About Me

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. Yes, it 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. I’m sure that one day, my rigorous instruction will stick and they 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 for going on 15 years. We have a fat golden retriever, whom the children love but I resent for the tumbleweeds I am forever sweeping up, and a 16-year-old cat 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 was born in January 2005. After some family-related delays, I recently returned to the workforce as a human resources consultant. I am forever seeking 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 am addicted to email. When you leave comments, I get email, so please, leave comments on my blog posts! I love it when a book grabs me from page one and won’t let me go. I know how to play poker, although I wouldn’t describe myself as a Poker Player. 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 am blessed with an abundance of fantastic friends and an inability to say no to a good party.

I have been reading a handful of blogs on a regular basis. My blogroll includes links to many wonderful reads, including the ones that have inspired me to begin blogging myself. Though I am nearly paralyzed by their brilliance and can never hope to be as witty or clever, I figure it’s a worthwhile exercise all the same. I appreciate your spending some time reading the Soup. Do come back again soon!