Friday, June 4, 2010

About That...

So I don't blog anymore.  I've realized the reason behind that is because I'm too self conscious and concerned with what other people think.  Mainly people I know.  I'm so worried that a family member or friend of the family will read my genuine thoughts and feelings and then I have to hear it from my mom.  'It' being how our lives should be kept private and the world doesn't need to know about our struggles or ugly stuff.

I guess I'm just torn. I have no problem putting it all out there for strangers to see. But for family? That's the part I'm struggling with.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Where I've Been

I know, I know, I've been MIA for a while.  But its all for a good reason!  I've been pouring all of my internet time and energy into www.mixedandhappy.com!  You can read about how we started here, see who we are here, and visit us on Facebook and Twitter!

I'm so psyched about the growth we've had in the past 2 months and even more excited about what the future holds!  If you haven't stopped by Mixed & Happy yet please do so, that's where I'll be!!


Liz

Thursday, February 18, 2010

To Mayer, or not to Mayer- THAT is the Question.

(I wrote this as a discussion over at Mixed and Happy and thought I'd post it here as well...)


So my dear husband was so thoughtful at Christmas time and gifted me two tickets to a John Mayer concert here in Boston on Feb. 24th.  I like John Mayer's music, I've never owned any of it, but I listen to it on Pandora regularly and really enjoy it. We were both really excited to have a nice date together and enjoy some great live music by a talented performer.


Until now.  For those of you don't know, Mr. Mayer made some (in my opinion) deplorable comments in an interview with Playboy Magazine.  If you haven't read what he said, I'll link over to Racialicious since they are the first site I found that has Mayer's words verbatim. (Go on, read it over, I'll wait.)


With all of the buzz around what he said, and the weight of his words, my husband and I have been thinking, "do we still go to this concert"?

I've been asking a lot of friends and co-workers this same question.  One repeated reply was, "His music is great, that's what you are going there for. You should still go for the music".  While others say, "Why, what's wrong with John Mayer?". When I tell them, they seem thrown off and say something to the effect of, "Oh, wow. I don't know...".  And then there are a few, "You better not go! Sell those tickets!" replies.

I think we know what we are going to do.  I think that regardless of what we do, I know that the excitement of a concert and good music is gone.  I'd find myself thinking about much bigger things than the music that was meant for me to enjoy throughout the show. I know my husband and I would feel out of place at that concert, and I wouldn't be surprised if people felt uncomfortable for us, or even about us.

So, what would you do?

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Dislike

I highly dislike health issues that mess with your hormones,which in turn messes with your mood, energy level, appetite, weight, womanly issues, and challenges your future as a childbearing woman. UGH.

Just had to get that off my chest.  Maybe I'll delve deeper into this, but maybe not.  It all depends on my mood. and energy level.

I'm spent.

Monday, January 11, 2010

Bittersweet

 Well I suppose my first post from my idea list should be the Christmas related one, seeing as if I don't do it now it will probably be 2011 before I do.

Christmas 2009 was my 27th Christmas. The 26 Christmases prior to that were all carbon copies of the previous. Christmas was always at home. Traditions included:

  • Specific Christmas Eve and Christmas Day meals (the Italian tradition of 7 different fish on Christmas Eve, and meat sauce, sausage, meatballs, braciole, pasta, and stuffed artichokes on Christmas Day.)
  • The practice of opening one gift on Christmas Eve (always new pajamas to wear while awaiting Santa)
  • I was "Santa" every year- digging under the tree to find one gift for every member of the family over and over again until we were left with smiles on our faces, appreciation for the thoughtful gifts we'd received, and a colorful sea of wrapping paper under our feet.
  • "Save the Bows". This was my mother's signature phrase as every gift was being opened. We were not a gift bag household, nor a curling ribbon family. Our packages were wrapped with careful precision, and tied with twine, fabric ribbon, and garland, and finished off with coordinating gift tags. My mother and I adored every package, and always stopped to appreciate the time put into its beauty before ripping it open.  She always asked us to save the bows and tags for next year's packages- we lovingly kidded her about it, and always obliged.
This year- Christmas 2009- was the first year it was different.   It was our first Christmas as a married couple.  We stayed in Boston.  We celebrated the holidays together- just the two of us.  My mother spent the holidays with her sister's family, my father had Christmas dinner with friends, and my sister and her family did their own thing now that their twins are old enough to enjoy Christmas.

I worked on Christmas Eve.  That was strange.  Christmas Eve, as I always knew it, was reserved for an entire day of grazing on shrimp scampi, scallops, clams, calamari, swordfish, etc etc (its glorious, really).  Instead, I worked a half day because my job was closing early, picked up Super A, and we went to the grocery store.  Now money is tight and we only have 2 bellies to fill, so we just bought 2 types of fish- smelt and swordfish.  We came home, destroyed the kitchen in our attempts to make a meal, set the table and enjoyed our semi-traditional Christmas Eve dinner.











