Thursday, February 17, 2011

blogging is my night-life social scene.

{hello there: it's me- just bloggin' in my bed}

so the treacherous busy season hours are in full swing.
and i'm ok.
(coming from the lady who spent 40 minutes looking for her lost car keys at the inlaws today..and who just found a fork in the refrigerator).
really though, i feel more bad for the mr, who hasn't gotten to see his girls all week.
i'm sure you feel the same way as i do: mega blessed to have a hubs who will work so hard + sacrifice so much in the name of providing for our family...when i know he'd much rather be home slothing with us.


so i've come to a bizarre and embarrassing conclusion about myself this week.
you see, i've realized that i have come to depend upon the blogging world as my social life.
not that i don't get out some, too.
because i do.
my life is full of lovely people.
but what i mean is- M is gone till the wee hours of the night.
the girls are sweet little gems that go to bed between 8 + 8:30...
which leaves me here alone with my thoughts for several hours.
yes, i have messes to clean.
dishes to do.
laundry to catch up on.
and sometimes Alice is awake later than i'd like.

but then, when all of that is done, (and sometimes 10 steps before) i nuzzle my little body right into my comfy lil bed, turn on a show (if i'm lucky enough to have one on), and hang out with you guys via your blogs for a while.
i laugh out loud reading about some of your funny experiences.
sometimes i get teary eyed reading your sweet-spiritual thoughts.
i often feel validated in my circus life.
sometimes i cry reading about your crazy-mom days that seem all-too-much like mine.
i relate to your many of your likes and dislikes and quirkinesses.
sometimes i dream about living on a tropical island like some of you...
and sometimes i gawk over your lovely photographs, your beautiful bodies, your delicious recipes that i add to my never-ending need-to-cook list, and your cute-as-a-button kiddos.
and after reading some of your thoughts...and maybe after sharing some of my own and receiving your comments (which i love) i feel like we've spent a rainy afternoon together in an adorable cafe, sipping on some salted-hot-chocolate or spiced-cider (with an extra large dollop of whipped cream) while gabbing about our silly, yet meaningful lives.
it's lovely.

and then i float back down to my reality.
where the problems exist.
the hubs is still gone.
and i'm really alone.
and then i wonder...
do you feel the same way?
or am i the only one who feels like we just hung out?

and flipping through the channels, i just heard Meg Ryan in my favorite you've got mail say exactly what i was gonna say a much more endearing-scripted-sorta way, of course:

" i don't really want an answer. i just want to send this cosmic question out into the void. so goodnight, dear void."

and let me just add, thanks for letting me sip on some cocoa with you on so many occasions.
our cafe-conversations are memorable and sweet.
they help me feel un-lonely.
and understood in a strange way.
i love you, dear cosmic-void-blogging-universe.



Jodie said...

You. are. great. and make me laugh!! I love reading your blog! Hope you and your cute little family are well!

Becca said...

Do you know I always try and channel my inner "Marci" when writing blog posts but I never fully succeed. haha. I love your blog and I love how much you've blogged lately. It makes me happy :) I can't believe I haven't seen you for almost a YEAR. craziness. Love ya friend.

Lisa Johnson said...

I couldn't agree more with you. I honestly don't have a lot of close friends since I moved to Texas 4 years ago, but I feel like I have a ton of friends thanks to the blogging world and being able to spy on people's lives via their blogs. Thanks for the hot chocolate chats! :)

Megs said...

I {heart} your blog & I {heart} you. I do feel like we are close through blogs. And while that seems crazy silly, I understand completely. I enjoy keeping up with your little family and your wonderful insights. And your blog always makes me smile!

Mat and Brooke said...

You're the best writer I have ever known! I don't like to read...but somehow, when I get to the end of your blog posts, I'm never quite done reading. I always wish they could go on. :)

I'm looking out my window and it's a cold, bleak, snowy, white day here in Utah...and I'm picturing what it looks like out your window in San Fran...

But still, I realize that we have the same kind of stuff going on inside our front doors. Diaper changing, meal preparing, story reading, house cleaning, laundry doing...etc., etc., etc. All without a husband to grace our presence while doing so.

I, too, am so grateful to have a husband who works so hard to provide for my family; but thank goodness for blogs--because I'd never know what life was like outside of the mommy world if there weren't!

Hope you're having a good day. :) Love you, Marce.

Liz said...

Thank you for my late night conversations! My life isn't the same without it! Thanks for being so fun!

Jana and Christopher said...

Do you really drink salted hot chocolate?

Adrienne said...

agreed but it's going to be really awkward when i run into you and you have no clue who i am (don't know if we ever even talked at Davis)and start talking about your kids. so please don't run away from the creepy mom with 3 kiddos in costumes at bowmans someday

Anonymous said...

You have a nack for saying exactly what I'm thinking!

Since the move, my blogging buddies seem like they are my only friends. Can I call it "living vicariously" if its through a blog???? :)