Hi, I’m Meg. Welcome to my blog, Soup Is Not A Finger Food. This is an exact phrase that I have actually said to my kids. More than once. Yes, they really have attempted to eat soup with their fingers. That worked out about like you think it did. I have also been known to offer the same guidance regarding the consumption of yogurt, applesauce, pudding, mashed potatoes, rice, oatmeal, and even Rice Krispies in milk. One day, I hope my rigorous instruction will stick and my boys will impress many a young lady with their Perfect Table Manners. However, we’re not there yet. I thought that helpful parenting tips such as what foods are appropriate for eating without utensils might provide a humorous slant for relating some of the funnier anecdotes from my chaos-filled life.
So, about me then. I have three lovely sons (Seth, the Boss, and Peezer), after whom it seems I am constantly cleaning up. I’ve been married to my wonderful husband, Curt, since 1993. We have a too-fat golden retriever, Mac, whom the boys love but I tolerate because of the tumbleweeds I am forever sweeping up. Our 40+ year-old ranch home (no two-story foyers for us!) is on a wooded lot in the bosom of Suburbia, surrounded by the finest neighbors anyone could wish for.
I’m a native of Pennsylvania, and like so many of my peers in the late ’80s and early ’90s, moved to the Washington, DC area to seek my fortune. Somewhere along the line, it became home. In fact, we tried moving back to Pennsylvania in late 2006, but it just didn’t stick. We moved back six months later. (Yes, there’s a story there. All in good time.)
After a 15-year career in human resources, I left the full-time workforce when baby #3 (and last) was born in 2005. After some family-related delays, I returned to work a few years ago as a human resources consultant. I am in search of the ever-elusive Perfect Balance between work and family. I hear it’s out there; if you find it, please, drop some bread crumbs so I can follow your trail.
I like cooking, singing, the Steelers, and a Perfect gin and tonic. I love it when a book grabs me from page one and won’t let me go. I don't watch a lot of TV, but my two favorite TV shows are The Office and Weeds. I know how to play poker, although I wouldn’t describe myself as a Poker Player. Same thing with skiing. I grew up on a farm and have driven a tractor. (No, I do not know how to milk a cow.) My first car was a brown Buick Skylark with 4-on-the-floor and a bench seat. My last name used to be Beaver and I didn’t know it was funny until I got to college. (I know.) I would rather apologize for being late than run to catch the train, which is weird because I’m also compulsively early for stuff. I am blessed with an abundance of fantastic friends and an inability to say no to a good party.
Dying to know more? Of course you are. See my 25 things post from January 25, 2009, which is on my old blog over on WordPress, as is all content from when I started this thing in March 2008 through when I jumped to TypePad in October 2009. I also post the occasional recipe or reminiscence at my other blog, My Grandmas' Recipes. There's plenty more cheek and sass on my Facebook page and the sporadic observation or 140-character rant (mostly about commuting) on my Twitter page.
COMMENTS: I love 'em! I try to reply to comments within each post, and sometimes I rreply by email. (I like to keep 'em guessing.) If you’d rather keep it on the down-low, email me directly at soupisnotafingerfood (at) gmail (dot) com.
I truly appreciate your spending some time reading the Soup. Do come back again soon!
