Over at PiP, I sometimes like to ponder stuff. I'm intellectual like that. You can either ponder it with me, or you can tell me to stuff it. Your choice.
Now, if you'll excuse me, tomorrow I have an only-four-years-till-40 birthday for which I need to mentally prepare (which is code for: "I'm off to the store to buy vodka").
[cough, cough, hack, hack, wheeze.]
Jeez, this place is dusty! I can't seem to type a single letter without a cloud of dust or a sticky spider web getting in my face. But I guess that's what happens when you step away from the blog for, um, months.
If anyone is still out there reading this cobwebbed blog, I just wanted to say "hello" [hello, hello, hello . . . ] and tell you that I've actually written a post over at PiP (poor Mary nearly fell out of her chair when I told her) . . . but given the echo [echo, echo, echo . . .], I think everyone has moved on to more prolific pastures.
Aside from the dust [hack, hack, wheeze, wheeze] and the spiders [eek!], it feels a little strange to be here. I stepped away from the blog for a few months because I didn't even have time to urinate or ingest food. But then while I was on Christmas break, I just couldn't muster up the mental energy necessary to even look at my blog to see if it was still there, let alone write for it. (Fortunately, Husband was kind enough to let me know nearly every day that it is still indeed there because it's still showing up on our credit card bill every month -- ahem.)
Now that the new year has started, however, my mental energy feels replenished, but now, of course, I have to reserve whatever wattage my brain operates on for kids, school, work, PTA (STOP snickering), and looking for a job since my internship doesn't guarantee me one at the end because I don't speak Spanish, which is pathetic because I'm Hispanic (okay only half), and it was my father's first language. (But that German I learned from my step-mother when I was a child? Yeah, that's been real helpful here in Southern California. Real helpful.)
What I'd love to do is keep y'all (I'm also half White) entertained with some videos we've taken with our most fabulous Christmas present courtesy of my most thoughtful brother-in-law (if you don't have one, GET ONE -- not the brother-in-law, though he's nice, too, the gadget -- because even the most technologically challenged or just lazy parent can use it). But alas, I have no fucking idea how to load any of our movies onto this blog (which is why I qualify as both lazy and technologically challenged). Anyone out there [there, there, there . . . ] have any suggestions?
Anyone out there??
Here's, um, the link, um, to the archived radio show:
http://www.worldtalkradio.com/show.asp?sid=363
Um.
If you would like further proof that I am, in fact, who I say I am and not a convict sitting in San Quentin getting my rocks off on tricking the Internet, then I invite you to listen in tomorrow (that would be Tuesday) at 1 p.m. PST to World Talk Radio. Mary and I are being interviewed by the CEO of KidsMomsDads.com, a company that helps you find the best toys for your child based on his or her specific developmental level (we plug them, they plug us, it's all good). Mr. CEO actually stumbled upon our little ol' PiP when he was researching one of his other esteemed guests (btw, check out their show on brain development, it's pretty interesting).
If you're unable to listen in live tomorrow at that time, then you can listen anytime you like after the taping as the show is archived for a couple weeks.
Tomorrow's topic will be -- surprise! -- blogging as an information resource for parents.
Click here if you have any desire to listen to my nasal voice.
Someone sent us this story of true parenting grit!