We added a new tradition of watching random old Christmas movies while drinking hot chocolate (preferably spiked with peppermint Schapps) out of gigantic mugs.  This was one of Super A's one requests.





While enjoying said movies and drinks, we stared at the Christmas tree and realized that we could open all of our gifts on Christmas Eve and no one could stop us.


(Note the bookshelf as our makeshift mantle.   Also- do you like the stockings I made??!)


We waited anyway.

No Christmas Eve pajamas.  We both thought my mother wasn't ready to give up this tradition and were under the impression she was going to be sending our obligatory PJs along with our gifts.  Oops. We will rekindle this tradition next year.

Christmas morning was fun.  We slept in as long as we wanted (although my husband was wide awake long before me and patiently read comic books in bed until I woke up).  He played Santa. I liked it.


(Wearing his new hat from me and his fabulous new gloves from my mom)

We were both really pleased with our gifts and grateful for each others' thoughtfulness.  (I got my Wii fit!!)


(The hula hoop game on the Wii Fit)

 There was also a new tradition of cinnamon buns for breakfast (yum!).  And there was still wrapping paper aftermath (I didn't save any bows, but did request that we keep the pretty tags for next year's use).


Then I made home made meat sauce for the pasta.   No braciole, no sausage, no artichokes.  There was supposed to be meatballs, but I was so overwhelmed at the grocery store the day before that I apparently grabbed ground pork instead of ground beef.  Um, eww?  But we carried on, used our new china and inhereted silverware for the first time and had our first Christmas dinner of our married lives.



Halfway through dinner (which was quite silent because we had run out of things to talk about at this point), Super A said, "Next year we are crashing your sister's.  This is way too quiet".

I agreed.  We smiled.

This entire holiday season was a roller coaster. Bittersweet for sure.  It was nice to be able to just spent quality time with each other, but I missed the "normal" holidays.  I had to hold back tears on more than one occasion when I felt overwhelmed or not in the holiday mood or just plain sad that Christmas will never be the "same".  I guess its this way for any kid when their parents separate.  Its not the fact that my parents aren't together- that was to be expected and in fact was expected for a very long time.  Its just the actual change that was a lot for me.  I am very much in love with tradition, culture, and feasting on the same food as generations before me.  Generations and genealogy.

Family.

My husband and I realized that 10 years from now we will reminisce on that first quiet Christmas, as we watch children and family buzz about, and secretly whisk ourselves away for a moment of quiet.  Like that quiet Christmas of 2009.







Monday, January 4, 2010

Copping Out

I have had quite a few blogging ideas over the past few weeks, but I just can't seem to get myself to get them on the computer, read through, edit and post them.

So many ideas. So much time. So much more laziness.

I really need to get motivated!

In the mean time, here are some random thoughts (better known as my typical blogging cop-out)

  • I really need to make an appoinment with an optomitrist.  I have been getting daily headaches for about two weeks now, along with a lot of strain on my left (weaker) eye and a lot of neck pain as well.  Last time I had all of these symptoms, I was in need of a new prescription. As soon as I get paid- glasses are first on the list.
  • The Wii Fit balance board (that hubby got me for Christmas) is great!  Its a lot of fun and one or both of us has used it every day since Christmas morning.
  • I must motivate myself to do the strength training and cardio games on the Wii Fit- that's what I wanted it for in the first place!
  • It has been awesome spending more time with Super A while he is on break between semesters. It will be hard to see him return to his mistress (aka art school) in a 2 weeks.
  • Maybe a list of my blogging ideas is a good way for me to get the ball rolling on actually writing said posts!
My Hopeful Upcoming Posts:
  • How we are planning on paying off our credit cards and budgeting our money
  • A bittersweet Christmas
  • My goals for getting in better shape
  • Questions about Husbands
  • Vague business-oriented questions
  • Not Milk? Part Deux
  • Why I am proud of us
I realize that list is totally random- as are my thoughts, and my life for that matter!  Regardless, hopefully I can tackle one post a week just to get into the swing of things.

And let me just leave you with this request- if anyone that should happen to stumble upon my blog a week from now not see a substantial post here- please call the Blogger authorities and request my blogging rights be revoked.  Also- please yell at me about my lack of follow through- it will motivate me to actually do it!

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Hey!

Hey! I just realized it has been one year and one day since my first blog post. Neat-o! I thought I'd adorn the blog with a few pictures of this year's Christmas tree since that's what my first post was (I still like how the light sparkles off my rings :)


(and yes we do dine at the same table where I sew)