Friends!?!?

So right as I was about to post a thought I had onto Facebook, I thought, "No! I am not in the mood to be a patron to this enterprise today!" and decided to write my thoughts on my blog, because that is where my real friends are.

You are there, aren't you? :-/

Speaking of friends, this was the random thought I had about them today. I'm pretty sure that if I have played a video game or two with you, then we are real friends. Like, for really real. I know it sounds odd and perhaps rather dumb, but when I play video games I get really into it, and I am not embarrassed. If you are, then I would suggest you find another girl to hang out with.

This might explain why I was friends with a lot of guys in college.

Trying out the new blogger app.

Just so you know, we are still alive, and I am not planning on abandoning our blog anytime soon. I've actually just gotten an iPad and have been having way too much fun with it. So you can blame apple for taking away your favorite blogger ever from the blogging world for a little while. But rest assured we are making plans to post more recipes and fun stuff soon. Maybe even Micah will make a post one of these days! Then perhaps you might know the joys of his labors as a resident psychiatrist....

Happy conference weekend, by the way.

Much love from us Crofts - where the women are strong, the men are good looking, and the children are above average.

Hello!

I guess I’ve fallen into the whole “my baby is cuter than all the other babies” trap. Sue me.

I HAZ A THEORY!

 

If you have a computer, you’ve probably noticed how the young folks are using this thing called “Skype" – like the ubiquitous Google, people are even making into a verb and making requests to “skype” one another. Have you ever used it? With someone other than your mom? Were you somewhat put off by it for some inexplicable reason? Were you utterly amazed at the idea of being able to see your loved ones from far away, like in the sci-fi movies, but once you tried it it got really old, really fast?

You’re not alone.

For a long time, I used to skype (there’s that verb again) – with people and during the “conversation” I seemed to have forgotten EVERY IMPORTANT THING I WANTED TO SAY. I would close the box feeling slightly bewildered. I somehow lost sight of the real purpose of the call.

WHY!?

Well turns out that when you skype, there is a little box where you can see yourself!!

What starts out like this…

 

Turns into this:

 

It’s not a conversation with the other person! It’s a conversation with your egotistical self!

So next time you Skype with (GR!) or video chat with somebody, try turning the darn mirror off. It might be difficult! But chances are your hair will look the same at the end of a conversation as it did at the beginning.  

 

Or you might not like skype because the people you talk to are boring. I cannot help you there.

Sounds from my apartment

Across the way from our apartment lives some family with a really cranky baby. I mean really cranky. She (he?) daily screams bloody murder. I used to think the screaming came from the baby supply consignment shop next door. But I’m pretty sure this kid lives in our building.

Meanwhile, I am sitting in our family room with Micah’s laptop(the spacebar is faulty so don’t judge me by my writing today), looking across the room is Pippa sitting quietly on the couch (she likes to sit on the corner, supported on both sides so she can sit upright like a big kid).  She doesn’t sleep through the night every night, but she has a few times and only wakes up to eat. I’ve been reading books that talk about babies that cry for up to 8 hours a day. How to calm your fussy child. How to get your child to fall asleep.  And so on.

Perhaps it is providence.  Heaven only knows how we would have survived this stressful part of our lives with a super fussy baby. I guess we would have anyways.

I feel like, maybe, since I am writing this I will be someday eating my words and wake up to a screaming baby. It’s very possible. If we go out of the house she tends to be more fussy. But so far it’s been pretty good. Therefore I can’t really complain about life right now. Even though it is still VERY busy and stressful. I don’t like to write a lot about life with children, or even being the wife of a medical resident, because I worry that I will scare away people who are considering going through the same thing.

All I know is that it’s do-able. Not ever really easy. But worth it.

You’ll buy my book, How to Be Married to a Doctor, when it comes out, won’t you?