Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Bloggity blog blog
I don't know why I find the creation of blogs addictive. But I do. When I'm into blogging, I usually create another blog or two. Sure, last night I deleted an old blog, but today I created two more.
One is mostly for family. This past Christmas, I felt that I had a hard time sharing my wish list with people who wanted it. So many of the things that I would like to have are not on Amazon, and they're not always available through Froogle. In addition, some of the things that Sweetie has on her wishlist aren't on Amazon. So now I've created FitzWish, which will allow me to have in a clear location the links to everyone's wishlist and other interesting information for gift-givers.
The other blog is a knitting blog. I keep wanting a place to see what all I've accomplished and what projects I have to look forward to, and this is how I decided to do it. It's at Knitabel, and I'm feeling better about it already.
Updates about Sweetie will mostly happen here at CheekyFaith, unless I start really acting on the original idea behind CheekyFaith in the first place.
TaTa for now!
Anabel
One is mostly for family. This past Christmas, I felt that I had a hard time sharing my wish list with people who wanted it. So many of the things that I would like to have are not on Amazon, and they're not always available through Froogle. In addition, some of the things that Sweetie has on her wishlist aren't on Amazon. So now I've created FitzWish, which will allow me to have in a clear location the links to everyone's wishlist and other interesting information for gift-givers.
The other blog is a knitting blog. I keep wanting a place to see what all I've accomplished and what projects I have to look forward to, and this is how I decided to do it. It's at Knitabel, and I'm feeling better about it already.
Updates about Sweetie will mostly happen here at CheekyFaith, unless I start really acting on the original idea behind CheekyFaith in the first place.
TaTa for now!
Anabel
Monday, January 23, 2006
An old post, from April 2004
I was sorting through my different blogs (yes, odd as it seems, I have several that I never keep up) and found this lone post in a blog that I'm about to delete. I'd hate to lose this entry, though, so here it is for our enjoyment.
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Saturday, April 3, 2004:
aaah, a new journal page. ain't it pretty?
i thought i'd try this method of thinking things out. i've really enjoyed reading other people's livejournaly thingies, but I hadn't really thought about doing it myself until today. But I think a lot and I websurf a lot and it would be interesting to create a little mini-journal of what I'm looking at.
Today it seems to be about nursing in Indian style clothes. I really really like saris, but I totally don't have the nerve to wear one yet (or even buy one!) because can you imagine a six-foot tall large blonde woman looking at all *normal* in a sari? It's really a humourous concept. But i've been wandering around eshakti lately, and it's a pretty fabulous deal. Just think... you pay a reasonably small amount (like $30ish) and they give you custom tailored pants, a shirt/dress thing, and a scarf. You pick the design! I really don't get why I'm still shopping at regular american stores where I don't really fit the clothes or the style.
But I'm still breastfeeding. Happily and contentedly and I hope it lasts for a while. Sophia doesn't seem to mind, and neither does Eric. So I'm breastfeeding. But you can't just hike up a salwar kameez and start nursing a child anywhere other than at home. Even if you have matiching pants and a scarf. So I emailed eshakti and asked if they have any suggestions. I can just imagine someone'll open that email and think the Indian equivalent of "whoah-- she's gringo!" But hopefully they'll say "oh, yeah, that happens all the time. we just didn't think anyone in the US would be interested. here are the nursing opening choices" and I'll be the happiest mama around.
In searching around this morning, here's what I found:
Alhanna seems to be for muslim women, and this outfit was a suggestion for "nursing sisters"
Tracey Report at berkely had a reference to women in salwar suits and saris breastfeeding at a meeting of women. Definitely interesting, as was the rest of it.
Jitterbug which is how I got into this blogging thing today... she talked about breastfeeding, and she talked about getting salwar suits for her birthday. All and all she sounds like an interesting lady to me... just as white as I am but not letting that restrain her clothing choices. I've been too restrained of late. But hopefully that'll change.
I need to watch "Under the Tuscan Sun" again. That really freed me the other month. It was an amazing breath of fresh air in my life that had gotten rather putrid and otherwise stale. I want to let go and enjoy life a little more. I totally enjoy my daughter, and I love my husband, but sometimes I forget that I need to love my life and my environment and the people that I work with/for and God and all those great things that make life worth bothering with.
I'm a little stressed about work. You know how you can work and work and work and work and work and feel pretty good about where you are, then take couple days off, and come back and it seems like you're behind on everything and there's absolutely no way you could ever finish everything on time that you need to and everyone is counting on you and waiting for you to do things but you really just can't work any faster and they sometimes ask "so what is it you do during the day?" It's tiring and it makes me want to just stop working. I really do enjoy my job, but it's truly overwhelming almost all the time. Even when I don't have Sophia with me. Here it is, my day off, and I'm stressing out about Confirmation and Tahoe. Ick! I want a day off! Actually, it would help if I worked more than 2 days in a row, but that's not going to happen for at least another 9 weeks. No one ever mentions the whole point of a five day work week... it's so you can get up to speed on Monday, and actually get stuff done Tuesday through Thursday until you're too tired to keep going on Friday when you socialize with everyone and keep up good working relationships. Then the two days off are time *away*. But my schedule -- Sat=off, Sun=work, Mon=off, Tues=work, Wed=off, Thurs & Fri=work -- just is impossible to get the ball really moving. I have three Mondays a week! And only one Tuesday, but it's acutally a Friday which always seems like the end of a week because Saturday is off again, like normal human beings. But I get to work with my daughter, and I spend more time with my husband than any other full time worker excluding those who work with their husbands. It's a good deal in some ways. But it's still Saturday and I'm still stressing out about all the things I need to do at work!
