Design Public

I wrote something for the Baby Blog-A-Palooza at Design Public. It's about Logan, but it was supposed to be about kids. So I'm stupid! But then I realized sometimes Logan is like a child. In fact, sometimes when I'm chatting with aquaintances and I mention how picky Logan is, they say, "How old is Logan?"

He's 37.

So in that way he is sort of like a child. I had so many examples of our butting heads about design: the olive paint on our walls (Too Olive! Not Olive Enough!), the sofa we bought after we married (NO SKIRTS!!! I HATE SKIRTS!). He's an artist so he has an opinion about every single thing....even bedding. (NO FLORAL!)

So that's what I went with.

In other news: I'm addicted to news sources. I lay in bed at night wondering if something is happening in the world which relates to parents. We saw childless-friends this weekend and I dazzled them with stories about junk food bans in schools and did you know Dieter Zetsche's wife throws wicked awesome parties!

And they stare at me and drool runs out their mouths because I'm like the Cliff Claven of the parenting world.

In other other news: I think what I hate about my hair is that it reminds me of the Dutch Boy on the paint containers.

In even more news: Tonight we're going to see the Candy Band at the Zoo and there will be alcohol consumed. Yes.

Comments

[libbyfish]

i read your design public blog about your husband and his imput about the house... my fiance is the exact same way. he has serious opinions on furniture, towels, dishes. it took us two months to register because he just wasn't "happy" with the selection out there and wanted to see if anything new came out. he was completely serious. at least you can blame your husband on being an artist... sadly i have no excuse.

[Lisa V]

I often will spew off some useless information or write a paper where it sounds like I am an authority. Most of this information is either confusing or inaccurate. This is a big symptom of the Cliff Claven syndrome.

See your information is probably accurate, so you are only boderline Cliff. I think if you had said the Dieter character from Saturday Night Live or Lee Iacoca threw wicked parties for kids, then you would truly be Cliff.

[Sarah]

I didn't even know who Dieter Zetsche WAS, until I clicked your link.

[Nicole]

My husband is also an artist, but I've learned to just ignore much of his input and do what I like. He is generally pleasantly surprised, and if not, at least I'm happy. :)

I really do not get a Dutch Boy vibe from you.

[Mrs. Kennedy]

My gaybo husband LOVES flowered sheets.

Thinking about you as Cliff Claven makes me laugh and laugh. I think we should completely re-cast Cheers with people from the blogging world.

[nicole]

my husband is not an artist (at least not by trade), and he is STILL so freakin' particular. waaaay more than me. also, everything needs to be 'well made', so no ikea or target for us. boo.

so do you think junk food should or shouldn't be banned in schools?

[The Princess]

I'm seriously concerned about the time when The Dread Pirate and I have to register...he's the pickiest man I know, with taste very differen from mine. We were strolling through Crate & Barrell one Sunday afternoon, and after several hours of "ooh" from one of us, ansered by an "ick" from the other, he looked at me and said "I wonder if the workers have ever seen couples come to blows over the furniture. Because we probably will"

At least your's has an excuse, and you can claim "he's an artist", unlike me, who will just get to roll my eyes and throw up a little bit in my mouth.

[Lil' Sis]

Can you edit your Blogging Baby stuff? You misspelled a couple of things. Is there any way to tell someone that without sounding like a pretentious ass? Especially when it's coming from someone whose left hand types so much faster than her right that the spelling errors literally drip from the page?
Miao.
PS- going to see another band AGAIN when I'm playing. Bitch.

[Suswhit]

Your hair doesn't look anything like the Dutch Boy. Your bangs aren't quite right.
;-)
Funny thing is while driving in downtown A2 a couple of days ago we saw a poor little kid who did have the hair cut (with bangs) in addition to shorts with a shirt tucked into them and a dark belt. I so hoped that he was a real live little Dutch transplant only here temporarily. If not that kid is so going to get beat up at school.

[Sara Wagner]

My bf lives 3 miles from the Zoo and he never told me there were concerts!!!! How cool is that??!!
Have fun.

[Cori]

My hubby is the artist type too and we have yet to agree on a single design decision until it's over and done with. Then...one of us will nod and mutter "yeah, I guess it works." So we don't discuss, we just do and the other one lives with it. It's been working so far.

[erin]

My husband has an art streak in him as well, so he has opinions about everything. Sometimes i really enjoy it. He is much slower than me at making household decisions. Men are funny.

[Steph]

OMG I almost peed my pants just now laughing....For weeks now I have been the "Dutch boy" here in Nor Cal......I need to get into my hair gal ASAP.....My friends all laugh and say it's not true....but I know it is.....hanging my head in shame.....still laughing........Also my hubby is a graphic artist by "degree" and is so freaky about the decisions he wants to make around the house.....he's a bit metrosexual for me....but I love him!!! LOL

[jenny]

My daughter SO wants to be Rebecca from "Ken Lost His Head" and always changes the lyrics accordingly. Enjoy.

[roo]

Yes. Yes. My husband is an architect, and loves clean lines and no clutter. Unfortunately, his aesthetic doesn't really work in a small apartment with limited storage, particularly since he has a deep-seated antipathy towards cleaning or getting rid of anything he's ever owned. Plus, the sleek modern look tends to require high-end furniture, whereas our budget currently leans more towards Salvation Army. Needless to say, our home improvement projects can become a little... intense. I feel your pain!

[Laurie]

Ummm...my hair is exactly the same as yours! I always think that I look like the dutch boy...now that I am growing it out, it is not so close, but check out the wedding pics - you will def. see a resemblance. On the grwoing out thing - don't do it! I want to get mine cut, but am v. lazy. So this means pretty soon, I'll have the paint boy hair again...:) Also, my hubby - likes to be in on decisions too (re the house, wedding, etc.) What happened to the guys that just don't care? I guess I can't complain too much b/c I now LIKE that he is so involved with the little one. Oh well! I guess I can't have it both ways. :) Feel your pain though.

[Marie]

The Dutch Boy Do of 1917 is really quite alluring...the haircut, not the boy.

[clickmom]

When asked how many kids I have I answer "Three and one, I am still married to their Dad." All the really awesome women understand.

[Alana Ansley]

I, too, feel your pain. I am married to a web designer who is overly opinionated about everything. We are always remodeling our house, and I've learned to let him do whatever he wants, or we will never accomplish anything. He even critiques the outfits that I put together in the morning; he's lucky I love him so much! What I wouldn't give for a "you look nice!"

I have an opinion on junk food in schools; kids definitely need to eat a better-balanced lunch. I have had students who eat three bags of chips and a cookie for lunch, then can't sit still all afternoon. Since the cafeteria is a separate business from the school, we can't prevent them from selling that junk to our students; it has to be based on a parent request. They've stopped frying in our cafeteria, but still sell so much junk, and don't offer appealing healthful alternatives. Okay, off my soapbox now...

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