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Showing posts with label Apropos of Nothing. Show all posts
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Are You BAD Enough?

From time to time I’m approached by
different companies asking if I’d promote their product on my
website; as my website readership grows I guess I become more of a
blip on the radar of different publicity machines. At any rate, I
toss most of those requests in the garbage, not finding it
necessary to give someone else free publicity unless I really love
their product and want to support the (usually parent-based)
company behind it.


Last week, though, I was contacted by a company hoping I’d
put the word out about casting for a new reality television show
that sounds interesting. Before you roll your eyes (as I did before
I read the thing) just check out the details – you know
I’m not going to pass it on if it doesn’t sound
somewhat legit. Basically, they’re casting a new cooking show
and seeking really really BAD cooks for a two-week boot camp with a
celebrity chef. So if you’re in New York and suck at cooking
and wanna be on t.v., follow the details and let me know if you
make it on. Here ya go, and remember that I have no affiliation
with this company whatsoever and make no guarantees that they are
legit:


The Countdown Continues

In keeping with my effort to be deliberate
about our traditions and what they teach our kids, I’ve
started a new one this year based on the typical Advent calendar
– you know, those paper things with windows to open and
pictures to see which help you count down to Christmas.


Last year I knew I wanted to find a permanent Advent calendar we
could re-use every year, becoming part of our family traditions. I
wanted a religious one, rather than a “hang a new present on
the Christmas tree” type of calendar or toy. I finally found
one that fit the bill at Constructive Playthings; with my
cheapskate patience, I waited until after Christmas and bought it
on sale for this year.


Website Photos Update

Dear Family Members (specifically Gamma,
who’s been hassling me for the last few months that there are
no new photos up on the website for her to show off at work):


I’ve finally updated the photo galleries here at 1M2A, which
means you can now see Maddie in something more recent than a
Christmas shot. To view the newest photos, click on whatever random
photo is currently on your screen. That’ll take you to the
photo gallery. Once in the gallery, no matter what picture
you’ve clicked on you’ll see the last photo listed on
the left – number 241, “window gazing”. The
photos numbered in chronological order, so that’s from the
most recent batch. Clicking on that will take you to the end of the
line and you can browse from there.


Of course, I’ve also updated “Maddie’s
Friends”, mostly with pictures of her and her main hang,
Naomi, so those are worth viewing as well.


So enjoy the new pics and show them around the office to your
heart’s content. Happy now?


Yours truly,


Mommy

The Mother of All Chocolate Blogs: Part I

I have to make a couple disclaimers here:


First, if you don’t like chocolate, I’ll see you in a
couple days. Best to stop reading now.


Second, this research was done as a service to you, the readers. I
didn’t conduct it as an excuse to eat a lot of chocolate.


Ok, that second one may not be entirely true. But moving to the
point of this article –


I’m an admitted chocoholic. Worse than that, I’m a
snobby one – I love those expensive, dark chocolates with
fancy names and ridiculously high cocoa contents. When I was
pregnant with Madeleine, I remember being shocked and dismayed that
I spent my whole first trimester NOT WANTING CHOCOLATE. Honestly, I
thought it’d be the worst part of the pregnancy; how could I
be robbed of one of my biggest joys? But no matter how I tried, the
thought of chocolate didn’t get me excited.


September 11th

Several weeks ago, Jen asked me if I would guest blog for her while she, Maddie and Brian went on vacation. Jen, I hope that you are all getting some much-needed rest. Maddie, that means you need to sleep, too.



It is a lovely, breezy day here, Jen, so you are missing out on one of the joys of New York in the fall. The entire city seems like an ambient, outdoor room. In a previous life, I would be people watching at an outdoor café, sipping some warm beverage and writing in my journal. The city seems empty today. Maybe it is just because it is the usual Sunday quiet that I savored on long walks years ago as a single woman living with roommates in the East Village. But it seems different. Somber. When I post this blog it will be September 11th, the 5th anniversary of the attack of The World Trade Center. Much will be said about it tomorrow, many will be remembered. I think about the families who ache with the emptiness of loss and especially the parents and children who have lost spouses and parents. I pray for the survivors. May you find redemption in unexpected places, may your lives be filled with grace.

Abby

In Passing . . .






 As I was crossing (against the light, I admit) 72nd Street at Broadway, a
mother came towards me with her daughter, maybe 5 years old. As they
passed me, I heard -

"Mommy, why are we walking when the sign says,
'Don't walk'?"

