Adventures in P.Rose

Thank you, truly, for taking the time to read our little love story and comment.  I was already so happy and you guys have made this time even more enjoyable.

So, onto a fairly obvious situation with the blog here.

Her name.

She’s been a good name, served me well and summed up the majority of the posts for a while.  That time has come and gone, however.

Single I am not, in any way.  I have only touched on it here and there, but Kyle definitely deserves some accolades for the amount of parenting he does.  He is amazing with Aidan, from teaching him sports skills in the backyard to reminding him to treat his mama well!

I thought about asking you all for suggestions on the blog name, but realized if I can’t come up with anything, it’s certainly not fair to ask someone else!

I am asking a favor though.

Please leave one or two of your favorite blog posts of mine in the comments.

Even if you never comment but are a regular reader, or are fairly new here, I’d love to hear what you have to say.  I realize this will take a little bit of your valuable time, and I really appreciate it.  I think seeing what the more memorable and enjoyable posts are from your point of view will (hopefully) jog my mind into creating a new blog name.

Thank you!

She’s one.  My blog that is.  Perhaps a contest with prizes or a cupcake would have been more appropriate to celebrate her quiet existence, but I didn’t start this blog with any big aspirations.  Rather, I e-mailed my close friend this post a little over a year ago and added, “my morning, blog style.”  Being the wonderful friend she is, she encouraged me to start a blog, to write more because I love it so and to forever capture those fleeting moments.  I did (obviously) and I’ve learned so much more than I bargained for.

I never really thought many people would read, and I’ve had the great fortune of getting to know quite a few people because of this blog.  There’s been another mom and child Aidan and I met up with, people who have pushed me to write more, people who have held my hand while carsick in the mountains of California and people who invited me to their city.  What I learned most from those experiences (some of which I consider lifelong friendships, others I’ll likely not see again) is that we don’t always project our true self.  Sometimes we project an image of what we want to be, not who are actions actually show we are.  Words are so easy.

And I hope, more than anything, I’ve always been true to me on this blog in the last year.  I hope anyone reading already knows I’m a dorky mom and my weekend is looking like a Wii tournament on Friday night with my boys, followed by a cup of tea and a good book and apple picking on Saturday morning.  I hope you know I’m an extrovert, but a total homebody at heart.  I hope you know I wish I was cooler and more funny and more fashionable, but I’m not, so you’ll just have to take super kind, sometimes funny, I wear black and grey constantly me.  I love my kid more than anything and I go to church on Sundays and my guilty pleasure is having a couple hours to read trashy magazines at Barnes and Noble while sipping something from the Starbucks Café and I get cranky if I don’t work out enough.  I love live music and good beer and if I didn’t live by the water I really don’t think I could handle it.  Hopefully this is all old news.

I learned that I could go anywhere in the country to meet up with other bloggers, and nothing could top coming home to this sign:

I also learned my most authentic posts are my sporadic ones, but if I don’t set myself on a schedule…well, you haven’t heard from me in a couple weeks, have you?

I also re-learned I love to write.  I feel whole when I put words out there; writing is cathartic for me in a way nothing else is.

I’m still learning.

And that is why I love this blog, why I will always keep it up, even when I don’t post as frequently as I’d like.  Learning makes me feel alive.  Growing and changing and making mistakes and questioning myself and connecting with others is what I want out of life.  To think that I could get all of that from this little slice of Internet is amazing to me.

Happy (belated like I always am) Birthday, blog.  Thank you all so very much for reading.