DH and I are off to Solvang where we will meet Elisa and Markos for a kid-free weekend!
Elisa and the husbands will complete a century bike ride today. I will sleep in and greet them at the finish line bearing Danish waffles. It’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make!
The four of us haven’t spent time without the kids since . . . well, since before the kids were born! Holy crap.
Solvang has many wineries and so does nearby Los Olivos. YUM and YAY!
Can you tell I’ve been looking forward to this?
What are you up to this weekend? Chat away!
Today’s topic: Love You Forever, the children’s book that is either beloved or reviled, depending on your POV. How do you feel about it?
I’m one who loves it. I remember picking it up for the first time in 2008, well after I was a mom, but before I had a son. I had heard people mocking it and picked it up out of curiosity while browsing at a bookstore. Aaaand I was crying like a fool by the end of it. To me, it captured the feeling of a mother’s never ending love.
Yesterday I stumbled across this article, which explains the origins of the story and the author’s inspiration: the loss of his two stillborn babies.
As the author himself explains:
Love You Forever started as a song.
“I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always,
as long as I’m living
my baby you’ll be.”
I made that up after my wife and I had two babies born dead. The song was my song to my dead babies. For a long time I had it in my head and I couldn’t even sing it because every time I tried to sing it I cried. It was very strange having a song in my head that I couldn’t sing.
For a long time it was just a song but one day, while telling stories at a big theatre at the University of Guelph, it occurred to me that I might be able to make a story around the song.
Out popped Love You Forever, pretty much the way it is in the book.
I’m going to have an even harder time getting through that book without crying. I’m SUCH a sap.
Which books, songs, movies, etc., bring on the waterworks for you?
What else is on your mind today? Chat away!
Have you heard about the Linked In/Millennials kerfuffle?
So this 26-year-old woman tries to connect on Linked In with a woman who maintains a jobs board in the Cleveland area. Here is the response she receives:
“Apparently you have heard that I produce a Job Bank, and decided it would be stunningly helpful for your career prospects if I shared my 960+ LinkedIn connections with you—a total stranger who has nothing to offer me,” Blazek wrote to John Carroll University graduate Diana Mekota. “Your invite to connect is inappropriate, beneficial only to you, and tacky.
“Love the sense of entitlement in your generation. And therefore I enjoy denying your invite. … You’re welcome for your humility lesson for the year. Don’t ever reach out to senior practitioners again and assume their carefully curated list of connections is available to you, just because you want to build your network.”
The last line? “Don’t ever write me again.”
What the what?! And two other people have come forward with very similar emails from this woman, so you can’t even chalk it up to a bad day. This is her M.O.
I think back to how I got my reporting job at the Sacramento Bee: a cold email to the executive editor. He was one of very few Latinos to reach such a position at a major daily newspaper, with decades of experience under his belt. I imagine he had dozens of journalists beating down his door, looking for a job.
He wrote me back. He gave me a chance.
I can’t imagine treating someone the way this “Jobs Bank mother” treated this job seeker. And all over a request to connect on Linked In?! Jeez, way to take yourself WAY too seriously.
Have you ever encountered people like this woman? On the flip side, who were the people who helped you up the ladder?
What else is on your mind this weekend? Chat away!
We bought a piano!
We saw it at Costco and the first thing that attracted me was its reasonable size. We started plunking at the keys and it sounded lovely. The Yamaha salesman then informed us it’s a digital piano. Weighs just 145 pounds, needs no tuning, has a headphone jack for quiet practice and a USB port to record the music you play. Weighted keys for the feel of an acoustic piano, and a fraction of the price of a regular piano. Sounded like a win-win to me!
It gets delivered today. Now to find a piano teacher for DD. DS will start lessons when he is 5 or so.
It was kind of an impulsive buy but I always wanted to play an instrument and now I get to live vicariously through my kids. They’re both genuinely excited. So far we have encouraged sports and academics, but I don’t want the arts to get lost in the shuffle, KWIM?
Have you ever made any impulsive buys? What do you want your kids to learn?
And heck, maybe it’s not too late for me to learn!
What’s up with you? Chat away!
What the heck are you up to? Do tell!
Sorry for the late post, I forgot Elisa is away! We caught up yesterday for lunch with our sweeties at American Girl Place in L.A. I will say that back when we met in college, I could never have pictured the awesomeness that awaited us 19 years later!
The cafe and store were practically empty and it was glorious. The traffic on the way home to Orange County? Not so much.
And get this: Elisa and I and our husbands are meeting up for a weekend away soon… WITHOUT THE KIDS. The four of us will be together, sans children, for the first time in more than 10 years. I could not possibly be more stoked.
What are you looking forward to? What’s on your mind today? Chat away!
I’ve got spring cleaning on the brain.
I started yesterday by going through DS’s drawers and closet. I ended up with two small boxes and one big bag full of clothes that no longer fit him. Next on the list is DD’s closet (nightmare!), followed by my own. Then I think I have to whittle our books down (especially the kids’ collection) and then . . . ?
Should I go through all my cabinets? Go room to room, one by one? I have a serious fear of clutter. Those hoarding reality shows are equivalent to a horror movie for me. So far we have done OK; we have no basement, limited attic space, a two car garage and we can still park both cars in it. It’s quite common around here to see garages used strictly as storage spaces. Maybe because of the lack of basements in CA? Still, I feel like we’re drowning in stuff. Especially frickin’ toys, but I know they won’t be around forever.
What is your spring cleaning strategy, and do you have any useful tips to share?
And yes, I know it’s not spring yet. Humor me.