February 20, 2012

Adieu...for now

This is mostly a post for myself, a hall pass, if you will, to absolve me of the feeling I'm neglecting the Manifesta.

I'm bringing the blog, at least in this form, to a close. I'm allowing myself some time to explore other things and if the love is still there I will revive PM at an undecided date in the future. It might be a few weeks or years, only time will tell. But if I do it will be bigger and much better than it is today.

In the meantime a sincere thank you to all my readers. I have appreciated every comment. It's been a joy to write.
February 7, 2012

The Warby Parker Experience - Post Script


I wanted to follow up publicly to a comment I received on the Warby Parker post. Here's the comment:

You had me until they said to take the glasses to a local place for adjustment.  Maybe it would be different at your local chain store, but it would be a really bold move to go to a locally owned and operated business for help with something you bought from their online competition.  I'd expect to pay for the adjustment and offer to if they refused.  I like the concept and I'm considering using the service.  Just remember what you look like to your neighbor when you get those adjustments made.

First I just want to clarify that I meant "local" in the sense of an eye care place that is in driving distance of my house, as opposed to one of the Warby Parker locations in New York or LA. Not necessarily "local" in the locally owned and operated sense.
But the reader has a point about patronizing your locally owned eye care provider. I tout shopping locally a lot on this blog, so I feel some further clarification is warranted.
As many people do, I pay for eye care services out of pocket, not through insurance. I went to my friendly local eye doctor for my exam, for which I paid $120. I found their glasses selection to be lacking and the few pair I did like were almost $300. Hence the search for another alternative.
When I found Warby Parker I felt that their ethics (buy one, give one) and great price point really fit what I was looking for. If my money isn't going to support my own community, I'm glad it's going towards helping people in need.

And as a side note, I do plan to go to a chain for the adjustment. The one at the mall does them for $15. (So I'm still saving almost $200.) The local doc doesn't provide that service for glasses he doesn't sell, which is understandable.
So that's how I was able to walk the buy local, keep it affordable tight rope on this occasion. 

February 6, 2012

The Warby Parker Experience


Recently I got contacts. I've had a pair of glasses for the last five years or so, but I only wore them when I was doing something where I needed to see, you know...well. Like for watching a movie or driving at night. But my 32 years are catching up with me and I need something on a more regular basis. What I discovered was, I hate contacts. I tried a few brands, but apparently my eyes are very curved so there are not many choices. All were uncomfortable and I ended up taking them out midday. So new glasses were in order.

Enter Warby Parker. A fellow writer for The Paper clued me in to them and I am so happy she did. They are a buy one, give one company - in the vein of Toms Shoes and they are super affordable - $95.


Now, I had attempted to buy glasses from an online retailer before by using their online try on option where you upload a picture of your face and you see what the glasses would virtually look like. I found the interface clunky and didn't feel it represented what  I would actually look like in the glasses. So this is where it gets awesome - Warby Parker sends you five pairs of glasses, you choose from their site, to try on at home for five days - no charge!


They were a class act from beginning of the ordering process all the way up until I received my glasses. Their packaging is lovely, I'm really a sucker for that. And I love the trend I'm seeing with new, hip companies being so active in social media. I tweeted that I received my try on pairs, but Hillary didn't like any of them - sad face. And they not only tweeted back, but an appropriately hip and adorable young lady sent me a link to a You Tube video made personally for me to say that I can try on five other pair after I sent the batch I had back. It really is a great customer service model.


That wasn't necessary however, I picked the pair I liked and knew that they would grow on Hillary. He's a knee-jerk reactor sometimes. He loves them now. I do too. The whole experience was a great one. Here is the final result. (I felt like such a tween taking this picture with my phone in the mirror, but no one else was around and I didn't feel like busting out the fancy camera and tripod.)



There is one little snag, this pair seems to fit different than the sample pair I wore around the house for two days. They slip down my nose when I tilt my head down. I called WP and the lovely customer service gentleman suggested I get them adjusted at a local eye place. Seems simple enough. I'm sure that will take care of it, and if it doesn't they do accept returns. Although, that would be sad, because I love my new glasses.
February 3, 2012

Julianne Moore Joins Moms Clean Air Force




This blog has always been about my life and my life forevermore will involve "mom issues." This however is not one of those. Moms Clean Air Force is targeted towards moms, but it's really an everybody issue. So get on board, mom or not. Follow them on facebook to find what you can do to fight for clean air, for our children and yourself.

Breaking Up with Breaking Bad


**SPOILER ALERT: If you haven't seen all of season 2 of Breaking Bad you may not want to read this entire entry.**

I am an emotional sponge. If someone is projecting their feelings around me, it is very hard for me not to absorb them and take them on. It's doubly bad with the people I'm close too, so my husband is pretty much screwed. If he's having a bad day and some of it leaks onto me - done. I'm having a bad day too. And then I get angry at him because I was in a good mood and am now in a bad mood. Thanks a lot, Hillary! Jerk.

It's not fair. But alas, it is how I am and I try to stop it when I can. I go into another room, breath and do this little shaky thing, like I'm flinging the bad juju from my finger tips. Of course, good moods are just as contagious for me, so that's fun. Unless, I don't want to be happy and then, Thanks a lot, Hillary! You made me laugh. Jerk.