"That's an excellent question and I'm very
proud of you for noticing that. Now hurry up, we're late."




New American Idol Winner is Selected

It’s official – the new American Idol winner has been selected.




The Go-To Girlfriend Gets Vocal






Get ready world – I am no longer confined to speaking my mind in the blog
world.

Starting tomorrow, I’ll be speaking up on the radio.

One
Thursday a month I’ll be speaking on an internet radio show geared towards
moms, specifically moms who work from home. The show is on every Thursday
2 p.m. EST and covers a wide variety of topics designed to help moms
juggle home, kids, work, and life in general! I’ll be speaking on
organization for a few months; this month’s topic is organizing your kids’
clothing.

So dig me! Now I’ve got a voice to go with my keyboard.
Watch out, unorganized world. Here I come. If there’s any corner of this
world that’s not heard of the Container
Store
, it won’t be left in the dark for long.

If
you’re interested in learning more, click here
to get the scoop from the Moms
With A Spine
website.

And of course if anyone has any tips
on staying on top of your kids’ wardrobe, please email me! I’m only as
good as my community behind me! I promise I’ll give you credit. Mommies
have to stick together!





Cool Website Update!

I thought I’d expand my personal Mommy Focus Group and find out what the rest of you are up to; how you do things and what your opinions are on parenting styles, nursing issues, and fun small stuff. So I’ve started a weekly poll; it’s on the right underneath all my menu tabs. A new one will be up every Monday and you can vote all week. I’ll check out the results and post them (probably with an opinion of my own!) the next Monday. And in case you’re wondering, I’m not collecting this info and selling it to Johnson and Johnson or Toys R Us. Just for my own morbid curiosity. And if you feel the need to explain your vote, feel free to email me (jennifer@1mother2another.com) with your reasons. Believe it or not, I’m actually interested!

 

You don’t need to be a registered user to vote; just click and submit! So check out this week’s poll and let the world know – what kind of a hiney wiper are you?

Welcome to the World

Remember me mentioning the unending tide of babies in an earlier blog
 
I’ve had three girlfriends give birth over the past six weeks, and shout-outs are long overdue.  So, to –
 
Eva Vesper
Nathaniel David
Sophie Grace
 
-         I say, welcome to the world, kiddos; we’re glad you’re here.
 
And to Angie, Jen, and Sandra, great job, ladies; I’m very proud of you. 
 
But why are you on the computer instead of sleeping?

Making Life That Little Bit Easier

Proving we really are the city with everything, NYC now has its first map of daddy changing tables across the city.  Click here to check it out; Daddytypes blogger Greg has designed a cool Google Map overlay with info on the best places to check under the hood if you’ve got the babe for the day.
 
And he’s even willing to go you one better – he’s working on a version you can download to your Blackberry; no more furtive wipe swipes on the floor of the children’s section of Barnes and Noble.
 
What more can an urban dad need?
 
p.s. – if you’re having trouble reading the map (say, it loads you up in Ft. Wayne Indiana!) make sure you’re using Mozilla Firefox instead of Internet Explorer.

Reality Bites - And We Love It

Last summer when Madeleine was in her first few weeks, life was a big blur to me most of the time.  Everything revolved around feedings; whether one had just happened, she was in mid-meal, or about to eat again, it seemed a nursing was never more than half an hour away.  I found myself hiney-bound for a large portion of each 24-hour cycle (calling it “night and day” is laughable when a baby’s that age) and needing some sort of entertainment or escape for part of it.  Too exhausted to read during any of her 12 feedings, I turned occasionally to television to distract me and let my mind wander.  Finding the right television show, though, is crucial; watch one that makes you think too much and you’re exhausted.  Watch cartoons or something and you’re not drawn in at all and end up sitting there staring, unable to even veg out.  So where’s a girl to turn?
 
Hi, my name’s Jennifer, and I watched reality TV.
 
(Hi, Jennifer.)

There's One In Every Family

Only a few more days before Christmas and the big event that accompanies it – the Family Dinner.  I feel duty-bound to remind you all to be on your guard; every family’s got a crazy Uncle Al in their closet who hops the kids up on sugar, teaches them the theory behind building a parachute for jumping off the roof from mommy’s nightgown, then breezes out as you spot your angelic-looking son sidling up to your lingerie drawer.

How do I know this?  I’ve got my own Uncle Al.

Only his name’s Uncle Doug.