I thought maybe I would blunch today, but I don't know if I will. I feel like I need to post about Henry's first birthday party(ies) before I can really post about anything else. But I also know that when I do finally get around to posting about the fine anniversary of his birth, I'm going to change the posting date and time to make it LOOK like I really posted on time. I love technology. Always and Forever. So maybe I shouldn't really worry about that.
I just don't know if there's really much to blog about these days. Life is life as usual. I feel like we finally have a good rhythym down. I finally feel like the house is starting to come together, which means I should probably post pics. Or pix, if you're feeling especially youthful today. I'm not, because my 27th birthday is coming up next week and for the first time in my life I feel like I'm ready to call myself one year older. Some of you may not agree with me, but I'd like to present the following for your consideration:
a.) I cut my hair. Well, I didn't wield the scissors, but I now sport an A-line bob which I like to think is chic, but undeniably is a 'mom' 'do'.
b.) I delight when I am in bed before ten. I love it. It makes me giddy. But only for a minute or two, because then, I go to sleep.
c.) I seriously look forward to housework. I've become addicted to that fresh feeling I experience when I put the vacuum back in the closet and then turn around to survey my clean, neat house. Of course, this only happens at night when the little man is in bed.
d.) That's the other thing... I have a one year old!
e.) I'm taking a big lighting professional certification test in November, so I'm all serious and studious these days. A girl's gotta work hard for a raise in this economy!
Anyway, you get the point. This all sounds like the life of a 27 year old and definately NOT a 26 year old, right?
Totally changing subjects, and why not, since I don't even know if I'm really going to use up my entire lunch break with blogging today...
Pandora threw me a Jack Johnson song today and in turn my mind threw itself back to Paris. Jack always makes me think of Paris. Random connection, I know, that a laid-back, Hawaiian native would remind me of La Tour Eiffel and such, but he does. There was this moment in Aix where several of us proclaimed our love for his latest album (um, SIX years ago). And so Jack always makes me think of Megan, Maggie, Valerie, Whitney and Dana... And Southern France. And Normandy. And my Paris. And SIX years ago.
And now blunch break is over.
Which leads me to wonder... Who has been screwing around with the clock? When did time speed up so much?
So, I suppose I will blunch today... And why not post it? Why not...
7 comments:
I just love you! I blunched today, as you've seen, and thought my Julie Allen is due to blunch again soon, and lo and behold you did. Things certainly do change quickly, was it really almost 8 years ago that we met and you were the answer to my prayers. One year older and certainly wiser beautiful friend!
I have the best birthday present comin your way shortly! See now you know why I love cleaning so much - its a disease really. I'm so happy for the blunch - makes me think I shouldn't chat with you on gchat so much so you have more time for blunching.
Older means wiser if I remember correctly! See I'm getting pretty old myself. Although it may not be in year since I will only be turning 24 this week but I definitely feel older considering I have two children and dream of the days that I can get to bed at nine!
Julie! I loved your blunch. I have a two year old now..EEK! So yes, I feel older now too! But I loved the reference to Paris. Can I tell you that just about anything can connect me to Paris these days? I am definitely pining for Paris! I think we need a reunion. In Paris. How about next week? Think we can pull it off? :) Miss you! Loved hearing how your life is going GREAT!
OH! And I hope you have a VERY HAPPY birthday!
Julie--I fee the VERY SAME when I hear Evanescence. Dana had their album and we listened to it nonstop in our little upstairs attic bedrooms! I can even SMELL the streets of Paris when I hear songs from that CD. I miss Paris so much--when feeling disgruntled with my very unromantic life, I often imagine I'm walking down that long, tree-lined street to the American library, or rounding the corner to my old metro stop, or watching the sun illuminate the rooftops on a brand new day, or feeling the spray of my favorite modern-art fountain outside of the Pompidou while I devour my millionth crepe avec nutella et noix du coco. But the best memories? Going anywhere with my girls. I miss you all so much! I haven't had such a close-knit group of fantastic, intelligent, interesting, fun friends since then. I still laugh over Dana jumping up and down, trying on too-tight jeans in front of our hall mirror, or Val falling in that ditch in Provence, or Maggie wating to DIE because she ate an entire baguette before our dinner at Hard Rock Cafe, or Whitney modelling her white vinyl jacket outside of the theater and naming each of us "Sassy [Blank]" (I was "Sassy Eyes," I think), or you and I leaning over the railing outside of the Sacre Coeur, surveying Montmartre and chatting about life. I agree with Val: Paris. Next week. I'm SO there!!!
I definitely agree on the finally not wanting to call yourself 1 year older. Back when I turned 27, I read at the grocery store that they need to card you until you look "over 27." Not sure why the random 27, but it made me feel old.
Ahh, Paris. My sister went there in Feb with her husband & I made her a very long list to go see & thus vicariously live through her...
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