Monday, March 30, 2009


This job may be getting to me. Hour upon hour alone with a two-foot tall, 17-pound wonder whose language consists of squeals, grunts, and coos may be making me a little attention starved. Maybe. During a little break this morning while the wee one was napping, I decided to check my Facebook page. I was surprised and excited to see my hubby on Facebook. Surprised because he never checks Facebook from work. I should have known then that something was a little off.

But, being the attention-starved, lonely, desperate housewife that I am, I thought nothing of this anomaly and began manically sending notes to him on Facebook's chat screen. After a few minutes and no response from him, I started to get a little impatient. I sent some more notes and waited a little longer. Then, I got mad. My next two notes were, "What, are you too good to talk to me?" and "Are you ignoring me?" I think I have issues.

After a few more minutes, I glanced down at the toolbar on the computer screen. Why were there two Facebook accounts open? I didn't get it. I flipped back and forth between them for a few minutes... then it hit me. My hubby had left his account open on the computer when he left for work. He wasn't on Facebook. Only I was. So, not only was a I chatting with myself, but I was also having a fight with myself! That's what this job will do to you. Starve you so much for adult interaction that you start fighting with yourself.

But, I couldn't be more happy. I love this job. This makes it all worthwhile:

Friday, March 27, 2009


So, this is my blog. One that I have dreamed about starting for over a year now. This will be my journal on parenting, love, life, and all the messiness that goes with it. This will be my outlet for creative endeavors like writing and photography (or my attempts at photography) and for expressing my interests in such things as modern design, cooking and food, and fashion. I hope to share my thoughts, ramblings, and feelings on these topics and others. Just don't expect me to be consistent or to stick to one topic. That just isn't me.

My name is Keri. I'm a reluctant housewife, mother to a beautiful six-month-old daughter, and wife to a computer geek engineer who stole my heart many years ago. In a prior life, I was an ambitious, workaholic attorney who ate, drank, and slept the work life. I reveled in besting seasoned attorneys at the game and enjoyed the competition of litigation. But, when my daughter was born, I couldn't give up raising her to return to that job. Fifty (or more often sixty) hour work weeks and baby just don't mix and now, I am on the hunt for a new lifestyle. A new occupation is out there waiting for me. I just have to find it. You know, in all that free time I have between cleaning bottles, feeding times, dirty diapers, and rice cereal messes. Come along for the ride. It's bound to be bumpy and entertaining!

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