Both had late nights this weekend. I feel like today is the first day of a new job that I’ve really wanted for a super long time…and for which I may or may not have padded my resume a tad. In a nutshell, I am alone with my children for the first time ever. EVER. Which is a truly bizarre thing to say. We have had nonstop family and friends are constant helpers/personal slaves for the past three weeks. (Which is {Read More}
The Story Of The Monkey.
October 7, 2011 By 9 Comments
So this is the story of Susannah Mae. I will attempt to toe the line between crazy gory details (’cause there are people who really, really wanna know) and uh, non-crazy gory details. ‘Cause there are definitely people who DON’T. And pardon in advance my odder-than-usual vernacular, as well as the moments where I appear to be trailing off mid-sent… The drugs are my friends. Anyway. On the morning of the 4th, we set our alarms for 5am, knowing that we {Read More}
Okay, I had WAY more than one.
June 20, 2011 By 3 Comments
This past weekend- to quote The Office- rocked my face off.To start the festivities, our lovely friends Annie and Jared came for a visit on Wednesday night (which, I realize, is not the weekend. Unless you’re 20 years old. Which I am!) and stayed through today. This is great. And I’m superbly happy that they stayed with us, as their dance card was quite full with friends and a wedding and such…that it was a good way to guarantee we’d {Read More}
31 is the new slightly-older-than 30.
June 6, 2011 By 1 Comment
OhKAY! Today marks the anniversary of D-Day, the founding of the YMCA, and the coronation of the German King Henry II the Saint. Way more importantly [personally/distressingly/not surprisingly] is my birthday. (It is also the birthday of my nephew Quinn, my cousin Eammon, and my favorite teacher Ed Udel. I think I’ve made my case. Also born today is David Abercrombie, founder of Abercrombie and Fitch, a brand which I have never worn- I’m about five…ish… years too old- but I’m {Read More}
Popapalooza ’11
May 9, 2011 By 3 Comments
It was a really great weekend. Sure, Keely, you say. You always have a good time/eat too much food/nap during the chaos/watch MST3k your Dad and old movies with your Mom. What made this trip so boss? He shreds. Well, there was live music. Featuring my Dad. And two bands. Three if you count my sister Chelly wailing on the vocals. And the food was in a buffet- that means that no one really knew how much food was consumed. (Secret: new {Read More}
Is that like Baker Street?
April 25, 2011 By 4 Comments
Last night I had a dream that I had the most amazing blog post. It was timely, well-written, and was essentially gonna make everyone understand that I had Something To Say. Unfortunately, by the time I realized I had not yet posted the thing, it was 5pm. And, as everyone knows, due to a self-imposed and completely random timetable, I need to have the blog posted by 11am. If not earlier. So I went to post the darn thing, but somehow {Read More}
Birthdays are for memories.
March 10, 2011 By 2 Comments
My youngest sisters turn 24 today. I, frankly, am shocked. Shocked because I’m pretty sure I’m still 24, and they’re definitely…a year or two younger than me. Or so. Ballpark. Also shocked because a good part of my childhood was spent doing really, really fun things that had incredible potential to damage one or the both of them. (And can’t twins feel each other’s wounds and stuff like that? So- definitely both of them.) Do NOT leave us alone with her! {Read More}
Thank goodness she has something to play with, now.
November 22, 2010 By 1 Comment
This post is a tad late today, but I have an awesome excuse: I was playing with all of my childhood [ahem] toys in my parents’ attic. We’re talking Barbies and their clothing from the ’70s (I think they were hand-me-downs from my cousins, soda shoppes, multiple dollhouses and furniture, pieces that I made myself…and they were all wrapped in at least seven layers of paper towels. ‘Cause I was afraid all the plastic and felt blankies would break in all {Read More}
