counselor said I was more like the man in the relationship, and that my husband was more like the woman. Just in terms of dynamics, that is. My husband wants to talk it out, and I want to walk around the block.
4) The thought of "walking down the aisle" is my worst nightmare. My husband and I eloped to Geneva, Switzerland so that we could honeymoon in Paris (you can't marry in France without a period of residency) I shopped for fabric and ribbons on my wedding night:)
5) If I could snap my fingers and be anywhere today, I would raise Merino sheep on a small farm just outside of a really cool city (maybe Minneapolis, but tending to those sheep would get a little chilly there, wouldn't it?). I would design and produce some sort of houseware from my modern eco-farmhouse and would be surrounded by all sorts of artsy neighbors. That's my utopia, what's yours?
6) I have never once hired a babysitter for my son, and the thought of it pretty much freaks me out.
It's late, as if you couldn't tell that from this post.