So this applies to movies and television as well as humans. They emit emotion. A good rom-com can pull me out of almost any funk. And I certainly don't shy away from violent or sad movies, because it's like committing to an emotion for 90 minutes, give or take. Sometimes if it's an especially well done movie the emotion sticks around for a while, but it usually just inspires good conversation about the film. It doesn't throw me into a downward spiral of depression...unless it's a Lars Von Trier movie.
Okay - so television. It's a love hate relationship. I love a serial. Anything that continues a story line from one week to the next. I hate the rest. However, if we actually had cable, a dish or even an antennae, I would be in front of every stupid reality, talk show, brain cell killing piece of crap that they broadcast. So we don't. We stream Netflix and that's it.

(Tangentially, I love this set up, because I don't get sucked into dumb shows, we pay a minimal fee and the best part - NO COMMERCIALS. I think this will be super beneficial as B gets older, but that's another post.)

Recently we started watching Breaking Bad. Everyone talked about how great this show was. And I agree, I was sucked in. I love watching television on Netflix because a) that no commercial thing again and b) you can watch as many episodes in a row as you want, no cliff hangers. So this show has some ridiculously violent and gross things happen. I mean the two main characters melt a dead body with acid and try to rinse it down the drain and flush it down the toilet. I mean - so beyond barf. But mostly the killing is of bad guys, or of good guys by bad guys - which, even I am desensitised to.

Still though, those gruesome death scenes kept creeping up in the back of my mind during my everyday life. They crept up like the actual bad things that have happened in my real life  sometimes creep up. But still we kept watching. I get invested in a show, bad or good, and it's really hard for me to not see it through to the end. Like seeing movies or shows through to the end is almost a compulsion - I'm still trying to finish Buffy. Seriously.

Hillary made the observation that there isn't one person, accept maybe the son of the lead, that you really even like, none-the-less is a good person in the entire show. I reluctantly agreed. But still we kept watching.

Then the lead let's his partner's bitchy girl friend aspirate on her own vomit while she was high on heroin. Now, for whatever reason, this really bothered me. Maybe it is because I like the actress, or the character she played had really only been bitchy for like 1 episode before the guy let her die, so my brain didn't associate her as "bad guy" yet or maybe it was the realistic way they filmed it, or that I've known people in my life (sadly more than one) who have met their maker in this manner, OR that I couldn't stop thinking - poor Jesse (the dude who's girlfriend was killed) he'll be so sad.

Before we could start another episode to see how sad he actually was or maybe that she really isn't dead after all, Becks woke up and mom duty took over. But I couldn't get the scene out of my head. I still can't. And I thought - What am I doing? This is dumb.

I realize that getting me to think about the show for this long, in many people's minds, makes it a success. And I agree in a way. But I think this show is a success, in part, because of it's shock value and I wish it didn't take so much ugliness to shock us as a culture.

So it took me until almost February to have a resolution for 2012, but here it is - no more watching television that makes me feel badly or gives me stress or numbs my mind...wait does Gossip Girl, count as mind numbing? Never mind that last one.
January 18, 2012

Confessions of Lazy Evenings

When I thought of my evenings as a family woman I pictured eating dinner as a family, giving my kids a bath, supervising as they brush and get into jammies. Then reading them a story, tucking them in with kisses and finally enjoying a glass of wine while Hillary and I read the book of the moment before going to bed.

And actually, it's not too far from that. A little messier than I envisioned, but it makes me happy.

But I have to admit I LOVE when B skips his afternoon nap and is so tired by 5 that we feed him early and he's down for the night by 6:45.

Those nights we make a grown up dinner and eat it on the couch in front of a movie.

Tonight it's red wine with pesto pasta and Super Troopers.

Love these nights, even if it's not quite what I always pictured.
January 7, 2012

Napping, Etc...


There has been a sea change in our home. It happened little by little, but we noticed every extra minute. We. have. a baby. who. sleeps. ...Pause, for dramatic effect...

Seriously, though, Becks is taking at least one and very often 2 solid, 1 to 2 hour naps - EVERY day. People, come on! Get excited with me - I mean, we can actually accomplish things without going into his room ever 20 minutes because he woke up. It's pretty amazing.

And the cherry on top? I put him down at night around 7 like clock work and he sleeps until at least 10:00. I usually have to nurse him then, but he goes back down. I mean, do you know what you can do when there isn't a baby connected to you for over THREE hours? I feel like we've won the lottery. We can make dinner and eat it! Watch whole movies at a time. It's been 15 months!

On New Year's Eve we had a party and he slept until almost 12:45 - through a party! Even through the countdown and horns and screamed tidings to happiness for the coming year. We were not quiet. He slept. It was amazing.

Now our nights are a whole other story. But this is serious progress. Major motion forward. Toddler hood - I love it.

And yes, my answer to when will you have another has changed because of it. When it was hard, it was like - well might as well just add another little person into the mix and see what we get. But now I think we're going to enjoy this little taste of freedom and of having adult time again. At least for a little while.