You can be my Yoko Ono. You can follow me wherever I go...

D worked late the other night and I rearranged the living room.
BEFORE:

AFTER




It's a little more intimate and I like having the red chair by the window to read in or relax but I'm not sure if I'm loving it for the longterm.

I was online earlier and I noticed that my visitor from Poland was here and I quickly typed out a message. I'm just curious who you are.

When I was coming out of college I was very settled in my social life. I had a large circle of friends who hung out all the time and even vacationed together. Eventually D came into the circle and as we hit our late twenties and thirties, one by one we started getting married and having kids. In America, couples routinely wait until they are in their 30's before they get married. In fact at 27, I was the youngest to get hitched. I really thought that although I would continue to meet new people, my circle of friends was set. However, I've been pleasantly surprised with the new friendships I've made in my early 30's. A few have turned up by circumstance such as fellow room mother's at the kid's schools. I like hanging out with the real moms who have a twinkle in their eyes like they could use a drink at 9am. These women are not to be confused with the ones who have a twinkle in their eyes like they could snap at any moment nor are they the perfectionist whose lives will never live up to the image they portray hence they actually drink at 9am. I've also become very close to one of the Boy's enrichment tutors. I laugh when I say this because if someone had told me that they had a tutor for their kindergartener I would have thought they were crazy. This would be a good time to mention that I suck at anything related to math. I nearly failed geometry in high school and I did so poorly in physics that my university professor (who was from India) wanted a DNA test to prove I was really Indian. Despite this, the Boy (at age 5) has gone ahead and tested at a 3rd grade math level. We now need a tutor to keep up with his academic needs because unless you need to lnow about 80's music or movie quotes, momma can't help you.

Then we come to bloggers. I like being friendly with everyone but after 2 years of blogging there is a protective net that I put up before I actually let you in. Bloggers who have written me e-mails know that I don't respond unless I actually feel like I know you. Sometimes it takes time of commenting back and forth on each other's blog or sometimes it just happens and I just have this feeling that we'd get along. I have 6 bloggers on my MSN chat list and this morning I just added number 7. The special thing about number 7 is that, for the first time since I started blogging, I found a foreign variation of me. She's 33, Indian, married to a German guy, adorable son, loves music and movies, photography, AND works from home. The major difference is she can cook (and cook well) while I am embarrassed to say that last week I burned a pot of boiling water while trying to steam ears of corn .

Viva la blogs!

And now before I leave you for the weekend, here are pictures of the Boy's first baseball game. No keeping score, no real plays. Just 15 5-6 year olds in uniforms running after a ball.