My life as a blogger, take two...

I am a mother.

I am a wife.

And I blog about all of that in another space, where I take baby pictures, and track baby stats, and tell funny stories about my husband and my dogs and my poor kid's sleep patterns.  That blog is my long-distance family's link to my everyday life, and I try to keep it as upbeat as possible.  And also?  Let's face it...nobody cares about me anymore.  I did my duty, I added another generation to the world.  It's all baby, all of the time.  That's what the masses (my family) want to read about.

So, I try not to bore people with the details of my latest closet overhaul or my newest food obsession or my plan to read 20 books in 2011.

(Ok, that's totally not a plan, unless issues of US Weekly count as books...it's not that I don't love to read, because I do.  It's just that, I think my days of bubble baths and books ended when my darling daughter joined our family, and I'll be lucky to knock out 5 books in 2011.  So we're setting our sights a little lower over here...)

But I am also Tara.  I adore purses and shoes and trips to the mall.  I sometimes hate my job, but I mostly enjoy it.  I love to write, it's my creative release from my life as a numbers nerd (or financial guru, if you prefer).  I try to exercise and eat well, but I would almost always rather sit on the couch, watch movies, and eat Oreos.  I am constantly changing, and I try to steer those changes toward the good side, rather than the bad.  I don't always manage, but I try, and I think that's all I can ask of myself.

Personal journey?  Of style and attitude and life?  I am all over that out here in my little corner of the world.

Trainwreck?  Here I come!