Tuesday, December 7, 2010, 01:12 PMThis needs to be recorded for posterity:
Wednesday, November 3, 2010, 05:38 PM - Mama Grouch
2 friends, 3 gallons of vinegar, 55 sterilized jars, 12 pounds of apples, 3 bunches of asparagus, 2 bags of green beans, pounds and pounds and pounds of peeled and cut carrots, assorted spices and whatnot...
7 hours later:
23 jars of pickled carrots
20 jars of apple butter
9 jars of pickled green beans
3 jars of pickled asparagus
Tuesday, November 2, 2010, 09:51 PM - Twerp
The Twerp, she is not a morning person.
Monday, November 1, 2010, 09:35 PM
I have managed to slide my eyes past the link on my taskbar that is represented by a small icon of a big-cheeked Creep (circa 2007) and the word "Madcap" for a very long time...until tonight when I accidentally clicked on it and was faced with the reality that I have not posted in over a year. The EP tried to help out last March with a bit of video, but we all know that it was a sad attempt to breathe some life into this forgotten means of communication with the blogging world.
Facebook, sadly, has replaced this blog in my life. It is quick. It doesn't let you ramble on past 420 characters, therefore bypassing that guilty feeling of not spending enough time on a post. There is only so much time one can spend on 420 characters. On the blog I futz, there is a feeling of permanence that feels as if it deserves correctly spelled and grammatically accurate sentences...Facebook statuses fall off into the void of irrelevance within days.
I am also not as smart as I used to be. I don't want any arguments about this, it is fact. Words are harder to pull out of the recesses of my mind. Punctuation used to be scattered with ease, now I belabor each comma and elipse (both of which I am quite sure I have misused in this post more than once), and with that I can say that writing is just not as much fun.
So why am I still here? I can't help but remember why I started this blog in the first place. The hope that some day the Creep and the Twerp will get to know me through the funny little stories and pictures that meant something to me at the time I wrote about them. That is important to me, important enough to not automatically throw in the towel.
So I was faced with a decision that I have been rolling around in the back of my head for some time now: do I shut it down and admit defeat? Decide that the only thing to do is give up and pay for it later in psychiatrist fees for the Twerp when I explain to her why her brother had hundreds of posts about his every poop and she has approximately 10? Or do I give it another go? Get revitalized by some flimsy excuse like (once again) NaBloPoMo?
I say bring it.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010, 08:23 PMThe boy was willing to try ski jumping on Saturday and then on Sunday he hooked a brown trout (for three seconds) in Wisconsin. I can't express how proud I am of the guy.