I made a decision long ago that I would not attend any of the housewife parties where the purpose is to sell products. By excluding all, it would be nothing personal when it came time to decline yet another invitation from a well-meaning friend hoping to score a few dollars and a complimentary pizza stone.
Some of the little postcard invitations I've received in the mail over the years....
Pampered Chef As I am neither pampered, nor a chef, I see no point in wasting anyone's time.
Tupperware and the like Can someone please explain to me the wrong in using sour cream containers, peanut butter jars, yogurt cups and pickle jars to store my leftovers in?
Discovery Toys Discovery. My idea of a kid discovering something would be to set him on the floor with a carboard box, some markers and some TP tubes. I'm not sure what has ever been discovered by a child pushing a button to hear the ABC song or the naming of all the colors or counting to 20 in Spanish.
Passion Parties I'm no Dr. Ruth, but seems to me if you need facilitative devices in order to have fun during S.E.X. (sorry, that's how my Mom always spoke the word and old habits die hard) then you might be doing something wrong. Isn't the whole idea of sex is that it's supposed to be fun? OK, I mean aside from the whole procreative thing. The need for devices, toys, aids, what-have-you .... kinda like giving a kid a DS to play with when he's riding the Serpent at Six Flags. Wait. Maybe The Serpent wasn't the best roller coaster name to use to illustrate my point here.
Clicking the button is like hitting the pinata. You know you want to do it!
Like Mr. Rogers used to say (paraphrased), Won't - you be - my Followers?
A Little History
Quite frankly, I don't know what I was thinking at the time. We went from 3 kids by birth to "oh, let's adopt a 4th" without a whole lot of deliberation.
While adopting said 4th (in Kazakhstan), we met a young man of 8 yrs by the name of Borya. Thought he was a pretty nice kid and years later found out we could adopt him too. Only thing was, he came as a 2-in-1 package with his younger sister Ylia. What the hay, said we, and rushed headlong into the adoption process. Again. To adopt two kids that were 10 and 13 at the time.
Started a blog to keep track of where my head was in this adoption game. When Borya and Ylia arrived home, we were suddenly the proud parents of six kids, ages 9, 10, 11, 11, 13 and 13.
That was back in 2009, but I still blog. I figure what doesn't make us laugh makes us cry, and I'd rather be laughing.
Also? We live on a farm(ish) with a few dozen critters. You're just as likely to read a post about the farming side of things as you are the parenting side. Thought you might want to know in case you have allergies or something.
As for the structure of this blog, I pretty much post on a daily basis, and I tend to be all over the place in what I write about, so if it's nice, neat and compartmentalized you're looking for, be off with you now, you won't find it here.
I do have some structure, though, I'm not a total bohemian. I roll like this:
Mon: Mirth Monday. A little somethin' to make you chuckle.
Tues: Sometimes Adoption Tuesday, sometimes A Tip For Tuesday, sometimes random thoughts.
Weds: Wordless Wednesday. Usually a photo or some artwork from myself or one of my oh-so-talented children.
Thurs: all random, all the time.
Fri: Farm Friday. Speaks for itself.
Sat, Sun: More random musings.
Feel free to explore and don't be shy -- drop me a line to say hello, and be sure to add yourself as a follower. Feeds my ego in a big way. I'm very insecure.
Cast of Characters
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Our Family in 2009
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