When Maddie was born 13 years ago, we had a fancy digital camera. And by fancy, I mean that it was like 1 pixel and the zoom was horrible. I don’t even think I knew that spatial resolution was a thing. I was filling up the memory card every day BEFORE Darren would get home from work and the poor guy would have to load everything to the computer the second he walked in the door. I had jpegs coming out of my whozits.
It was so great; I was going to make scrapbooks and document everything and be the most amazing mom in the history of ever.
Pfft – that’s funny.
I took a couple pictures when Emily was born and I don’t think I could even find a camera or my phone that first year after Jack-Jack was born.
The good news is that all 3 of them were identical when they were babies. When they ask who is in a picture, I always tell them it’s them (what? Come on, don’t judge. Next you’re gonna tell me the smoke detectors in every room aren’t really Santa cams…Dude, you’re mean)
Fast forward a couple years of zero documenting & zero scrapbooking. That (air quote) Most-Amazing-Mom thing isn’t working out so well. I know, I’m shocked too.
Then came Shutterfly and the angels sang down to me.
They say to continue to grow, I need to step out of my comfort zone and start writing differently, the term ‘Flash Fiction’ keeps popping up as something I ‘need’ to do – even learning how to ‘vlog’ should be on my to-do list. I don’t know if I will ever be able to vlog, even pod-casting freaks me out. Could you imagine how incoherent that would be? I ramble enough in print AFTER editing it down. Sharing my thoughts here seems to be ‘raw’ enough. So for now, I’m taking it nice and slow out of my comfort zone and doing a top 10 list.
I asked Darren the other day what type of top 10 he thought I would be able to do, ‘what topic do I even know 10 things?’
1. 10 ways to be driven crazy by your husband before 8am
2. 10 steps to the perfect Full Body Eye Roll
3. 10 euphemisms for Sweet Husband when you really want to call him something else
4. 10 ways to tell your husband he is not funny and to seriously brain storm with you
Dude, I would rock those lists – but how embarrassing that there are only 4, not even 10. I can’t even do 10 hilarious sarcasm lists. *ugh*
And then it hit us both. My Amazon shopping
One of the questions I ask myself when trying to figure out what I want to write about is ‘what has been going on in Schroeder Land this week’…
There are a million projects I need to get done, so that’s out.
I’m only one week into Summer Break with 500 Schroeder kids, so talking about following everyone around turning off lights and saying NO to having ice cream for the 7th snack today is totally out.
Wait, there are only 3 Schroeder kiddos running around this place – I guess anything involving math is out.
I have no idea what to make for dinner, so that’s out too.
What I do know this week, probably the only thing I’m sure of…
My new mascara.
(Yeah, I didn’t see that coming either)
It is said that in ancient Egyptian times darkening the eyelashes was believed to ward off evil spirits and protect the soul. I do love a protected soul and we all know evil spirits are Lame-o, capital L. They might be the stinkers taking all the socks. Jerks.