Now I do all my work sitting on my bed. The good news is that I have no paperwork, because basically no one has my address over here (let's not talk about how much paperwork has piled up at my parents' house while we've been gone. At least it'll give me something to do when I'm up with the girls at 4 a.m. when we get back and are all dealing with severe jet-lag).
One of the work-y type things I've been doing is writing for Conde Nast Traveler (because there is only so many travel photos you can inflict upon one single blog), and it's basically the most fun gig in the world.
In October, I wrote four posts:
- How to Deal with Jet-Lagged Kids (so many Pringle-eating fests in the middle of the dang night that first week. Sometimes the girls woke up too)
- Traveling pregnant? 4 Things to Stick in Your Purse (not mentioned: many chocolate bars. Bart's parents came through, though, and we were never far from a chocolate bar for the two and half weeks we were together)
- 9 Ways to Entertain Your Kids on a Long Flight (you know, besides 5 back-to-back movies on the iPad)
- How to Make Museums Fun for Little Kids (we were not really on our game when we visited the Rijksmuseum, but we've gotten a lot better)
And, a couple of Disney Baby posts because, what else are you going to do on a Thursday? (Besides, you know, actual productive things):
- 9 Things to Do Before Your Baby is Born (diaper subscription for the win)
- How I Know I Love My Children (why else would anyone ever push those 40-foot-long horrible car carts around the grocery store?)
- 10 Pumpkin-Shaped Treats (I do not subscribe to the "all-pumpkin-flavor-all-the-fall-long" theory, but I do like food that is cute).
- Things You Shouldn't Say to a New Mom (a few of these you could get away with if you are very close friends. But to a stranger? No. Don't).
And. . .this is the face I'll be making if we get a house in Durham that has an office again.