Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Gravlin Offspring Report

Mom Grumpy In Morning!

05:40: Dad drops phone on hardwood floor. Apologizes.
06:20: Genevieve wakes up. Mom declares it "still dark." Returns to crib.
07:00: Genevieve wakes up. Mom declares it "buttcrack of dawn," and grudgingly allows it to be "morning."

Genevieve tests structural integrity of blueberries. Finds them squishy.

No public art grant forthcoming for blue masterpiece on high chair tray.

Reports of "Werechuck" Continue to Spread

Wood keeps showing up marked with teeth. What furniture will fall next to the fearsome specter of teething baby?

All Babies Polled Find Grammy's Face Smile-Worthy

Today's Report Brought to You by the Sound "Doi Doi Doi."

Sunday, March 12, 2017

Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya...

Don't get me wrong, I love name stickers. I'm horrible with names, which, yes, I recognize is my fault. I could have been born with a mind like a steel trap, but even though I wasn't, I know I could improve my memory, use memory tricks, write names down, or just pay more attention. So I love it when everyone is wearing a name tag and we don't have to try and impress each other with how much we can remember everyone else's name.

I knew a girl once who introduced herself to me every time we met. I knew she knew who I was, and finally, after like the third or fourth time, I'm like, "Yeah, I remember you." She was one of those striking people who stick in your mind, so I actually remembered her name most of the times. But I appreciated the courtesy of "I don't always expect you to remember my name I told you once, so just to remove any awkward pretending, here's my name again."

That said...

Why do these stickers say "Hello, my name is..."?




















Having my name there is nice. Having my stickers introduce me is a little weird. Can I skip introducing myself then?

Maybe the stickers don't go far enough. Why don't I also have a sticker that says, "How are you?" and another with "I am well, thanks for asking," "It was nice meeting you." and finally, "Have a nice day." That way, I can put them all in a column on my shirt and point to them in succession, skipping conversation and small talk entirely. An introvert's dream.


Wednesday, March 8, 2017

International Women's Day

On this, International Women's Day, I would like to shout out to a woman who modeled what it is to be a woman for me.

A woman who is strong and independent.

A woman who believe's in God's roles for women, not that they make us any weaker or less equal, but we have been given a different job here on Earth.

A woman who loves her husband and loves her children, all dearly, and is not afraid to open her heart.

A woman who is Proverbs 31, clothing herself in strength.

A woman who is fun to be around.

A woman who loves being a woman and all God's blessings for her.

A woman who always speaks truth to me and gives me advice in things intimate.

A woman who is my best friend.

I love you, Mom.