I have stated before that I am not really sure what this blog is about. Some blogs are about adoption, some are about kids, some are about saying what you feel strongly about. Some are mommy blogs, others are home schooling blogs. You get the idea. I have seen some beautiful writing and have several on my favorites list that highlight design, baby products, clothes, adoption journeys, infertility journeys, craft's, etc. I just figured out how to do a blogroll and will be listing the blogs I visit really soon.
Mine is about...not much of anything really. My blog is the 5th year senior that is majoring in "undecided". Mostly, it is nice to write and have some time to process things in my mind. It is really helpful to have "computer writing time" on my schedule because it helps me keep up the sites I have for the families of Cubby and Squeaky. I do their stuff first and I often don't have time for the Crazy site. It is also nice to have a project that has a beginning, middle and end. This is something that I don't get much of in the hamster wheel of mommy-hood. I miss that part about working.
I write lots of entries that don't ever get published. Nor should they b/c they are usually overly emotional and ridiculous. Writing does help me to get things out of my system. I am prone to periods of "the blues". There are certain times of my life that I feel like the weight of the world, and all the sadness of the world is residing on my shoulders and I am not doing enough to make things better. I am not raising enough money. I am not being proactive enough about getting my "message" out there. Especially after I have spent large amounts of time doing Africa stuff. I need to get things off my chest and out of my brain so that I can think again and not just feel hurt and helpless. Here is where you come in, reader. We have all heard much of the hoopla about Madonna adopting a child from Malawi. I have seen articles and blogs and anger...oh, the ANGER in adoption-land. I must confess that I have a very unpopular view of the whole thing. Do you want to hear it or are you sick of it already? I know that I am sick of it but I am just curious.
It is either that or details about the trip Lulu and I took to Disneyland (best trip ever). You can hear all about how I had to remind myself that I did NOT have my black children with me and to stop staring at all the BEAUTIFUL black hair I saw there. I saw lots of great styles and 'do's that I wanted to commit to memory. I have become more aware of how much time hair takes and Nori's 5 inch afro is in need of some help. I have been putting head bands w/ bows on her but it is time to braid (do you braid baby hair? Or should I just do afro puffs? hmmmmm). I also would like to apologize to all the folks in Disneyland last week that saw me staring at them. It was out of awe and admiration...but w/out the babies I just looked like a crazy person instead of a white woman who was getting hair inspiration.
So...it is up to you readers. Madonna (and risk my blog actually having an opinion and be "about something") or just more kid stuff? Mom, you are not allowed to vote b/c I know you just want pictures of the grandbabies. :-)
P.S. Africa stuff is making me CRAZY this week. It is too much "hard" and not enough "happy" lately. I have some GREAT stuff that will never see the light of day :-)
P.S.S. 20 buck to the first person who knows who Karl Pilkington is............... No googling allowed.