So for years I have been told “You should blog that!” by friends and family. Part of me takes this as the compliment that it is meant to be, while the rest of me shrinks in fear of having to learn how to do it. I know it can’t be that hard…I have lots of friends with blogs and given the sheer volume of blogs out there, it is clearly a learn-able skill. Let me set the record straight though…I am scared of technology. Like a “90 year old placed in front of a computer for the first time” scared of technology.
I can’t begin to tell you where this comes from, I am surrounded by it. My father was a computer programmer, my grandfather has no less than 5 computers in his house, my husband is a technophile (though I joke he can’t use it without messing something up), and my brother-, father-, and mother-in-laws all make a living manipulating the 1′s and 0′s that create our digital world. It might be because of this that I have created an insulation from the digital world beyond basic skills. In fact, my husband routinely picks up my iphone to update the IOs and apps asking “When was the last time you updated this?”, knowing full well it was the last time he did it.
So, here I am, starting something new, in the new year. I hope to update frequently in an attempt to allow our family (all of whom live at least 2 time zones away) and friends to feel like they are part of our lives here. The name comes from one of our favorite jokes. Both of our kids LOVE to read, and I mean LOVE in the “I need oxygen to live” way. Often times, when they have been asked to do something (brush teeth, get dressed, eat dinner, pick up, etc) we will catch them with a stack of books they just can’t tear themselves away from. It got so bad one day my husband shouted up the stairs after our almost 7 year old, Jackson, “If you are reading a book, you’re grounded”. Parents out there, do you ever catch yourself saying something that just was never meant to be said. Like “Get your hand out of your butt and go wash it before you eat” or “I don’t think your penis is meant to be pushed in like that”. Seriously, of all sins…reading…life could be worse. The books are an ever present part of our day. In fact, just the other day, Tom asked Jackson if he was dressed. Jackson replied, “almost…” and Tom said, “It’s been 15 minutes, what have you been doing?” This is a rhetorical question, we all knew. Jackson sheepishly replied, “reading books” with a hint of remorse. So, here we are, reading books, and living life.