Keepsake

We painted the kids' rooms, the baby's - a pepto bismol pink (who knew my husband was so traditional) and my stepson's a bright green, his color of choice. Overall, we are a lot more colorful than I ever imagined myself to be, but perhaps, or actually not perhaps but certainly, it is a positive shift.

My newest source of stress is finding an appropriate baby keepsake book. Seems that the ones sold in stores are not flexible and don't allow me to take out the cheesiest of pages. Also, the persistent references to the parents as mommy and daddy annoy the shit out of me. First, JP is definitely not daddy, but papa. Whether I am mommy is TBD, but unlikely. I found great customizable books on etsy.com, a site where private sellers and small businesses market their homemade creations. I was pretty excited albeit the book costing thrice as much as a standard one... Until I showed my husband. We looked at the seller profile and turns out that she is not only a gifted craftsperson, but a mother, a wife, and a devout follower of her savior Jesus Christ. The immediate response I got from JP was "we are not supporting religious fundamentalists, forget about it." I, on the other hand, am very torn. Does being a devout follower of her savior make her work any less valuable? On the contrary, she would argue, her talents were given to her by Him and now I will get to enjoy the fruits. Maybe she was a crackwhore turned avid born again scrapbooker, who am I to judge? More importantly, can I find a better book somewhere else? I keep looking, but she, like his spirit it seems, is everywhere you type in "modern baby keepsake book."

Keeping up with my tally of people who gave me their seats on the subway. Add one more to each category; black men, black women, and white women. Go ahead and subtract from white men, they are now in the negative territory, pushing me around and racing me to the seat. Fuckers.