Monday, April 03, 2006

Supercool

Wow, I did not know I still had this little space. As I was trying to follow another bookmarked link, I accidentally clicked the link to my failed-to-launch blog. I remember blogging for about a month over at squarespace, but that lease expired and I was too busy to renew it. I'd forgotten that I'd also tried creating this blog here; I just spent a minute rereading my two! posts! and realize I need to do this more often so I'll always have a little journal to look back upon. Now if I only had time to do it. Perhaps I can hire someone to write a diary for me? That'd be just perfect - I could hire someone with more talent and wit than I have to document my family's activities. I wonder how much a good biographer runs these days.

Anyway, this is my third post on a blog that's been around for 14 months. Quite the pace I'm setting here. My kids are now 5, just-turned-3, and 5 months. Things have changed tremendously since my last post but somehow have also stayed almost exactly the same; I know the math doesn't work out, but that is what it feels like. I'm sitting on the same spot on the couch, again looking for a diversion from my dissertation, with the kids sleeping (or not) in their beds upstairs.

Right now, BigMan is on the treadmill downstairs and the boys are still verbally wrangling with each other in their bedroom. They've been in bed for a full hour now, but the time change has us all a little off our schedules, and it sounds like they're still deliberating about whose fault it is that they're not sleeping.

I'm on the computer to work on my dissertation proposal. I finished my coursework in December (I took three courses at a time with no break, not even when I had Quinn), passed my comps March 6th, and last weekend my mentor approved my dissertation prospectus, which means now it's time to WRITE. I have ideas typed into a super-informal-I-can't-believe-I'm-really-using-an-outline outline, but I haven't started really putting things down yet. It's the biggest piece of work I have ever written, and I just can't quite wrap my arms around it at this point. I know I need to set a preliminary goal and work toward that.

Well, I know that was perhaps the most mundane update ever, but it's something anyway. Give me another 14 months; maybe I'll come up with something better.

Thursday, February 17, 2005

Laying the foundation

How this blog will be just like so many other blogs:
  • I will talk a lot about my kids.
  • There will be curious gaps in my narrative – very little talk about work, etc.
  • Most of the pictures of me will be those strange self-portraits where I am staring at myself in the mirror.
  • I'll probably end up posting the typical "letters to my child" on the boys' big days, like birthdays. And the letters, they will be cheesy.

Sadly, I could only think of a few things that will make this blog different from most of the other blogs I read:

  • I'm not going to pretend that I listen to music from a lot of cool independent artists, because I don't.
  • I will not swear.
  • I am writing this for myself, not for others. Actually, one big reason I have started a blog is that I am hoping to do my doctoral dissertation on blogging and knowledge sharing in organizations. I'm also kicking around the idea of incorporating blogging into one of the courses that I teach, and I think the best way to get a handle on how blogging might help students is to blog myself and see how it helps me.

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Starting up and out of gas

It seems silly to start blogging now when I'm busier than I've ever been in my life. Sometimes I feel like I'm busier than anyone's been in anyone's life, but I know that's ridiculous and just a stinky, self-centered outlook on life anyway.

Now that I've typed my first two lines into my brand-spanking-new blog, I am already feeling satisfied with the name I chose. I hate choosing clever (well, mine are typically not at all clever) nicknames and have always considered myself a non-crafty person in general (don't ask me why I associate being able to choose clever names with being crafty, but I do). Anyway, though, I have been completely distracted the whole time I've been typing. I'm sitting on my couch, working on some school work, and watching my husband fog up the house with a can of Lysol while my 22-month old (Aiden) chases him around.

Why the Lysol? The Lysol is a necessity at this point because my 4-year old (Ethan) puked all over about an hour ago. Now that the puke has passed, though, Ethan is in great spirits and can't stop telling me about the stupid show (Digimon) on tv. Normally he would not be watching a show like this, but he was sick and I turned on the tv for him and let him get totally engrossed in whatever was on. Not a great parenting choice, I know. Anyway, I can tell he thinks that if he keeps telling me about these characters and the cool action they're involved in that I will grow to love this show and let him watch it whenever he wants. Not likely, Ethan, but I'll give you that bad news after your poor little belly is feeling better. I have a hard time being strict when there is a puke bucket right next to his little head, you know.

So, could I be more distracted? I don't know if I have the stamina, time, or overall writing ability to continue this journal. I feel like my tank is on E already. But we'll see.