Friday, February 18, 2011

Just Me?

Do other people spend their internet surfing time filling their shopping carts/bags or whatever the internet retailer of your choice calls it, and then NOT clicking to order?

Just me?

I guess it is the equivalent of the zoned-out vague wandering I've been known to do at a mall once in a while. It can be most satisfying, in that there is no dressing room, so you can imagine that everything looks as good on you as it does on the model. On the other hand, it is less satisfying because a) you're still in your house, so there is the constant threat of reality interrupting your shopping reverie, and b) you don't get to touch everything. I don't know about you, but when I'm shopping I like to fondle the merchandise. Weight, drape, texture are all key. And shoes! Gah - how do you buy shoes online? Seems like one either must be happy to pay for a lot of shipping back and forth, or not mind blisters. But I'm happy to click around zappos, without ever pulling the trigger.

So if you were wondering how I spend a significant portion of my "dicking around on the internet" time, now you know.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011


Hi Kids!

Oh, I don't really have much to say. It's just that I think about blogging more than I used to. Not that I think of ideas for blog posts - not that, exactly. (though this Op-Ed in the New York Times about grief has me thinking) Just that I wonder if my little corner (dust in the corner, really) of the blogosphere really exists any more, if I think about it but don't visit or write.

What would I post about now? My adorable children? How the baby sleeps for 9+ hours one night, and then wakes up at 12 and 4 the next night, just to keep me from planning on anything? How my toddler requires more mental energy than my job? How I wonder what this newest iteration of my self will end up looking like? It's all transition all the time here, though I kind of think that is just the result of the transitory nature of childhood and therefore parenthood.

Also, I've been knitting.