no, i’m not quitting.
i’ve just got my big girl blogging pants on and am self-hosted now.
you can find me at mommymae.com.
no more wordpress in that there address.
it’s like i’m a grown up, or something.
check it out. let me know what you think. change your bookmarks. change your readers.
and go look at miss maria. she’s the one that made me pretty.
i will blog here, no longer, so don’t come back. just go there.
so there’s this contest over at mabel’s labels to try to win an all-expenses paid trip to blogher ’10 in nyc next august. i really want to go, but can’t see spending, even saving, the amount of money i’d need to go. not when i just moved cross-country and may or may not buy a house here in the crazy-expensive oasis that is arcadia. if someone will pay me to go and give me a gig writing for them, i could totally swing it.
and labels! who doesn’t want labels!?!
since electrical storms that are going to wipe out the internet forever (not really,) i’d better say farewell.
i’m a word nerd. this includes names. the labels we give ourselves and each other tell much about us. keeping our names from you has been an exercise in privacy, yet as the end of internet days draws near, i give them to you, as we say goodbye.
my husband, thaddeus montgomery clevester iii, puts up with me even though i’m not romantic, let him cook, grocery shop, and get babies at 3am. i’m fairly easy to live with, i don’t complain about his smell much, and i do all the laundry.
my darling twins, fannie slade and belle davis, brought life to this mama. they’ve taught me patience, how to see through another set of eyes (or 2,) and thrill me with their twinness. (i’m also a science nerd and am amazed by the biology of twins.)
my darling karate-chopping tsunami, frederick lammlein. you, sir, have me wrapped around your pinky toe and i may never let go. your wife will have to marry a 9-toed man. (it’s not that bad. i did it.)
sweet dottie mel. you, dear, tie it all up so nicely. we clevesters wouldn’t be the clevester 6 without you, you know?
i’m not sure where i’d be without my family, my passion. probably begging below alice in central park for blogher tickets.
as i say goodbye to you all, i won’t think about how sad i am that i won’t see you anymore, ’cause i’m hoping that a) we’ll hug in new york in august and b) i’ll talk to you on the phone.
just make sure to leave me your name and number?
jenny mae clevester
314-867-5309
*all names have been changed to protect, well, everyone. except me.
i’m hoping that the word counting only includes my final farewell post to you guys and not the intro and this outro. it was crazy hard to edit this to under 300 words, man. i started with 511.
*i wrote this yesterday, but part of it wasn’t saved on my phone so i had to finish it when i got home. while i like that way it turned out, i want you to know that i liked the first version better, but i’m rolling with the punches here.
a week from today, our summer break will officially end. school starts early here, y’all.
the girls are excited and a little bit nervous. they are, of course, sad to have left their friends, but we have full faith that they will make tons of new friends this year. they are both pretty friendly ladies once they crack their shells. and we know that having each other will help them immensely. we requested that they are in the same class & will find out this friday if they are together or not. i think it’s important that they are this year because of the move & how hard it has been on them.
i toured a preschool last week for the boy & really liked it. it’s the same place that our cousin, j-bone, went when he was a wee one. it’s a co-op, which means i spend one day every other week volunteering in the room. he’ll be there 3 days & home the other 2. little dude needs the socialization, methinks. and an extra benefit of the school is that a bunch of the kids who go there also go on to the girls’ school & the one that justice & jamison will eventually attend. AND i can walk. it’s 2 blocks away. score.
oh, my baby, miss james. she’ll be one. year. old. !!!! this saturday. more on her later this week, of course, but holy shit, how did she get to be so old?
we’ve been routineless & done a whole lot of nothing this summer. it’s been nice, our nothing summer, but as lovely as it has been, i will like getting back to the grind. having a schedule has its benefits for all of us. the girls need the extra push at school that i just can’t give them at home with 2 littles that need more attention than the big girls want to give up. i hope to fit in some more sewing (i have a few quilting bee blocks to do & have a super secret project i’m working on,) i really want to get back to new music monday (i have 3 projects underway for that,) & i really need to fit in some mii time (yes – that means we are getting a wii & wii fit.) things have been so up in the air since we’ve been here in arizona, a place i never truly thought i would live in again. i love it here, but haven’t found my groove. i’m hoping that when school starts & we meet more people, i can find my niche here, as well. i’ve said it before, but this job keeps me locked away from much of the world. i know i could do more to fix that, but it’s hard sometimes. hopefully, i can start to dig roots here, since i don’t see us going anywhere else. i’m happy with that. scratch that. i’m ecstatic about that.
arizona is home.
so now i’m hoping to finish getting settled, celebrate a glorious birthday & start the school year off right, but i know that plans change. at least i can roll with the punches pretty well & weather the change with grace because i truly know that nothing is ever set in stone.
mommymae 
people waste their time with this?
10 Febi got a comment the other day from some random person on my post about my grandpa fred.
this person had never posted or even read my blog before & i just cracked up when i read it.
now, if you read the post, you’d know it was a personal post about my grandpa who’s been dead for almost 20 years. i got a good chuckle out of the randomness of the comment, though.
who talks like that? a worthwhile topic? really? it’s just a sentimental post about my grandpa. there was no conclusion to be had, crazy lady. stay in the loop all you like, i’ll just keep on endeavoring, i guess.
weirdo.
is that spam? phishing? i don’t know, but it made me laugh thinking about the time wasted.
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