More me.
I really wish I was a more consistent blogger. I spend hours reading and being inspired by others, but I just can't bring myself to posting myself - "the timing isn't right", "i'm being too judgy", "this is not the right picture", "i've already seen this on another blog or pinterest".
I've also been really thinking about what my blog identity is. For awhile I was a Mom blogger (ick), and before that a teacher blogger (not really). Sometimes I like to post photos of my home and crafts and book reviews and playlists. I don't know. Jack of all trades perhaps. I am all of those things: mom, teacher, crafter, blogger (wife, daughter, sister, reader, friend, eater, techie, music-lover...) but I don't want to be pigeon-holed into one category. Not one of those things defines me - all of those things do. The interesting thing is that I get all annoyed with bloggers who I have pegged for DIYs start writing about their babies, and those who I counted on for good momisms write more about fashion... or just get downright braggy. Double standard I guess. But I'm allowed, it's my virtual world.
I am also in the bad habit of posting to many images and too few words. Reading back over my last (lack of) posts, I've realized that more impersonal, lists or captioned-photos have flooded my feed. I love them, but I need more text.
My new blogging goal is to write more. I've never been very verbose to begin with. I need to pick things I love - favourite people, favourite places, favourite things and think of stories about them and write. This is how I teach my kids to write small moments à la Lucy Caukins at the beginning of each year. Just do it. Don't get caught up in reading other people's blogs and mirror them. Be true. Be you.
I haven’t abandoned you.
I feel the blogging urge coming back. It might be because there are only 24 school days left for the year.
I'll be back soon.
I've got lots to say.
xo
#fmsphotoaday – March
It is the end of monthTWO of my instagram photo challenge fun. I played along with all 31 pics for March with some lovely gals and Chantelle at FatMumSlim. You should follow me on instagram and play along with the photo challenges. I am @mmewright.
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Happy Easter: an animated greeting.
An animated .gif for you. How 1997. My husband can daaaance.
Easter 2012. Nice horse.
Easter 2011. Nice bike.
Sixty Years of Memories.
60 years old.
60 envelopes.
60+ memories from friends & family, near & far. (that tend to be about beer & general debauchery...)
Thank you to everyone who contributed. This photo says it all.
Happy birthday daddio. xo
** This is not an original idea. Holly's post over at Nothing but Bonfires about 60-year-memories has been pinned like wildfire. I've had it saved for a year now, just waiting.
A party about nothing.
My dad turned 60 this week. Andrea and I planned a classy affair for him Saturday at the Walkerville Brewery. The beer was flowing, the pizzas were delicious and the laughs were contagious.
The theme? Seinfeld. If you know my dad at all, most of his daily activities and stories reference an episode. His birthday party planners paid homage.
Art Vandelay business cards.
A large BRO.
A festivus pole (Bagels, no!).
Airing of Grievances forms (found here).
No extra squares to spare in the bathroom.
Kenny Rogers Roasters (rubber) chicken.
Black & White cookies (two races of flavour living side-by-side)
Marble Rye & a babka.
Refuse eclairs (half-eaten in a garbage).
Junior Mints & Juji Fruits & Pez
A handglued fusilli Jerry.
Pretzels & no-double-dipping dips.
A big salad (with tomatoes like volleyballs!) & poppy seed dressing.
Muffin tops (and stumps for the homeless).
Snickers (cut up with a knife & fork).
Advertisements for Rochelle, Rochelle, Del Boca Vista, Little Jerry's fighting debut, the soup Nazi & Kramerica Industries.
Donations to the Human Fund.
And no Lindsay party is complete without a handful of buttons (I was in the pool!, They're real and they're spectacular!, Serenity Now!, Anti-dentite, Giddy-up! and Master of my DOMAIN.)
We also had some trivia cards, a Kramer poster, some books, a pillow set up for under-the-table naps and Seinfeld episodes playing on the projector.
I hope you enjoyed it daddio! xoxo.
*If you would like to hold your own Seinfeld-themed or Festivus party, and would like to use my printables - let me know!
Way-Back Wednesday
What? It is completely normal that I am sitting in a drawer ripping up paper. Don't you think? (Me, circa 1983)
It's just as normal as putting on a winter hat and bib and reading a novel in a tunnel (Eli, circa 2013).
March 17: Two years later.
St Patrick's Day 2011 and 2012 and 2013.
Our yearly tradition (click!) of enjoying a Guinness, music and lunch at the Hawg's was thwarted by Winter hours. Since the pub was closed today, we had our yearly beer at the Bruce.
And because I thought our photo shoot was superRAD, I thought I'd post a couple more. Happy St. Patty's day!
A
It’s Friday morning, play music for…
With a lot of Country musak around these parts (including my husband blaring Willie Nelson), I've been seeking something else.
Enter Songza.
