Thursday, July 31, 2008


Yikes, that picture of Mike and I is REALLY big. I'm going to have to change it to a family picture that's zoomed out a little. Althought I like the picture, it's a little too much of me (and the crow's feet around my eyes). You're probably wondering why I put up the picture - I DO like it. But its just too big...

Facebook and High School

Facebook is down right now which is really annoying for me. Although I don't spend tons of time on it, I check it often and love reading status updates on my friends. Okay, maybe I do spend a lot of time on it. But I enjoy knowing what's happening in lives I'm somehow connected to.

With my high school 15 year reunion looming around the corner, several of my classmates have been reconnecting on facebook. Our virtual reunion has been fun and people have been posting pictures from the past and relieving memories of favorite (and least favorite) teachers, boyfriends and girlfriends, and school activities. I don't remember my high school having many various cliques; it was more like there were the "popular people" and everyone else. I was in the latter group and although I had so much fun in high school, I still experienced feelings of uncertainty, low self-esteem, and teenhood angst. But I'm sure everyone did, even the "popular" kids. Graduating from high school was somewhat of relief in that I know longer felt I had to worry about my status in life. It was nice to let that go.

Anyway, it's been nice to catch up with people and I've been fascinated with finding out where their lives have taken them. As a teenager, I never pictured what my life would like in my 30's. I knew I'd have children and I hoped I be married but that was about it. I'm fortunate that both are true for me. What has surprised me is how many of my female classmates don't work and choose to stay home with their children. Don't get me wrong... I don't think it's a bad thing. I definitely don't want to start a conversation about mommy wars. (For the record, I don't think it matters if a mom works or stays home with her child(ren). It's the time they spend together and the values they share that matter.) I think I'm just surprised at how many stay at home moms there are from my high school. It seems strange to me. I suppose if I could continue to live the lifestyle I have, I would probably stop working too. Actually, that's not true. I think I'm the type of person that needs to work; that needs to have a life outside of my family. And I am materialistic so I'd want the extra income. (And I believe everyone is materialistic but differ in their level of materialism.) I'm digressing though. My point is I'm a bit surprised at the stay at home moms but they are the girls in high school that were so smart. I'm ashamed to say that becuase really, what does intelligence have to do with anything. But why is it that its the women staying home and not the men? And why do I feel like its a waste of intelligence to have those former classmates at home instead of working? I don't think that about other stay at home moms that I know ie, those that I didn't know in high school. So why is this so surprising to me?

Anyway, I need to end this but I want this blog to be more then my ramblings so I hope to write a recap of our family vacation to NYC that we returned from a few days ago. We crammed a lot into 5 days and even if no one ever reads this blog, I want to have it recorded somewhere. :)

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Blogs, blogging, going blogalistic

I seem to be reading a lot of blogs lately. Maybe its the thought of learning more about someone or delving into their person a bit more but the more I read, the more I want to read. As a sociologist, I've always been fascinated by human interaction and how people who can seem so different are really quite the same. Anyway, my blog reading has encouraged me to start my own blog. I don't know how good I'll be at keeping up with it but I like to share stories of my life and my family and for those that have to sit through stories about my kids, maybe this will be an outlet that I can use instead of yakking on and on to you personally. I'm a mom afterall and I'm proud of what I've created and I want to share my stories. Is that wrong?