Hi, I’m Meg. Welcome to my blog, Soup Is Not A Finger Food. This is an exact phrase that I have actually said to my kids. More than once. Yes, they really have attempted to eat soup with their fingers. That worked out about like you think it did. I have also been known to offer the same guidance regarding the consumption of yogurt, applesauce, pudding, mashed potatoes, rice, oatmeal, and even Rice Krispies in milk. One day, I hope my rigorous instruction will stick and my boys will impress many a young lady with their Perfect Table Manners. However, we’re not there yet. I thought that helpful parenting tips such as what foods are appropriate for eating without utensils might provide a humorous slant for relating some of the funnier anecdotes from my chaos-filled life.
So, about me then. I have three lovely sons, after whom I am constantly cleaning up. I’ve been married to my wonderful husband since 1993. He took up ice hockey when he was 39 and played for five years, until an unfortunate knee injury ended his career. (Such as it was.). Now he plays beer-league softball.
We have a too-fat golden retriever, Mac, whom the boys love but I resent for the tumbleweeds I am forever sweeping up, and a geriatric cat, Chuckie, who just won’t die lives on despite our occasional neglect. Our 40+ year-old ranch home (no two-story foyers for us!) is on a wooded lot in the bosom of Suburbia, surrounded by the finest neighbors anyone could wish for.
I’m a native of Pennsylvania, and like so many of my peers in the late ’80s and early ’90s, moved to the Washington, DC area to seek my fortune. Somewhere along the line, it became home. In fact, we tried moving back to Pennsylvania in late 2006, but it just didn’t stick. We moved back six months later. (Yes, there’s a story there. All in good time.)
After 15 years in HR, I left the full-time workforce when baby #3 (and last) was born in 2005. After some family-related delays, I returned to work as a human resources consultant. I am in search of the ever-elusive Perfect Balance between work and family. I hear it’s out there; if you find it, please, drop some bread crumbs so I can follow your trail. Thanks.
I like cooking, singing, the Steelers, and a Perfect gin and tonic. I love it when a book grabs me from page one and won’t let me go. My two favorite TV shows are The Office and Weeds. I know how to play poker, although I wouldn’t describe myself as a Poker Player. Same thing with skiing. I grew up on a farm and have driven a tractor. (No, I do not know how to milk a cow.) My first car was a brown Buick Skylark with 4-on-the-floor and a bench seat. My last name used to be Beaver and I didn’t know it was funny until I got to college. (I know.) I have really, really messed-up feet. I would rather apologize for being late than run to catch the train, which is weird because I’m also compulsively early for stuff. I am blessed with an abundance of fantastic friends and an inability to say no to a good party.
Dying to know more? See my 25 things post from January 25, 2009.
UPDATED NOVEMBER 2009: While I’m keeping all content from March 2008 through October 2009 on this WordPress site, I’ve set up a new and improved site for all future content. See me on Typepad, www.soupisnotafingerfood.com.
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