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My Many Hats, Vol. 4 (I think)

If ever there was a day of hats, this was it.  I wrote my 2000 words in the WIP (Writer Hat).  I took care of my younger daughter , who stayed home from school with a bad cold (Daddy Hat).  I had some work to do for our local organic food buying club, of which I am Big Boss Man (Co-op-Coordinator-Guy Hat).  I wrote up an alumni interview that I did for my alma mater -- Brown Class of '85, Baby!  Woot-woot!  (Brown-Interviewer-Guy Hat)  In my capacity as 8th Grade Parent Council Representative at my older daughter's school, I wrote a tribute to the teachers and staff for Faculty-Staff Appreciation Week (School-Parents'-Council-Guy Hat).  I did some laundry and the after-dinner dishes (Husband Hat).  And now I am about to dun the weirdest hat of all.  Nancy and I are part of a little, VERY informal wine club here in town (we get 5 bottles of relatively cheap wine -- $10-20 range -- gather at someone's house for munchies, and taste the wines to see which are worth getting again and which suck).  Well, this week Nancy and I put together the program, which means that we chose and bought the wines that all of us will be tasting.  Our theme was Shirazes from Five continents (Africa, Australia, Europe, North and South America).  And I now have to write up the tasting notes for the tasting.  So I get to put on my Pretentious-Wine-Guy Hat! 

"It's an ambitious little red, but I think you'll admire its presumption...."

Finally, today I've also had on my Son-Hat, which is one I don't get to wear very often anymore.  My Mom would have turned 87 today had we not lost her to cancer way too early (1995).  She was a brilliant, kind, sensitive woman who taught me to love the written word, to believe in myself and follow my passion, and to value family and friendship above all else.  There isn't a day that goes by without me wishing that I could call her or visit her, tell her about her granddaughters or ask her for some parenting advice. 

I love you, Mom.  Happy Birthday.


( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
Feb. 6th, 2009 01:16 pm (UTC)
Your mom and my friend Jen's beloved grandmother who practically raised her...the same day. Jen and I were talking about how it does not honor all the wonderful things our loved one's did to feel only sorrow when we remember them. So, rather than offering my condolenses, I'll say: Good going to your mom! She clearly did her work well. ;-)

>, VERY informal wine club...relatively cheap wine...and which suck).... Pretentious-Wine-Guy Hat!

Taking the these comments as a whole, I wonder if there's a better word than "Pretentious." Humble-Wine-Guy? ;-)
Feb. 6th, 2009 04:13 pm (UTC)
Thanks for the comments, Jagi. Yeah, our wine club really isn't very pretentious at all. But the idea of it sounds pretentious, so I tend to be a little defensive about it....
Feb. 6th, 2009 07:09 pm (UTC)
Im sure she's proud of you.

I did have to smile about the "Husband Hat" part. Only a guy would write down doing dishes as something extraordinary or at least something that should be lauded as an accomplishment of their day. :) (Hey, I do it too!)
Feb. 6th, 2009 08:17 pm (UTC)
Well, I also cared for the aforementioned sick kid, picked up the other one from school and took her dance rehearsal. I think I probably get husband points for those things, too.
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