Saturday, January 19, 2008
Greetings on a Saturday Night
Greetings Loyal Readers. I am enjoying a somewhat quiet moment after a non-stop day of playing with Jack. Chris is working and Jack is having his weekly "TV Dinner". It is usually on Friday nights, but last night he opted to eat with a babysitter instead (while his lucky parents at the new Farm Bloomington, more on that later). Every Friday, I allow Jack to have a Kids Cuisine Frozen Dinner while watching TV. I do realize that it is practically child abuse in some circles to allow one's offspring to eat such toxic waste while experiencing the very low culture that TV (in this case Sponge Bob & Dexter's Lab) offers today's children. But, I think that it is time we relax these better-mom-than-you-are standards. They exhaust me. My mother raised me on canned vegetables, Hawaiian Punch, bologna, white bread and Lucky Charms and I'm okay. I wouldn't feed Jack a steady diet of prepared toxic waste type food, but once and awhile, I think it's okay. Go ahead, militant mommies. Send social services over.
In other news, I have a new addiction. Project Runway. Katie turned me on to it when I saw her last and I am completely hooked. I am fascinated by how a great looking garment can be created out of odd materials (i.e. candy wrappers) in a limited period of time (1-2 days). I almost jumped on the fashion designer bandwagon and bought a sewing machine, but then I remembered that I have no idea how to sew a garment. I thought about taking sewing lessons, but I had to face the truth about myself. I have no patience for exact work. Anything I made would probably have shoddy workmanship. Take, for example, the sweater I began about ten years ago. I finished each piece approximately nine years ago. The pieces (back, front sleeves) have been stuffed into a bag in a closet since then. I brought them out a week ago. Since then, I have attached one arm and this alone tried my patience. I had better pay attention to my nature.
In other other news, I am laying low lately (though wouldn't it be more grammatically correct to say "lying" low?), staying home while Jack is at school. Last month, and for the past several months, I have been running around doing volunteer work and for some reason, I am feeling lately that I need to just stay home and take care of things here. I've really enjoyed staying in, though I do feel a bit guilty about not being quite so productive, whatever that means. I am at that point in my life at which I don't feel that I need to prove myself constantly. It's nice.
Well, that's all from this boring little place. Time to put the little man to bed and turn on Project Runway. It's so nice to be comfortable with being a shallow fashion lover.
Bye for now, Loyal Readers.