I'd apologize for not posting for oh, about a month and a half, but that seems to be how I start all my posts so let's just forget all the sniveling excuses, the mea culpas and all that, and move into something more interesting.
The Robin Family Saga
First of all, you'll remember I mentioned in my last post about the owl we heard the night Mary died. Well, immediately after her memorial service we discovered that a robin had built her nest in the holly tree next to our front door and directly in front of the room where Mary stayed when she was with us.
We noticed 4 bright blue eggs in the nest--although we lost one to a blue jay who dropped it onto our back patio.
Then, we had three transparent, fragile little alien-looking blobs, all mouths and peachy naked skin, gaping at us. We named them Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.
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Soon, they were chirping constantly, glaring at us when we walked out the front door, and turning us into even more neurotic parents then we already are: my husband could be found loudly shooing a stray cat away from the foot of their tree at 6 in the morning, and then calling me during the day to check on "the babies". And I was out taking pictures of them like a besotted fool, so I was no better.
Finally, after a couple of weeks, they left us. We are officially empty nesters.
I thought when it happened we'd have less poopy diapers to change, but no such luck--the unpotty-trained 3-year-old and the 6-month-old are still around, keeping us busy.
Gabba-gabba-hey!!!
Speaking of 3-year-olds, Max has been thrilling my heart lately by showing a decided musical preference for the Ramones. He walks around the house singing "ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba, I wanna be todayyyyyyyy..." which is his version of "I Wanna Be Sedated". He even lines up his brother's stacking cups and accompanies himself on drums, using pencils for drumsticks.
He's also a fan of the Enkindels, Katrina and the Waves, techno music and the Imagination Movers, in no particular order. His preference is anything over 120 beats per minute, and LOUD. That's my boy. (proud sigh)
"And now for something COMPLETELY different..."
After one our many day trips into rural Georgia with "the fam", I've decided it's time to create a couple of new blogs linked to this one, because I got some stuff to say and it's all going to get discombobulated if I don't separate the words into their own nice, tidy compartments. I'm an organizer, you see, and a former cook (not hoity-toity enough to be a chef, sorry), and the first rule of restaurant cooking is keep your work space clean, or you're going to get screwed. (See Anthony Bourdain's books for facts to back this up.)
So, I'm going to make a space for food, and the wanderings we take to get to said food. First entries will feature our recent trips to Colonel Poole's BBQ in Ellijay, GA and Canoe in Vinings, GA. Both very different places, both exceptionally yummy in their own way. Stay tuned for that.
Then, to honor the mother in me, I'm starting a wee, itty-bitty blog for moms like me, specifically those in the East Cobb, GA area but there will be stuff more nationally related, too, where moms can go to find who's doing what as far as kids' activities (especially if it's free!), trends and idea in parenting, reviews of good gadgets to make mom's life easier and where to buy them, etc., etc., etc. Lots and lots and lots of links, I promise!
Meanwhile, this spot will remain my space for all the unwieldy little bits and pieces that won't fit anywhere else; namely philosophical and theological ramblings on suburbia, the environment, God, the Devil, and everyone in between. I keep it broad so I don't feel too claustrophobic.
Stay tuned. I'm back and gettin' busy.
