Once my husband and I decided to venture into the mysterious world of parenthood, I was sure to make my decision to have children contingent on the fact that, no matter what, I would NEVER own a mini-van! NEVER.
Fast forward 3 years....to the sound of deafening silence as I laid on the ultrasound exam table awaiting the first glimpse of our second baby....'Is everything OK?' I hesitantly asked the technician. 'Well, ma'am....if I am seeing things correctly, there are TWO heartbeats.' He responded in a very professional manner. 'Wait, what? My baby has two hearts!?' Was the first thought that popped into my mind -- not even considering the fact that, already being a mom to one fiesty 20 month old, I could be pregnant with twins! Well, I was. After the initial shock of essentially hitting the procreation jackpot wore off, and the reality of figuring out the logistics of parenting 3 kids under the age of 3 set in, my husband and I inevitably had to address the proverbial 'elephant in the room'....how were we going to fit everyone and everything in our car!? Although I hated to admit it, the only logical answer was to (gulp) buy a....mini-van.
Now, being a former mini-vanist myself, I understood that there existed many prejudices against those who drove these clunky mom-mobiles, like: min-van drivers are the worst drivers on the road, but I never truly understood it until I became a min-van driver. The problem is not the driver, but the van. Here is a rundown of why I think mini-van drivers have gotten such a bad wrap:
ANYONE who tries to maneuver a vehicle with more blind spots than a submarine, the horsepower of a snail and the turn radius of a stretch limo -- all while having to 1. block out the screams of babies/kids 2. operate more switches than a space shuttle, between the DVD player, radio, voice recognition, video game console, climate controls and back-up camera 3. avoid flying french fry torpedos and chicken nugget bombs and 4. concentrate on actually driving while the drivers around you do everything in their power to pass you or cut you off because they think that YOU are the bad driver.....is bound to be given 'the bird' a time or two :) But, knowing what I know now, I would argue that mini-van drivers have to be some of the most skilled drivers on the road just to be able to accomplish the simple task of getting from point A to point B with the street-deck stacked against them.
So, hopefully you will think twice the next time you are ready to lay on your horn at the crazy mom-mobile in front of you...and if that mom-mobile happens to have this sticker on the back....give me a little 'cred,' it wasn't my fault! :)
Every quilt I make begins with rotary cutting the basic shapes I will use from the fabric -- this, in turn, results in an unbelievable amount of scrap! :)
As I mentioned earlier, math is (unfortunately) the foundation of quilting -- at least if you plan on following any sort of pattern -- as my math improves, the amount of scrap I have to deal with will inevitably get smaller....till then, I'm just going to have to put up with all this scrap.
OK, ok, enough of the play on words :) (it was fun though, wasn't it!?)
On a slightly different note, I have become a coffee drinker... which really is not as crazy of a subject change as you might think, because, my new found coffee habit has given me the energy to get through a few 'scrappy' days :) We have a Keurig (which has been sitting on our counter collecting dust for the last 3 yrs). It has made drinking coffee that much more enjoyable -- you're probably wondering why I just now started drinking coffee? Well, I have had a serious Diet Coke/Coke....let's just call it...addiction since high school (drinking upwards of 3-4 cokes a day for over 10 years!). About 3 months ago, I finally decided enough was enough and that it was time for me to kick the chemical concoction. BUT, I knew I would not be able to survive my day without caffeine....so, I turned to coffee. I now enjoy a cup in the morning and a cup right before the kids wake up from their afternoon naps (need a recharge!). I find my coffee most enjoyable with a couple shots of Hazelnut creamer -- mmmmmm.
I used to pride myself on having a mind like a steel trap -- I could remember anything -- I could grocery shop without a list and come home without missing a single item, I never needed a calendar, and I would most definitely laugh at the sight of a post-it note....
Well, all of that memory machismo is coming back to bite me in the hippocampus!
The moment I found out I was pregnant with our first child it was as if the amneisa fairy hit me over the head. My memory skills deteriorated slowly -- starting with small things like, 'where did I put my keys? or 'what time is my appointment next Monday?' but as time passed, another prgancy came along, and three kids were now underfoot, my memory has become....well, non-existant. Now I ask myself questions like, 'why did I just come upstairs?' -- 'did I eat lunch today?' -- 'what month is it?' honest.
I do think a big part of my memory regression has to do with the actual hormonal changes that happen during pregnancy that, despite what anyone says, do not come completely back to 'normal' (neither does your figure....but that's a whole different entry...) -- and, I think a HUGE part of the regression can be attributed to the fact that as a mom, you have to remember things not only for yourself but for your children and (depending on how 'memory challeneged' he is) your husband as well -- that's a lot of info to cram and actually be able to hold on to!
Why am I bringing all of this up? Well, remember how I used to laugh in the face of post-it notes...they are now my lifeline! Only, lately, with the start of my quilting adventures, I have graduated from the post-it note to full sheets of printer paper! My terrible memory, combined with the fact that I am a 100% visual learner has created an almost embarrasing stack of 'notes' for the quilts I make....this is just one of three sheets I have mapped out for my latest project. Oh, and as if that wasn't bad enough....did I mention I am TERRIBLE at math (...the foundation of quilting)?
I am pretty positive that I have to flex my brain a lot more than most quilters, but as tedious and crazy at it seems, it helps me to visualize where my quilts are going and what steps I need to take to get there.....even if my quilts NEVER turn out as I had planned :)