Today the boy turns 20. And before you leave a comment saying anything at all, I request that you read this post and realize that I can be a little touchy about the fact that I was a teenage mom. I was 19, OK? And married. And you know what else? I just might be the most successful teen mom you’ll ever know.
Yeah. I’m touchy.
What’s important today is not my touchiness. It’s this boy. This man. This kid that I have loved for 20 years. This guy that has made me laugh and cry and holler his First Middle and Last name in the tradition of mothers all over the world. This boy who is now a wonderful grownup. He’s responsible! He’s a good driver! He’s the best employee at his job! He gets good grades! He’s a good, albeit snarky big brother! He is, in general, a guy I’d like if we weren’t related by blood; if we just met on the street.
I read this tip on a parenting blog via Twitter earlier this week – a mom said that she and her family race to get all the weekend chores done on Friday night so the rest of the weekend is free to play. “Brilliant!” I thought.
So as Friday afternoon arrived, I decided to give it a whirl; placed my online grocery order for pickup at 6:30pm, and got the dirty laundry transported, sorted and started the first load.
I was off to a great start and in fact did get most of the laundry done Friday night. I didn’t have to grocery shop on Saturday or Sunday, so that was a time saver, but it takes longer than just a Friday night to complete the week’s worth of laundry (especially when your husband tempts you into watching a movie with him after the groceries are picked up and put away). Ultimately, the inverted weekend move (I’m typically cramming laundry into Sunday afternoon and evening) freed up Saturday for more cleaning (I steam-cleaned carpet and got around to de-cluttering part of the basement – two things I hadn’t had time for previously) and for taking the girl for a haircut. I also didn’t cook on Friday OR Saturday (or, for that matter, today, as my husband made breakfast, lunch will be self-serve and dinner will be out for the boy’s birthday).
Today I actually am taking some time to relax. That’s what Sunday is for, right? I’m updating this blog (this sadly neglected blog), I’m reading, I’m drinking my third cup of coffee, I will finish up some housework and maybe I’ll get out this afternoon for a little shopping, or a manicure.
I think the inverted weekend plan has been mostly successful. I will try it again next week and maybe with some practice will find myself with more time to rest on the weekend, rather than viewing it as a marathon sprint to complete all the work around the house before the workweek starts again on Monday.
How do you manage the laundry and weekend work when your workweek is filled? And if you’ve hired someone to do your laundry, don’t even tell me; I just don’t want to know.
The Coconut Girl is Whitney Morrill, an architect, writer, and mother of two. Her blog offers new mothers equal doses of understanding, humor and utility through her quirky creative offerings. Music videos about late night feedings, essays about thwarted work projects and wise insights from her children speak to the ups and downs of parenthood. A running meal ticker and suggestions for partners provide hands-on tools for helping families get through the joyous but tiring days.
I love this blog because it’s a helpful reminder for moms and the friends and family of all moms with new babies that they need our support. It’s also a charming, humorous look back for me at those tough days and nights you never forget, but that somehow fade with time.
My next-door-neighbor is about to have her third child — I will make sure that Coconut Girl knows about Whitney and her blog — and remember to still be a helper past the early weeks of a new baby next door.
Starbuck (more nicknames: Star Trek, ShamWow) was looking shaggier than ever. We sorta remembered her having eyes under that mop. It was time, at eight months old, for her first haircut.
Doesn’t she look gorgeous? Much more like a Wheaten-Poodle mix than a dustmop.
For about a year now, I’ve been providing a community service — not to work off any convictions, just out of the goodness of my little blogger heart. Many of you are aware of my weekly appearance on WCAV CBS-19 where I’ve provided the extremely popular Blog of the Week segment.
Once I got over my shock that there WOULD NOT be a private, fully furnished trailer with my name on the door and that there WOULD NOT be a hair and makeup team, I settled into a weekly routine that went something like this:
Tuesday, 5pm – stop working, sprint upstairs and put on TV-worthy clothes. Slather on more makeup. Fret over hair. Add more powder. Change top again. 5:45pm, get in car, drive to station. 6:30pm, start paying attention to what’s going on behind the door at The Newsplex. 6:40ish – enter studio, take seat, and provide LIVE commentary on a featured local blog. 6:55pm, call home to see what they want for dinner. 7:15pm, pick up dinner. 8pm, arrive home, watch video clip of segment. Fret over hair. Start thinking about featured blogger for the next week.
I really loved every minute of it. I loved being recognized by people all over town. I loved that my far-flung family and friends could watch the video clips no matter where they are. I loved the chance to improve my live TV broadcast skills and to have the opportunity to get better with each week. But mainly, I loved that the segment gave a well-deserved focus on local bloggers, many of whom are friends or became friends through the Blog of the Week.
Past tense, eh?
Yes. I’m hanging up my Blog of the Week TV hat — I will provide one more week of Blog of the Week coverage and then the segment will live on with two very worthy replacements, Jason Hull of OpenSource Connections and Amy Eastlack of SuzySaid Cville. I want to thank everyone who was featured in this segment, who watched it on TV or online and who helped promote the segment via their blogs, Facebook and Twitter. It’s been a great ride.
I will miss the many friends I’ve made at The Newsplex; Dan Schutte, Sara Ross, Travis Koshko, Brantley Ussery, Jim Hanchett, Brad Ramsey, John Rogers, Mark Tenia, that guy that always opens the door for me, Cheryn Stone, Jennifer Black , Tim Free, Tom La and Liz Palka just to name a few (gosh, I hope I haven’t left anyone out). Beth Duffy was my friend even before the TV segment, and I enjoyed having the chance to see her every week.
I’m taking the step back from TV to get some time back to focus on My Gift of a Year and to better accommodate my full-time day job at Standing Partnership, which has added a lot of travel into my schedule for 2010. (Also? I’m running out of fabulous TV outfits and do not want to do any repeats).
Also? It’s time to let someone else sweat under the lights of live, weekly, local television. I’ve had my 15 minutes. Now if Oprah’s people call, that will be another story entirely.
And now, here’s some link love for all of the Blog of the Week’s I covered in 2009 and a few from 2010.
