Tuesday, November 20, 2007

The husband formerly know as _________

So my husband's suspicions were aroused last night by my continually photographing all aspect of his dinner from preparation to serving. See, I was concocting a recipe based on the contents of my fridge, which I needed to clean out before we leave town for Thanksgiving. And I thought it would be fun to document and share the recipe. Who knows: maybe I'll go back to it myself on one of those nights I can't think of anything to make (recipe forthcoming after my return next week).

He was not pleased about the blog idea. "I am a very private person," he explained. I told him that the blog is not really about him and then launched into a long explanation of the value of documenting one's life in a way that is more interactive than a plain web page, blah blah blah. "Fine," he said. "Just don't put me in it." I confirmed that this meant no pictures or direct references including his name. So for now, I will assign him the name Big S, noting for his benefit that he is tall, not wide. And at some point I will construct a stand-up cardboard cut out representing the abstract concept of husband to use in his place in family photographs posted to my blog.

So then this morning he asked, "Why not Figs, Whiskey, and Amazing Husband"? I think he's warming to the blog idea.

Since there are hundreds of seven-year-olds named Sophie, my daughter will remain for blogging purposes Sophie. That might be her real name; it might not.

3 comments:

lisagh said...

Happy to find you in the blogosphere! You've definitely provided plenty of chuckles in my comments, so I can't wait to hear what you've got to say!

Yahoo!

Tay said...

I want a blog yours is so so so cool

Cindy said...

Hi, Tay! Thanks for the comment! (That's my lovely niece.)