smockmomma: April 2006 Archives

what the funk?

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in case you haven't noticed, the smock has been in a funk -- and not a cool one, as in funkY -- for quite some time; and not wanting to bore you with the details, i've kept away from the blog. but i figure that at this point, if i don't at least check in, y'all will all think the summa mamas dead ... or worse, just plain boring as hell.

the fact of the matter is that sweet mamaT is being pulled in more directions than a compass has, caring for family and friends, not just physically, but financially and emotionally, and oh yes, spiritually as well. that superwoman we call mamaT began her lent with a bang and is still able to muster the strength to barge forward. so she's still here. you may see her peek in from time to time, but as long as her sweet mother recovers and the few other "orphans" she's taken on are in need, her time for breathing, much less blogging, is limited.

i, on the other hand, basically got half way through lent and threw up my hands. in surrender? not exactly. with fists more likely, but it took too much energy, so i just exhaled. funny thing is, lent didn't seem to want to end for me either and, unlike mamaT, i just gave up. my mantra has become akin to "tomorrow is another day, scarlet." it seems that being the mother of ten month old twins takes a wee more energy -- and iron -- than i could have possibly foreseen and it's all terribly boring and i ramble. i'm trying to avoid the "poor me, poor me, pour me another" whiney complaining that i detest with verve, but it is ironic that i've slipped into the state of motherhood that i've always been so bigoted against. i'm sure there's a spiritual lesson to be learned in here somewhere, but i don't have the energy to decipher it.

with that said, we miss y'all. we're still here, but we're just gonna be the wallflowers watching from the wings for awhile. we know you understand -- and it's why we love y'all.

if you aren't watching GOD OR THE GIRL, you're missing a great show.

i'm really bummed that mike jumped the gun and decided against seminary, but i'm looking foward to watching the other young men on their journeys.

...several folks have asked what i mean by "crunchy." i assure you this is not my word. i actually prefer "greenbeany," but now that rod dreher has popularized the word with his crunchier-than-thou diatribe entitled "cruncy cons" i think the word is gonna stick. but, i digress. in a nutshell, granola types are "crunchy" because granola is crunchy. get it? earthy people who gnosh granola, sip silk, shop at whole foods wearing birkenstocks, burlap and hemp, and who drive hybrids to their organic farms are "crunchy." not that there's anything wrong with that.

now, i am so not granola and i think being a crunchy carnivore is just, well, schizophrenic; but i do dig on attachment parenting, so i really like some of the shirts at granola threads.
granola threads.jpg
for the smock
for the smocktwins

check out the other advocacy designs from coolmoe to wacko at granola threads.

in loving memory

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Pope John Paul II
May 18, 1920 AD ~ April 2, 2005 AD



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