As Written by Schuyler....
Hey everybody reading this...This is Karen Quinn's Wonderful ( to some extent) daughter Schuyler. Now, after reading some of the blogs that my mother dearest has written about me, i would like to make it clear that I'm really not as bad as she makes me seem. I actualy think I'm a much better daughter then half of my freinds are to their parents....but in other news my mom asked (ok so i volunteered) me to write a blog about what its like having an authorish mother. Ok, so it's fun sometimes like when i get to go to london...and other places with her for her book tour and its cool being able to say "yea...see that book there...my mom wrote it...so that means i'm really cool...". But even though i love my mom, having her home alllll the time has its disadvantages that i will not write about seeing as i think it would be more appropriate to keep it to myself.
She is working on a childrens/ young adult book right now that she thinks might be of more interest to me than the ivy chronicles...but sadly for her...i dont like reading in my spare time. So she will probably have to set up some sort of bribe or something to get me to read it. Sad as that may sound, its kinda how our family works. Well to help her with this childrens book i've been teaching her some new mostly made up words that people my age use, and showing her peoples myspaces. For those of you parents out there, there is about a 99% chance that your child has a myspace...so to be safe just ask them to show you. Oh and FYI, most of the information kids write on it is false (e.g. i wrote that i'm a divorced, 85 year old man body builder) so don't be alrmed if your child says they're on crack (it's all a joke). So i've been showing her people funny blogs on their myspaces so she can get new words but i must say, having such a busy mother can be a very stressful thing. It's hard to keep track of her wherabouts (her office, the kitchen, the bathroom...you get my drift) and when i get to use the only working computer in the house (which just happens to be hers). Just kidding mom.
So basicaly having a mom...who's also an author has its ups and downs...but atleast she's always home so i can ask her or lunch money. Just kidding. Oh and by the way, i noticed she put up the most hideous pictures of me from like a badrillion years ago so i decided that i would post some new ones. I photoshopped some of them to make them look cooler...because i'm cool like that.
P.s. The first picture is of me and my friend scotty, the second one is of me and my besttt friend lizzie, then its just me with my blingin dollar ring. Byyyyy everybody!!
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Happy Birthday Schuyler
It is August 21. Yesterday was Schuyler's 14th birthday. That's so hard to believe because 1) it feels like yesterday that I brought her home from the hospital, 2) how can I have a 14 year old? I'm just a baby myself, and 3) okay, I'm in my late 40's bordering on the big 5-0, but still. We're going out for a birthday dinner tonight, Schuyler's choice. Mark and I will celebrate our 24th anniversary on Tuesday. That's hard to believe as well, but at least the wedding doesn't feel like it happened yesterday. Last night I dreamed that Mark and I got divorced so I woke up trying to remember if that was true. I was so relieved to remember that it wasn't, whew! Double whew! I think I dreamed it because my sister-in-law had come to visit and we had been discussing our marriages and her divorce. She told me the funniest story about her ex. One time, she had spilled some yogurt on the floor so there were all these stick spots. He tore up little pieces of paper and taped them next to all the sticky places so that she would know where to clean up. I laughed so hard at that. Those are definitely grounds for divorce. It's just such a stupid, thoughtless man thing to do. I actually like her ex a lot and I suppose we all do dumber than dumb things in our lives (this is me being charitable only because I know her ex has a very good heart and must have been temporarily insane when he taped those little papers to the floor. What WAS he thinking???). Anyway, need to go so I can create some new house rules for my newly 14 year old who thought that her advanced age enabled her to stay out until midnight last night. NOT!
Sunday, August 21, 2005
The girl is back!
Schuyler is back in town. She returned yesterday, about ten days early, having OD'd on camp life. I know she is back as 1) I'm listening to loud music coming from her room, 2) I already lost track of her last night and had to go find her out in the neighborhood, and 3) My wallet is much thinner already. She came home with lots of laundry, twenty throwaway cameras that needed developing, and a promise to try harder to keep the house clean and hang up her towels. We had her pictures developed on an emergency basis. The guy at the camera store was nice enough to stay open an extra hour and a half to process her photos. She has now combined about six poster boards for a giant collage of her camp pictures that should cover most of one wall in her room. Schuyler asked me if there was such a job as being a collage maker. If so, she wanted to do it for a living. I told her there was - being an artist. So, maybe she'll follow in my artistically inclined footsteps. In the process of getting all those pictures developed, we finally got some of the pics from our trip to London to promote Ivy. So here are a few.
The first is of Nigel Stoneman, the PR guy at Simon and Schuster. He's a real gem. It was taken at the party S&S gave for me in their offices. Note the champagne glasses in the background. It was such a fun party and I was so proud to have my daughter with me at the time.
This next one is of Schuyler with London in the background.
This is me standing next to a Richard & Judy poster about my book and the five others chosen for their show.
Spent last week in Finland at the World Track and Field Championship with Mark and our friends Stacy and Stuart. I was the only non-track-fan in the bunch. Still I tried to have a good attitude about it and I must say it turned out to be fun. The bodies on those athletes are not to be believed. Watching them strut around in their tight, muscle displaying outfits made me feel like a tub of jello. I went on an emergency diet starting yesterday. This morning, I worked out for forty minutes and actually broke a sweat, which is good for me. Really, these athletes can give us normal people a terrible body image complex. It's quite annoying. But at least I chalked up some good wife brownie points for being such a good sport and going on a track meet vacation. Perhaps someday, I'll cash those in.
Wednesday, August 17, 2005