It’s a rainy Black Friday, the house cleaners have come and gone, husband is on the couch watching boy shows about gold mining and pawn auctions (I think, is that a thing?) and here I am, starting a blog. I’ve been wanting to start one for a while, and today seems like as good a time as any. This day after Thanksgiving I don’t have much going on aside from eating leftover pie, not showering, sleeping late and recovering from a turkey coma. So….write I will!
Maybe this first post can be a smorgasbord of a) why I’m simultaneously scared and excited to have a public blog, b) what I plan to write about, and c) a recap of my Thanksgiving week (seems like something in this post should be time-sensitive)
A) WHY I’M SIMULTANEOUSLY SCARED AND EXCITED TO HAVE A PUBLIC BLOG: Well, I’m excited to have a designated place to organize my thoughts into words, and keep myself accountable for writing on a (hopefully) somewhat regular basis. I hope this experiment molds me into a better writer,thinker, and communicator. I think it’s easy to think that your own life isn’t interesting or unique enough for others to care to read about (other people are married! lots of women have babies! your blog title is so cliche Seattle!), but alas – I’ve learned that some of the best blogs/musings/books are about un-exotic everyday life, and things that lots of people can largely relate to, with the writer’s personal twists thrown in for good measure. I am scared that too few or too many people will care to read my blog, that it will be either too safe and boring, or too opinionated, and that I will not live up to my part of the deal…actually making the time to WRITE!
B) WHAT I PLAN TO WRITE ABOUT: marriage, pregnancy, having a baby, domestic life, family, friendships, faith, travel, identity and personal growth. I may or may not post pictures of: my growing baby belly, meals I attempt to cook, my home (only when it’s spotlessly clean and photo-worthy of course ;), my husband, my dog, my travels….bottom line, I think pictures make for a better blog, and I will try and post them regularly.
C) A RE-CAP OF MY THANKSGIVING WEEK: For the sake of introducing readers to something current about my life, and a topic that I have photos to support, I give you Thanksgiving 2012.
I spent Wednesday, or “Thanksgiving Eve” baking 9 (yes, NINE) pies from scratch with my mother-in-law, Sue and sister-in-law’s sister-in-law/friend, Brooke. I thought it would be a fun yet daunting task, and to my pleasant surprise it was more fun than daunting. I will attach some photos… We baked and mixed and poured and perfected until my kitchen smelled like heaven and my table was filled with pies. In my never-ending quest to further master domesticity, I quite enjoyed the day, and felt quite proud that I could take even one-third of the credit for such an epic baking feat.
Thanksgiving itself was spent at my sister-in-law, Lyla’s house (her husband, John and their two children live there, too :)). They have a BEAUTIFUL home and made (with the help of potluck-ing family members) a FABULOUS meal, which we all stuffed ourselves with, before lying around comparing bellies of the pregnant and non-pregnant variety (photo attached – see, I’m on it!).
We may or may not have been over-ambitious with the pie-making, and I can neither confirm nor deny whether 5 of the 9 were untouched by the end of the night.
I fell asleep two nights ago counting things I am thankful for. I think I surpassed 50 by the time I drifted off, starting with the bed I was lying in, and ending somewhere around the democratic process or a good OB, can’t remember for sure… But I know those that made the cut definitely included: a loving and amazing husband who allows all the other parts of my life to make sense, family and friends who enrich my life and make me better, a healthy baby, a warm home, and the freedom to carve out a life that I love.
In closing, a few “rules” to go along with this blog….
1) Please, never, ever feel pressured to read anything I write. EVER. Whether you’re my husband, parents, best friend or college English teacher, please follow my musings exactly as rarely or often as your heart desires. I promise never to ask you to read anything I write, support me, challenge me, or indulge me. If you find yourself wanting to read my words, great! If not, great!
2) I welcome your support and engagement and just ask that you respect this space as a platform for me to express MY experiences, MY views, and MY thoughts. I don’t think they’re all right, but they’re all MINE, and I reserve the right to write from exactly where I find myself in that given day/hour/minute, and to change my views accordingly.
3) Know that I come to this place thinking I am an expert on nothing, but may have a little worth sharing about a lot of things. Again, as my life has been enriched by others who have shared openly and honestly with me, if I can do the same for anyone else through this blog, then that is all I could ever ask for.