In Which She Resorts to a List

I’ve had blog topics flitting in and out of my brain all week, but when I sit down to write, danged if I can recall a single one.  There is so much going on in my personal life that I can barely keep up.  I do believe this calls for a list.

1. The wedding is this weekend.  You know, The Wedding — the one that 2 of my kids are in and the one that I bought this dress for.  (How much does it bother me to end sentences with prepositions, even though I know that it’s a misguided grammar rule??)  I love weddings, and I’m looking forward to it, but there is so  much to do to get ready.  Listen to me complaining about having so much to do when I’m sure the bride and her mother are in it up to their eyeballs at this point.  I’ll ask permission to post pictures.  I hope she lets me because she is sure to be one gorgeous bride.

2. I’m reading a book that has me all hot and bothered about the food industry.  I plan to do a more in-depth post after I finish reading it, but it’s called In Defense of Food*.  Basically, everything we eat has been so distorted that is hardly even food anymore.  It makes me want to go live on a farm and grow all my own food.  He explains the history of the nutritionism movement, which is bothersome at best.  And if you think that sounds like a dry read, let me assure you it is anything but.  I found myself chuckling as he stated his conclusions.  Nothing he explains is particularly surprising, but it pretty much confirms what I’ve always believed — that food in its purest form is always better than the artificial substitutes the food industry touts as better for us.  Two big examples — margarine and baby formula.  Nuff said.

If this sounds like an advertorial, let me assure you it is most certainly NOT.  My husband actually took this book out of the library, and I ended up reading it at the beach.  It’s a subject I am passionate about, but often my enjoyment of food outweighs my disdain for its ingredients.  Plus, it’s just not convenient to make everything from scratch.  But since starting this book, I have renewed my commitment to feed my family better.  What all that entails, I’m not quite sure just yet.  I’ll let you know when I figure it out.

3. Last night my 6-year-old daughter took a Hip Hop dance class.  She’s never had a dance lesson in her life, but she wanted to go with a friend, and I figured it might be fun for her.  It’s an 8-week pay-as-you-go type of deal, so I have nothing to lose.  From watching through the tinted glass window, I was reminded that the poor child has inherited my extraordinary grace and coordination.  I’m quite positive that her future does not include a spot in the top 20 on So You Think You Can Dance.

4. In other news, I am so excited.  I was invited by the folks at iRobot to a mom blogger summit in Boston next week.  I wasn’t familiar with iRobot before I received this invitation, but any company that takes the work out of housework is a friend of mine.  I can’t wait to see what they have in store for us.  Besides that, I went to college in Boston, and I haven’t been back to the city in many years.  In fact, I don’t know if I’ve ever been back.  So while my first scheduled event isn’t until dinnertime, I’m hoping for an early plane flight so I have time to explore the old stomping grounds.

And that, as they say, is that.  It’s time to get on with my day.

*Disclosure: an affiliate link is in the house, which basically means if you click on that link and buy the book I get about 2 cents to spend at Amazon.com.  So if you don’t want me to get rich off your purchases, you’ll want to buy it elsewhere.  I’ve been using affiliate links for years, but the scuttlebutt around the blogosphere is that the FCC is cracking down and wants bloggers to disclose all affiliate links, so there you are.  Full and unabashed disclosure.