That seems long enough.
Have a great day!
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Saturday, April 3, 2004:
aaah, a new journal page. ain't it pretty?
i thought i'd try this method of thinking things out. i've really enjoyed reading other people's livejournaly thingies, but I hadn't really thought about doing it myself until today. But I think a lot and I websurf a lot and it would be interesting to create a little mini-journal of what I'm looking at.
Today it seems to be about nursing in Indian style clothes. I really really like saris, but I totally don't have the nerve to wear one yet (or even buy one!) because can you imagine a six-foot tall large blonde woman looking at all *normal* in a sari? It's really a humourous concept. But i've been wandering around eshakti lately, and it's a pretty fabulous deal. Just think... you pay a reasonably small amount (like $30ish) and they give you custom tailored pants, a shirt/dress thing, and a scarf. You pick the design! I really don't get why I'm still shopping at regular american stores where I don't really fit the clothes or the style.
But I'm still breastfeeding. Happily and contentedly and I hope it lasts for a while. Sophia doesn't seem to mind, and neither does Eric. So I'm breastfeeding. But you can't just hike up a salwar kameez and start nursing a child anywhere other than at home. Even if you have matiching pants and a scarf. So I emailed eshakti and asked if they have any suggestions. I can just imagine someone'll open that email and think the Indian equivalent of "whoah-- she's gringo!" But hopefully they'll say "oh, yeah, that happens all the time. we just didn't think anyone in the US would be interested. here are the nursing opening choices" and I'll be the happiest mama around.
In searching around this morning, here's what I found:
Alhanna seems to be for muslim women, and this outfit was a suggestion for "nursing sisters"
Tracey Report at berkely had a reference to women in salwar suits and saris breastfeeding at a meeting of women. Definitely interesting, as was the rest of it.
Jitterbug which is how I got into this blogging thing today... she talked about breastfeeding, and she talked about getting salwar suits for her birthday. All and all she sounds like an interesting lady to me... just as white as I am but not letting that restrain her clothing choices. I've been too restrained of late. But hopefully that'll change.
I need to watch "Under the Tuscan Sun" again. That really freed me the other month. It was an amazing breath of fresh air in my life that had gotten rather putrid and otherwise stale. I want to let go and enjoy life a little more. I totally enjoy my daughter, and I love my husband, but sometimes I forget that I need to love my life and my environment and the people that I work with/for and God and all those great things that make life worth bothering with.
I'm a little stressed about work. You know how you can work and work and work and work and work and feel pretty good about where you are, then take couple days off, and come back and it seems like you're behind on everything and there's absolutely no way you could ever finish everything on time that you need to and everyone is counting on you and waiting for you to do things but you really just can't work any faster and they sometimes ask "so what is it you do during the day?" It's tiring and it makes me want to just stop working. I really do enjoy my job, but it's truly overwhelming almost all the time. Even when I don't have Sophia with me. Here it is, my day off, and I'm stressing out about Confirmation and Tahoe. Ick! I want a day off! Actually, it would help if I worked more than 2 days in a row, but that's not going to happen for at least another 9 weeks. No one ever mentions the whole point of a five day work week... it's so you can get up to speed on Monday, and actually get stuff done Tuesday through Thursday until you're too tired to keep going on Friday when you socialize with everyone and keep up good working relationships. Then the two days off are time *away*. But my schedule -- Sat=off, Sun=work, Mon=off, Tues=work, Wed=off, Thurs & Fri=work -- just is impossible to get the ball really moving. I have three Mondays a week! And only one Tuesday, but it's acutally a Friday which always seems like the end of a week because Saturday is off again, like normal human beings. But I get to work with my daughter, and I spend more time with my husband than any other full time worker excluding those who work with their husbands. It's a good deal in some ways. But it's still Saturday and I'm still stressing out about all the things I need to do at work!
That seems long enough.
Have a great day!
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
We all tried on the aprons that Grandma Joyce made for us. The bottom right picture is sweetie trying on her new sling.
The pile under the tree was lovely this year, to the delight of our resident child.
Here is my sweetie with her Christmas stocking. I don't think it's so long when it's empty, but it sure looks as big as she is in this picture.
Here she is in the actual performance (lower left-hand corner). Her role required her to enter the scene by crawling with the other animals down an aisle, saying her lines: "oink. oink. oink," which she did with quiet gusto. Then she sat at the nativity scene, and then crawled back to her excited and supportive parents.
Here's sweetie as she prepares for the Christmas pagent rehearsal. She is very excited to play the pig in the Nativity.
