I’m Not Polite Enough To Pretend I’m Not Hungry

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You know the drill: You go to a gathering of women.

It could be a girl’s night out, a bridal or baby shower, a book club, a Tupperware/Scentsy/[Insert name of wildly popular new product line here] party.

And then no one wants to be first in line at the food table – especially if it’s dessert.

We all stand around and pretend that we don’t need food to survive.

No woman will grab a plate and go through the line first. It’s a pretend-I’m-not-hungry stand-off, when in reality, most of us have hustled and bustled all day – or week! – long to get enough done to clear our schedules for this three-to-four hour soiree in which we are supposed to relax, have a good time, and just be ourselves.

And this is regardless if we are married without children, single, or have one or several children. All women these days are busy – the last thing we need to do when we gather with other women is to pretend, to waste our precious hours of community time not being who we are, or exclaiming about how much we don’t need to eat anything on the menu.

We need to eat. We need to keep up our strength in order to keep up with our schedules – and maintain our sanity.

I am not polite enough to pretend I’m not hungry anymore.

And not just while I’m pregnant. There have been SO many people who have made comments along the lines of “let the pregnant woman eat.” This is true, pregnant women are often hungry. However, so are regular women.

Let’s just let all the women eat, regardless of the state of their uterus. Sound good?

And women: let’s stop waiting. We deny ourselves a lot in life, and whether that denial is free evenings because we want to excel at our career or Saturday mornings because we are raising children or the new shoes because really we ought to stock the pantry instead, we shouldn’t feel the need to wait for someone else to make the move to eat.

If we don’t pay attention to our needs, it’s not a guarantee that someone else will.

I am not polite enough to pretend I’m not hungry anymore.

Will you stop being polite with me?

8 Things Only Readers Understand

8 Things Only Readers Understand | Inkwells & Images

There are some things that only readers understand:

1. You can know a word, how it’s spelled, and what it means, and still have no idea how to pronounce it.  This is called “reader’s vocabulary” or “Calliope syndrome”. This happens to me ALL the time – one specific word was “superfluous” which I thought was pronounced “super-fluous.” Another hard one? “Epitome.” Oops.

2. You can forget to eat while reading. It’s strange, but true – I can forget to eat entire meals because I’m engrossed in an intense story. I remember reading “The Hunger Games” trilogy in three days and not eating much more than saltines. Ironic, considering the title of the book… and this is coming from someone who very much likes to eat.

3. There’s no wrong way to “sit” while reading a book. Sitting normally in a chair. Pillow in your lap instead of behind your head. Lying on your stomach with the book propped in front of you. Every marathon reading session has a few interesting postures that it goes through… or more than a few.

4. Owning more than one copy of a favorite book is perfectly acceptable. There’s the hardcover that reminds you of the first time you read it, the paperback that’s easier to carry around, the commemorative edition that you HAD to buy because it’s one of your favorites… You are not alone, book-lover.

5. Anything can be used as a bookmark. ANYTHING. Paper (obviously), but also hair ties, pens, ribbons, paperclips… and maybe a little unusual but totally valid: other books.

6. The best possible response to “What are doing this weekend?” is “Read a book.” Maybe it sounds lame to other people, but two days of uninterrupted reading bliss is the best way to spend a weekend.

7. There’s only one way to read a series: in order, from start to finish. No explanation necessary.

8. When you finish a really good book and just can’t bring yourself to start another one because you know everything is going to be a letdown. That’s when you have to turn to your reader-friends and get a solid recommendation to pull you back in.

Which of these had you nodding your head? Any that I missed? Share them in the comments below!

P.S. Did you see which books I’ve been reading lately? Check them out here! 

Life in Our New Home

We are finally settled into our new house!

Mostly.

The counter in our laundry room is still covered in random cleaning supplies and tools that don’t quite have a home yet, and only 2/3 of our closets have any shelves in them. There are still a few boxes still to be unpacked, but all of them are stacked in those closets that don’t quite have shelves yet. #Winning

But mostly, we’re settled. And it’s even starting to feel like home.

Life in Our New Home | Inkwells & Images
Life in Our New Home | Inkwells & Images
The cats have fully adjusted to being fireplace-owning cats. #Spoiled
It feels like I can be a human again. I can think about something other than timelines and packing and moving preparations. And it feels so good. Deep breaths are easier. The little, mundane tasks like packing a lunch and brushing my teeth aren’t as annoying as they were while we were in transition, constantly looking ahead to the next thing that we needed to check off our list.
Instead, now we’re slowly checking off the days on the calendar toward a baby, which is just as life-changing, but much more on autopilot in some ways.
Life in Our New Home | Inkwells & Images
Life in Our New Home | Inkwells & Images
Life in Our New Home | Inkwells & Images
Life in Our New Home | Inkwells & Images
Scott MADE the hanging beam light fixtures over our island and dining room table. As I’ve said before, I will be worthless in an apocalypse, and am glad I married well.
Since we moved in the Saturday before Christmas weekend, we chose not to drive ourselves crazy trying to rush out a buy a tree and decorate. Instead, we hung the stockings on the mantel, noticing that it is our last (and only) year with only two hanging there side by side.
Life in Our New Home | Inkwells & Images
Life in Our New Home | Inkwells & Images
Life in Our New Home | Inkwells & Images
Life in Our New Home | Inkwells & Images
Almost everything you see made out of wood (pantry doors, trim, mantle, railing, etc.) were made by our good friend Gordy at Gordon Miller Woodworks. He does a fabulous job, as you can see, and really enjoys taking unique slabs of wood and creating one-of-a-kind pieces of furniture and picture frames and things. 
We’re settling into new routines, and while we’re still in the stages where we have to think about where things like extra toilet paper live now, daily life is so much easier. A real kitchen sink. A dishwasher. Our own washer and dryer. These are the things that I will not take for granted again.
Life in Our New Home | Inkwells & Images
Life in Our New Home | Inkwells & Images
Life in Our New Home | Inkwells & Images
Our “nursery” – which is still almost this empty. Probably should start doing something about that.
Life in Our New Home | Inkwells & Images
My office is pretty boring at the moment.
Life in Our New Home | Inkwells & Images
But it has a nice view.
It’s good to be home.