Monday, November 17, 2008

My Blog Content

Cesar recently got on my case about my home keeping duties. He wasn't happy. He wants me to work 16 hours a day like he does. He wondered why I don't photograph the top of my dressing table and share it here on the blog. I must admit the top of my dressing table truly is a dumping ground. Awhile back I loaded it with photo frames thinking I wouldn't be able to dump there anymore but... that hasn't stopped me. I'm not sure why I do it. Well, that is not entirely true. I believe my hording/stacking tendencies are inherited genes from both my parents.

My response to Cesar was that the blog highlights all my happiness throughout the day. Each day with Hugo truly is a treat. He is always doing something I find endearing or funny or something which simply blows me away! Like - How did he do that? or When did he figure that out? Amazing I tell you, amazing. I don't want to forget. I don't want to not remember or to not have a place in which I can turn to so I may remind myself of this fleeting, precious time. I so, so wish that I had blogged or journaled during Hugo's first year of life. I didn't, so sad! Cleaning happens all the time, all day long, all year long, all my life long, most likely all eternity long in some shape or another.





5 comments:

Friederike! and Sandra said...

there´s a right for a dumping ground! :)

Hey Harriet said...

Keep blogging! Cleaning will always be there. It can be put off. And put off again. Trust me on this. I know! Do it all the time. If you're so busy cleaning all the time, that will not be much fun for us blog readers will it ;) Documenting fun times with Hugo is important. Dusting isn't :D

Shaka said...

just tell ceasar you don't have any desire to remember the clutter on top of your dresser-that is why you don't blog about it! he-he!

Audra said...

I totally agree with you Ali. I get "reminded" by Pat of more housecleaning that could be done, or clutter upstairs that needs to be dealt with, but I choose to play with or watch my kids play together. When I'm gone my kids won't remember if Mom's dresser was cluttered, they will remember the true quality of our time together (at least that is my wish). Keep on blogging!

Jill said...

For the most part, once something is cleaned--it's clean then--doesn't matter if it was clean the whole preceeding month, two months...so clean later...! A word my husband and I keep coming back to this week is..POOF!.. referring to time. Poof! the time is gone. I vote spend time with Hugo. (Of course I have 6 kids and a messy house, so you know where I'd vote)
..maybe we weren't voting!..