End of Year Chicken

Havi Brooks does this thing on her blog called the Friday Chicken, wherein every Friday she talks about the hard and the good aspects of her week. I think it’s a great exercise, so I thought I’d give it a try as an end of year review. Turns out she did the same thing in New Year’s: The Great 2009 Chicken. I was going to call it the Year End Chicken, but I think The Great 2009 Chicken has more flair. Anyhow, on with the list…

The Hard

Infertility
This year started off with me still trying to move past a miscarriage from the end of 2008. This is probably the hardest thing I dealt with this year. I cried. A lot. I sunk into depression. I tried to focus on the good things, but it just didn’t help that I felt empty and lost.

Conception still hasn’t happened for us as of now, more than a year later, which makes things even harder. In October we started seeing an infertility specialist to check for any problems. All the tests have come up “everything is great/perfect/right where it should be.” Which leaves us where? So that’s hard.

Adjusting to stepmom life
Since my husband and I married in the summer of 2008, this is my first full year as a stepmom and dealing with all the feelings of overwhelm, fear, and jealousy that go with it. There are a lot of emotions that creep up when you become a stepmom. It can be disorienting. There were times I felt misunderstood and alone. I’m growing stronger at it, though.

In-laws moved in
My in-laws moved in with us temporarily. I feel bad listing this as a hard because it certainly must be harder on them having been displaced, but it’s a huge shift to go from a three person household to a five person household. There are four adults sharing a roof, not to mention parenting efforts of a 12 year old boy. Tensions can be high.

Financial stuff
My husband and I are both self-employed and while we were able to stay afloat, there were some months where things got really tight. Thank goodness we had savings. Depleting the savings, however, is not fun.

Bickering
Oh, how I hate to admit there was bickering. Alas, there was. Between me and my husband, between me and my stepson, between my husband and my stepson. We are lessening that trend and I hope we continue to work things out without being so quick to take offense.

The Good

Learning about myself as a stepmom
Learning that my feelings of overwhelm, fear, and jealousy were perfectly normal among stepmoms. Yay! I’m not crazy. I’m not a horrible person. I’m completely fine. Thank you Wednesday Martin for writing Stepmonster (and thank you, Erin, for highly recommending it). That book has completely changed my perspective and given me lots of ideas for step-family health.

Unleashing my creative side
This summer I did three things to unleash my creativity. I took a photography class, I joined a bunch of other bloggers in wrecking a journal, and I took Deb Owen’s Creative Pathways class.

As a result of all three, I saw the world in a different way. I didn’t shy away from trying new things. The experience of letting myself go without worrying about creating something perfect was extraordinary.

New respect for summer
Not since my school days have I ever really looked forward to summer. Even in my school days, I was usually content to enter Fall. This year, however, I realized I have an excitement over summer and a sadness over its end. I’m not sure if that is due to this summer’s creative burst or simply the weather. I think I finally learned how to make the most of summer.

Launching Too Many Toasters
Too Many Toasters was an idea I started conceiving over the summer. I was afraid to rush in for fear of fizzling out on it. As time passed, I was more excited about it and finally decided to jump in after realizing I can do it on my terms. I don’t have to write every day even though “ideally” blogs should have frequent new posts. Who has time to read all that anyway?

Being invited to blog on Working Mother
As a by-product of launching Too Many Toasters, I was asked to blog about stepmotherhood on Working Mother. If I can help one person out there relax in her chair and think “so I’m not crazy and it’s not just me,” then I feel that it was worth it.

All in all it was a roller coaster of a year. I’m glad to have come out, perhaps better, on the other side.

Feel free to jump in with your own hard and good list in the comments. Here’s wishing for a 2010 improperly balanced with more good than hard!

August Usability Newsletter is Live

Since this happened while I was traveling, I forgot to post a link here for anyone interested. The August edition of Usability Interface is live at http://www.stcsig.org/usability/newsletter/index.html.

Read my editorial to see how the Wreck This Journal book blogging experience helped me realize the importance of visual cues in web design. Who knew I’d get that out of fabulous, frivolous destruction!

There are also book reviews of Mental Models: Aligning Design Strategy with Human Behavior, Designing the User Interface: Strategies for Effective Human-Computer Interaction (5th Edition) and Card Sorting: Designing Usable Categories.

You can read about how to alleviate friction between software developers and users through user-friendly documentation and how to create strong navigation on a web site.

If usability or web design are your thing, check it out.

A Summer of Firsts

I didn’t really get a chance to talk about it, so I’m taking the opportunity now. The summer of 2009 was a summer of firsts for me. Before it becomes too distant a memory, I thought I’d share some of my firsts:

Wrecked a journal- I’m sure you know that story by now. It was all part of Jamie Ridler’s book blogging adventure. There were also many firsts within this single exercise like making online videos, rubbing a book in the dirt, or setting things on fire… on purpose.

Climbed and repelled- A brick wall, no less. Not even a goofy looking rock with handles that look like they were made from Play-doh. Granted the brick wall had bricks that stuck out especially for this purpose, but whatever- I climbed a brick wall.

Wrote a children’s story- After my best friend mentioned that her daughter loves checking the mail to see if she got anything (usually the answer is no), I got the idea to write her a story and mail it out in parts.

Drew with pastels- It’s pretty good, too! I haven’t taken any art classes (aside from the required classes in elementary and middle school). Over the past few months, I’ve watched some of Connie’s videos over at Dirty Footprints and absorbed some tips- thanks, Chica!

My first pastels piece

My first pastels piece

Painted with watercolors- Ok, this one did not produce a masterpiece and I don’t think I enjoyed this as much as the pastels. The point is I tried it. I may even try it again sometime.