If you haven't yet played around with this super-rad app/site - then run (don't walk) and try it. Rob has been listening to it for quite sometime and my sister has shared some playlists with me. It is a live streaming of music. The Consierge (pictured above) suggests playlists for the time of day, mood and activity you may be embarking on. I, however, am drawn to the pre-made playlists. Here are some gems that make my heart skip a beat.
90210 Slumber Party: Relive your bright and summer California-in-the-90s memories with these musical guests and soundtrack highlights.
Sparkle & Shine: Cleaning with Showtunes: No reason not to feel like a star when sweeping the dust away. Let the stars of Broadway lend a hand with some heart-felt bounce from the footlights of the great white way.
Acoustic Bedtime: Here's a batch of acoustic cuts by some of the best singer-songwriters around, from the 60s to present, to help you enter dreamland with ease.
Yummy Yummy Sugar Sugar: Late 60s bubblegum, with a touch of breezy AM pop and a few Saturday morning favourites added in for good measure.
Blogged 50: We read all teh music blogs so you don't have to.
Canuck Folk: Perhaps it's the vast countryside, the towering mountains, or the epic prairies, but Canada has long inspired singer-songwriters to weave gorgeous music with beautiful verse. Enjoy some of our legendary troubadours as well as the new generation who are carrying on the tradition.
Other playlists that I am sampling: Kids Favourite Disney Covers, Dawson's Creek, Coffee Shop Sway, la musique de French, Songs to raise your kids to, The Ultimate Les Mis, Mr. Sandman, Classic Canadians, Movie Musicals.
Oh, the playlists of my life.
Eli: Guest Blogger: Travel Edition
Oh hey guys! I'm staying at a new house this week. I went in the car, on a bus and on an airplane to get here. And I don't have to wear my boots. It must be far away. Daddy and Gramps and uncle Doug have been getting into their tight clothes and taking their big bicycles somewhere all morning. I've been spending some quality time with Mommo, Cata and the fresh air.
Here are my favourite things on my trip...
I get to spend countless hours outside running, jumping and rolling around in the yard in the gardens and grass. I've made trails under a hedge for Thomas and the Batmobile and held many conversations with sticks. I've also been taking some great naps, blowing lots of bubbles, climbing trees, stairs and giant rocks. I've been riding moose and bikes.
The best part of trip. I saw Woody* in real life! I cried his name a few times, but he didn't answer.
[*Editors note: Eli did not see Woody. He saw a tall, skinny man wearing a large cowboy hat and boots. He did yell "Hi Woody!" a number of times over and over again. That part is true.]
#FMSphotoaday
I jumped on the instagram wagon. Behind the pack. No, we didn't get iphones, but I did install the app on my pink ipad. Of course, I had to jump right into a photo project. Chantelle at FatMumSlim posts monthly photo challenges with very simple (or very complicated?) themes each day. I played along with all 28 pics for Feb with my rad friends @elphabaly and @joelenemurphy and the people trending #FMSphotoaday.
[NB: At first I thought that I found a new blogger to love, but then quickly realized that I have rekindled a love for an old blogger from the past. I started reading Chantelle's letters to Lacey long before Eli was born, thinking that I'd totally do that for my future babies. It didn't happen, and then I forgot about it. I am glad to have re-found this blog!]
On location.
It's March Break and we are in Fredericksburg, Texas. My mom and I are tag-alongs on a week-long bike training camp of sorts called Hell Week*. The weather has been a balmy 75F something and I've been strolling the streets alone taking photos of things and making lists and drawing pictures. My mom keeps volunteering to stay home while Eli naps or play with him in the garden, so I am soaking in Lindsay time.
Although the town is relatively small and we clearly in gun-lovin' country (ex. signs with guns for the garden saying "We don't call 911." or bullets-turned-christmas ornaments or "carry and conceal" handbags on sale), there are some lovely art shops and neat architecture. I plan to walk into town again tomorrow morning to scope out the stationary shop, the fabric shop, the chocolate shop (again) and the vintage book shop.
Last night we sampled some chocolate-dipped bacon from the Lone Star candy shop. Perhaps tonight we'll sample the chocolate-dipped dill pickle or jalepeno pepper (although both look rather reminiscent of fecal). Maybe we'll settle for the chocolate-dipped twinkie or oreo or bugs instead.
* If you would like some more witty banter about the cycling and the food and beer consumption of this trip, please show my dad some love over on his blog - http://cycletooth.wordpress.com/
Way-Back Wednesday
Nice cloth diapers 1983.
(and Andrea is sporting a nice hat and sock ensemble, if you ask me.)
The twos are coming…
Today marks a very special birthday of a very special little gal I know (two!). When her birthday hits, it means dancing and sweets and super photo-ops. It also means that Eli's birthday is in just two short days (two!).
I decided to put all of my hand-lettering practice to the test, and wrote a quote that describes this wee girl's mama quite nicely - and I thought it was fitting for her birthday. It turned out pretty nice, if you ask me.
Happy birthday little L. (and happy birthaversary to her fabulous parents)
xo.
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