March 2009


I apologize. I thought I was all about doing one more thing but something recently slipped by me. My wonderful Scion has had a very slow leak in one of the tires and every day, I go out and check to see if I need to stop by a garage to get the darn thing inflated. About once a week I get gas and fill up the tire. I keep thinking, “gosh, I should really get that checked out” but then think, “when am I going to have the time to take it to the tire shop?”

Well, today I dropped Walker off to play with Grammy Jane at Toddler Tunes and I noticed it was time for my weekly tire trip. Annoyed, I wonder if they’ll let me inflate for free if I only buy two gallons of gas so I also unsuccessfully scour the car for three quarters. And then it happened. The fog parted and I realized I could be much more efficient. Why continue the cycle of emergency air stops when I have one of the best mechanics in SF blocks from my office? So I skidaddled on over to see Robert at Action Auto and he fixed my tire for $20. And to top it off, I got some good exercise walking to and from the garage. So, I hope you won’t think any less of me. I was in a rut but I seem to be back at jamming as much into my day as possible. (When putting Walker to bed, I had some good business ideas as well as thoughts about how to reorganize the sleeping arrangements and toddler gates for maximum efficiency.)

And what’s a blog post without a photo of Walker? When we went to Florida, we got smart and hid the shoe shine kit before Walker could destroy the brass tops. But it’s heavy and not something Gigi can move herself. So, we had to replace it before we left for the airport. Walker took the opportunity to mess with it during the very short time between moving it and going to the airport — you can tell we’re on our way soon since Walker was donning his backpack filled with toy.

And of course, all the girls love Walker… Need I say more?

Walker would like to take a moment to thank the wonderful Hunt family for the fantastic train set and play area. It’s the first thing he plays with in the morning and the last thing he plays with in the afternoon. Mommy and Daddy spend a lot of time fixing the tracks after Walker does his rampaging play fun through the Village but we enjoy it as well. He especially enjoys the magnets and jamming train parts into the large Fire House. That was second only to opening and closing the Fire House doors that would turn on the flashing lights and loud siren. Mommy and Daddy turned off that feature quite quickly.

Thank you Simon, Susan, Ian, Devin and Megan. Walker appreciates the toys; Mommy and Daddy appreciate the ability to sit on the couch and watch him have fun.


Hooray! Today our little house began to be a more green place to live. Our solar system went online and we saved about four pounds of carbon dioxide in the last two hours of sunlight of the day. It was very exciting to see the electric meter spin backwards and know PG&E can pump a bit less crud into the air because of us. We look forward to smaller bills.

I don’t think it’s related but Walker sang a wonderful rendition of “Yeah Mama!” tonight while he was falling asleep.

Here’s to a better life for our kids.

Walker went to the store and picked out this plant all by himself. He carried it through the store, to the register, back to the car, and all the way home so he could ensure it arrived safely. He’s very sincere in his good wishes (as evidenced by his expression.) Happy Birthday Gigi. We love you.

Today I had occasion to reconnect with three people who were instrumental in molding my career — my friends Jeff Veen (user experience God), Bryan Mason (organizational wizard), and Maggie Mason (Mighty blogger and writer). I’ve always admired this trio and they’ve each inspired me in different ways. Jeff has an incredible way of looking at the web and making complex things simple. Bryan knows EVERYONE and uses his energy to bring everyone together to work towards a common goal (which is generally for something that betters the world in some way — and did I mention we share a passion for solving problems?) Maggie is one of the most entertaining writers I know, and, coincidentally, she’s mommy to a little boy who just turned two so her writing has recently veered towards the Mommy-centric. I credit Maggie for giving me the confidence to write in a public forum so you can thank (or curse) her for this blog. (You may recall an earlier post where I described my early writing process that involved many tears and bottles of wine.) Anyway, I’ve been so very busy and single-minded that I’ve neglected to spend the time with people who are doing fascinating and progressive projects that get me to think differently. I doubt they realize what a huge impact they’ve had on me and my career but with the magic of the Internet, I’m sure they’ll soon find out. So thank you my friends and it was great to see you.

A few other things have happened recently. Walker has continued to CREATE at school. He’s doing a lot more drawing and I continue to be impressed at how well he colors in the lines. Some of his projects have included cut outs and tape. Today I brought home a large cut out bunny that was stapled to a brown piece of paper rolled in a tube so it’s sort of like a Bunny on a Stick. All these projects have been stored in Walker’s new folder that hangs on the wall at school. It’s so exciting to walk in to Sofiya’s and check his folder for the latest creation.

And how do we get all these items home? Sofiya suggested Walker was old enough for a little backpack. Boy, was she right! On Sunday we went to the toy store in search of something — I had been hoping for a small bag with some astronauts and rockets on it but we had to settle for a blue bag with a generic “Football U” on it (I’ll be sewing some space patches over the existing embroidery). Who cares what I like? Certainly not Walker because the pack is his new favorite possession. Each morning, when we get ready to go, we put on shoes, pick out our favorite coat of the day, and put on our backpack. He’s so proud of himself and feels like such a big boy that I think he’s an inch taller by the time we walk out the door.

Speaking of big-boy, last night we refinanced our house (again — we got an amazing rate so there’s one benefit to the economic “downturn”). Walker was very patient but really wanted to be a part of the process. For those of you who haven’t been through this, you must know you have to sign and initial about 100 documents. And both of you must do it. Walker wasn’t going to let us have all the fun; he very much wanted to assume some of his own debt. So he sat down at the kitchen table with Mommy, Daddy and Notary, took his pen and started signing loan papers. The Notary was quick to accommodate his desires, giving him some of his very own pages with check marks, “x” marks, stamps, and signature lines. Thirty years from now, I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to know we considered him “Borrower #3”.

I can now check off one of those items on my “must do before I die” list. For most of you, it’s likely not terribly exciting. But for me, well, it’s a big deal. I’ll be able to clothe my family should we all have to return to our Pioneering roots. I learned to crochet. (Now is the time when you picture our interesting little family dressed as Pioneers from the 1974?) I went to the Adobe Yarn Craft Club (OK, so it’s a knitting club but people crochet too so I’m going to be craft-agnostic to avoid any controversy), and in five minutes, a woman showed me how to double crochet a hat. I’m a fast learner and have had a few meetings where I needed to relieve a bit of stress so I made two hats in less than a week. These were donated to a homeless shelter with more than 45 other knit and crochet hats created the good folks at Adobe. It appears a bit square in the photo but that’s only because of the inflatable packing material I got with my Amazon.com order that I jammed in there to give it a bit of depth for this very professionally art directed photo taken with my iPhone…

And I’ll end with one comment. Walker has given Wilson another nickname. The cat once known as WillyBean, Beano, Mr. Bean and Mr. Three Fang is now affectionately known as “Rwaow.” The large kitty doesn’t “meow” like most cats but rather, he has a more guttural “rwaow” and he likes to talk. Yeah, that nickname is gonna stick.