Drove a SeaDoo- I’ve never even been on a jet ski, let alone drive one. I’ll admit I was scared and lagged behind the rest of the group most of the time. By the end of the tour, I got the hang of it. The whole experience was great fun.

Took a photography class- I finally learned how to set the exposure settings on my DSLR to capture the pictures I want how I want them.

Took a class over the phone- Every week I met with a great group of people via phone to work through Deb Owen’s Creative Pathways course. I learned, I explored, I grew. I’m still growing.

Grew squash- I didn’t even know I liked squash until about a year ago. This summer I decided I liked it enough to try growing it in my garden. It started as a piddly little four leaf plant plastered flat against the ground. I thought for sure it wouldn’t make it. Within a few weeks, it grew two feet tall and four feet wide and produced a bounty of perfect yellow squash.

I joined Flickr. I was elected to be a member of my township’s youth baseball board. I rode water slides at Atlantis. I touched a starfish.

Through all of these accomplishments, I learned it is exhilarating to try something new. I learned that I am more capable than I give myself credit for. I learned that play equals life experience. In addition, I’ve met some wonderful people in real life and online. I’ve listened to stories, told stories, and created stories.

Isn’t that what life is all about?

Did you try anything new this summer?

Wreck This Journal: Week 8

A lot of people in this Wreck This Journal book blogging group tackled the burning page early on. Since I waited, it felt almost a little boring so I just kept ignoring that page.

With the help of my husband and stepson, last night I ceremoniously burned the page. We even made another video. I have to give my husband loads of credit for his ideas on how to burn the page as well as his film directorship. I hope you like it.

Happy wrecking!

If you’re confused as to what this Wreck This Journal stuff is all about or curious to see what other wrecking has transpired, here are some links to bring you up to speed.

Wreck This Journal: Week 7

Two glorious forms of wrecking occurred this week in my journal. Both involved tearing pages out and putting pages in.

First, I laundered a page. I ripped it out, folded it up and tucked it in the pocket of a pair of shorts. One wash cycle and 45 minutes of dryer time later, I let my hubby recover the balled up (but clean) page.

Pulling the washed page out of a pocket

Pulling the washed page out of a pocket

Carefully opening the washed page

Carefully opening the washed page

The beautiful end result

The beautiful end result

Second, and even more glorious, I swapped pages with the delightful LaWendula in Germany. That’s right, our pages crossed a good portion of the globe in just a few short days. Her page came to me on Monday, the same day that I put my page in the mail to her. She let me know yesterday that she had received it already.

I was so excited to see that envelope in the mailbox! She had used several pretty stamps on a bright pink envelope. So cheerful!

Stamps from LaWendula's letter to me

Stamps from LaWendula's letter to me

The page she sent could not have been more perfect. She glued in a page from Kate Chopin’s The Awakening.

LaWendula's <em>The Awakening</em> page

LaWendula's The Awakening page

What LaWendula didn’t realize is that Kate Chopin is my favorite classic author. I read The Awakening and a number of Chopin’s short stories as an English major in college. Her “The Story of an Hour” is one of my favorites.

A few months ago I purchased a copy of The Awakening and Selected Short Fiction so I could read it all over again. That book is next on my “to read” list (after I finish The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger).

<em>The Awakening</em> at the top of my own "to read" stack\

So to LaWendula: Thank you very much for sending me this beautiful page! I have given it a new home in a “clean” portion of my Wreck This Journal. I will think of you when I read The Awakening. I’m pleased to have you as a new friend.

To all of my fellow wreckers, Happy Wrecking!

If you’re confused as to what this Wreck This Journal stuff is all about or curious to see what other wrecking has transpired, here are some links to bring you up to speed.

Wreck This Journal: Week 6

This week for Wreck This Journal, I overcame a fear. I made a video.

Lots of fellow wreckers paved the way for me by making videos that looked fun and not terribly scary. I generally don’t like video cameras and find it hard to be myself around them, so this was a huge step.

This was completely spontaneous. One minute I was weeding my garden, the next I was scurrying through my house to gather up my computer and journal in the last few minutes of daylight.

I had a lot of fun making this video and I didn’t even chicken out in posting it. Here it is. Enjoy!

Happy wrecking!

If you’re confused as to what this Wreck This Journal stuff is all about or curious to see what other wrecking has transpired, here are some links to bring you up to speed.

Wreck This Journal: Week 5

Another journal wrecking week is coming to a close. (If you don’t know what I’m talking about, see the links at the end of this post.)

As I’m sure my fellow wreckers can attest, some weeks are more inspired than others. Last week, not so much. This week, inspired!

My stepson has been playing with a box of balloons this week. Those long, skinny balloons that are meant for being shaped into animals or hats.

My husband, being a giant kid himself, had the idea to make a water balloon with one. It was meant to be some kind of fancy water cannon with which he could inflict torture on my stepson (or possibly me).

Fortunately for us his idea evolved. While standing at the sink alternately filling a balloon and twisting, he asked if he could smash his water balloon in my journal.

My reply? “Heck yeah! I’ll get the camera.”

We flipped the book open to “scrub this page” and let loose.

I ended up with 67 photographs from what was probably two minutes of wreckage. Here are some of the highlights:

Let the wrecking begin!

Let the wrecking begin!

The journal proves to be a formidable opponent

The journal proves to be a formidable opponent

Time to get serious

Time to get serious

Why swing one balloon when you can wield nunchucks...

Why swing one balloon when you can wield nunchucks...

Squeezing out the last few drips for good measure

Squeezing out the last few drips for good measure

Consider this journal scrubbed clean

Consider this journal scrubbed clean

Yes, I and the camera both got wet.

Happy wrecking!

Curious about what other wreckage transpired?

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