Tag: gift of writing

Time to write again

I have let this site lay dormant for far too long. I think my drive to write so much during 2015 really slowed in January 2016 when I took a totally new kind of job that was super creative.  I got to add all sorts of funny and art and images and editing to what I did during the day, so it didn’t come seeping out of me at night the same way it had been.

It was also hard to write because in lots of ways it was a hard parenting year. Not that my kids weren’t still totally and completely amazing, but we had lots of struggles to figure out what was going on and what we needed to do and how to help our daughters, especially the oldest one, be their best, happiest selves (if that is something people can ever figure out for themselves, let alone other beings…).  And while I loved working on such an important challenge, I was hard in some ways because I didn’t see as much silly humor in what happened day-to-day. Or I saw it, but it didn’t feel the same as it had before and I was reluctant to write about it.

But I am in a different phase in life again and have found myself missing my writing outlet.  I have some ideas for new ways to reboot, so I intend to be back.

I have missed you.

I have a blog, or, the story of how I write to you not on Facebook

My husband (“Mr. Incredible” for the purposes of this new writing platform) gave me a blog for Christmas!  It was the best present for two reasons: 1) it was a complete surprise, which I think is almost impossible to do now-a-days for someone with whom you live, commute, and share an Amazon Prime account 2) It is something I have been thinking about and talking about but not actually doing because I didn’t quite know how and wasn’t quite sure. But now I don’t have to think about it or set it up. I have a blog. Boom.  Thanks, Mr. Incredible (hereafter “MI,” since I am tried of typing that all out already. Remember it is flattering.).

My old ideas for a hypothetical blog included this title–Parenthetical Asides–because such phrases are a notable characteristic of the way I write (as you’ll come to see) and my favorite way of infusing my (obviously witty and important) opinion into stories about life to open them up and make them richer and more funny.

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Happy. Serious. Good looking.

For years I have regaled family and friends with accounts of my children’s hilarity and my experiences as a mother/wife/sister/daughter/employee/aspiring athlete/home cook/consistently poor parker. I take joy in capturing life’s ridiculous, happy, and authentic moments with candor, photos, and the occasional poop story. My hope for this new blog is that its existence will inspire me to think creatively; that it will draw out more light and humor in my surroundings; and, that it will make us both happy.