I'm kind of afraid that this blog is dying, along with my sense of humor.
It's either because my kids are getting less funny or because there is some big stuff going on in my life.
Or perhaps both?
I've always been one to claim that I love change. And I do. I love things like changing the throw pillows on my bed, or changing up my morning K-cup flavor. I love repainting my walls exactly three shades lighter. And I love trying new salad shops and hairstyles ("I can't buh-lieve you didn't notice my new side-swept bang layer. See, look right here. RIGHT HERE WHERE I'M POINTING." I've never said this to my husband fifteen times.).
Those kind of things are fun but let's be real: Changing the way you feel for five minutes is not real change.
However, it is becoming all too apparent that returning to graduate school full-time, changing everything I've ever known about working with college students (long, really boring story unless you are into higher education), sending my youngest off to "real" school, and still trying to be wife, mother, and domestic engineer of the year is feeling like way too much change at the moment.
I like to handle all of this by crying, eating, trying unsuccessfully to sleep, and shutting down communication with the people I love the most.
It's awesome.
But for the sake of my children's memories, I promise that as soon as they do something remotely blog worthy, I'll slap it up here and brag about it like it's the most important thing in the world.
Because it is, and I am determined to never forget that.
It's either because my kids are getting less funny or because there is some big stuff going on in my life.
Or perhaps both?
I've always been one to claim that I love change. And I do. I love things like changing the throw pillows on my bed, or changing up my morning K-cup flavor. I love repainting my walls exactly three shades lighter. And I love trying new salad shops and hairstyles ("I can't buh-lieve you didn't notice my new side-swept bang layer. See, look right here. RIGHT HERE WHERE I'M POINTING." I've never said this to my husband fifteen times.).
Those kind of things are fun but let's be real: Changing the way you feel for five minutes is not real change.
However, it is becoming all too apparent that returning to graduate school full-time, changing everything I've ever known about working with college students (long, really boring story unless you are into higher education), sending my youngest off to "real" school, and still trying to be wife, mother, and domestic engineer of the year is feeling like way too much change at the moment.
I like to handle all of this by crying, eating, trying unsuccessfully to sleep, and shutting down communication with the people I love the most.
It's awesome.
But for the sake of my children's memories, I promise that as soon as they do something remotely blog worthy, I'll slap it up here and brag about it like it's the most important thing in the world.
Because it is, and I am determined to never forget that.
5 comments:
Yes, keep on blogging! Even if your kids aren't doing anything exciting to you at the moment, to us AHEM more mature moms, we enjoy it. Since our days with wonderful young children are over and no grandkids in the immediate future. I'm going to stop trying to convince you because I sound so sad here! I didn't do any graduate work so I really admire you. Hang in there!
Please keep on blogging! I love reading your updates :) Good luck in grad school!
Keep on blogging! You don't always have to be funny. Blog about the hard stuff too! You are one of my favs an you just can't stop :)
I will call the blogging police if you stop. Boring is good, real is good, and anything that uses the phrase 'horse pee' or has your Amo flipping off the camera are good. Remember those posts?
You need to keep blogging! You're blog is hilarious!
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