Sorting out pictures and putting them in photo albums

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One of my household projects that I have been neglecting over the past few years because other things get in the way like baking, cooking, gardening and blogging, is getting all of our pictures into the empty photo albums that I got for Christmas quite a few years ago, hint, hint. I don’t know why I kept putting it off or even just forgetting about it because once I started, it was a lot of fun, going through time with the pictures. I was reminded that my hubby can’t take a bad picture, he is as handsome now as he was back then and always extremely photogenic. Don’t get me started on the babies; the smiles and the laughter at birthday parties, Christmas mornings and all of the family vacations, the pictures made me smile and linger, I spent a long time putting them into the photo albums.

What I had forgotten is how young I looked when I had my son, I couldn’t resist taking a picture to show my friends. The picture also reminded me how overwhelmed I felt when my baby boy and I came home from the hospital. Don’t get me wrong, my hubby was absolutely wonderful, he was amazing with the diaper changing, the bath time and getting up in the middle of the night to get our baby boy so that I can feed him, I was still having a hard time walking after the birth. However, when my parents brought us home, the three of us, I was looking for any reason to keep them with us, the thought of having our baby and me being responsible for him was scary. Which is why I said that my hubby was amazing, he more than helped me with the physical part, he helped me with the emotional part as well. I did get over it and as any mother will attest, I feel head over heels in love with our baby boy, we were together all the time, he was attached to me for the first year of his life and I loved it. I went back to work for the second year and he went to day school, an excellent day school, but I missed him so much.

This picture was taken at my mother-in-law’s house around Christmas time of 1991, so that makes him 8 weeks old in the picture and I was all of 24. I think that I look like a baby having a baby, and I don’t think that I am too far off from the characterization. If memory serves me correctly, it almost felt like playing house for the first few months, my hubby and I had just celebrated our first year anniversary so all this marriage and baby business was brand spanking new to me.

This year in November, my hubby and I will be celebrating 23 years of marriage and at the end of October the baby boy will be celebrating his 22nd birthday, time has gone by so quickly, it astounds the mind sometimes.

Daily prompt :2100

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The language of the future: what will it be like? Write an experimental post using some imagined vocabulary — abbreviations, slang, new terms.

I am so bad with these prompts. Interestingly enough though, I have a book called Parlez Globish written by Robert McCrum in 2004 and it is based on the work done by Jean-Paul Nerriere and his development of a subset of the English language. Jean-Paul Nerriere’s work was designed to make English a globally more efficient language in the work place. It was very interesting, I read it almost ten years ago but I do remember finding the idea intriguing though in reality, the idea didn’t go farther than a book because as far as I know, no one is speaking Globish at the United Nations or anywhere else for that matter.

I would imagine that is what the prompt is really all about, the globalization of language and effacing the barriers between different peoples and cultures. Personally, I love the differences because that means there is more to learn and differences are to be celebrated. I remember that I was sad when the European Economic Community threw out the foreign currencies for the singular currency, the Euro. Part of the fun of traveling from Holland, to France and Belgium was handling the different monies and converting each from one to the other and always referencing the dollar so that it made economic sense.

Moreover, as I stated in the opening paragraph, the book Parlez Globish didn’t go very far so perhaps that is an indication that a future language really isn’t in the cards for us citizens of the world. People no matter where they are still hold onto their unique customs, heritage and language and I think that this is a good thing.