Sorry, Zuzu, it’s picture time. This was the best summer holiday I’ve ever had for St. Patrick’s Day. Because it was ninety degrees outside. (I did, however, have a momentary fear for all of the revelers. Irish holiday plus Saturday plus downright 4th of July weather conditions? Happy, drunken, glittery folks being swept downstream in the Chicago river. Wearing skimpy tops proclaiming bold statements. Perhaps even singing.) Our festivities were way more low-key. It would be hard not to be. (Even {Read More}
I Wonder Where She Gets It.
I’m sorry, did someone say “decorations?” We finally took down our tree and Christmas decorations this past weekend. I agree, it is on the later end of the whole Removal Of Holiday Stuff spectrum, but- as Peej pointed out- it was the Epiphany this weekend, the actual end of the Christmas season. Which is totally why we kept them up this long. Totally. Also, last week, a pillar of the community helped him/herself to a few of our gate lights and {Read More}
I Love Me A Good Even-Numbered Year.
The Baby New Year is a girl?! Happy New Year! Aaand, the posting of today’s blog is about three-ish hours late today. Nice start to 2012, yes? The delay was well worth it (at least for me), because our darling friend Natalie came over to smooch Zuzu and play magnetic dolls with Nora. (She also chatted with us, but I’m fairly certain we’re no longer the main draws.) So. Yes. A new year. 2011 was a pretty good time, overall. {Read More}
Santa Baby.
Oh Mom. Zuzu looks odd. Merriest of Christmases, everyone! Or rather, a superbly happy Boxing Day to you all. I love boxes, boxed lunches, boxty, the boxstep, and Oscar De La Hoya. Our Christmas Eve was spent at a church in the Berkshires that we don’t regularly attend, but which was quite nice, nonetheless. There were carols, there were lessons, there were snacks and books shared over the pews by miniature cousins, there were inopportunely timed ‘Amens’ from smallish blond {Read More}
Also "Lords A’Leaping." I Also Wish You That.
In light of the fact that I am currently traveling through Chicago’s luxurious Midway Airport, I’ll keep my Christmas greeting brief (yet full of love- and perhaps only a bit of pith): During this holiday season (and anytime else, really), I wish you cookies without slightly burned undersides, rendering the whole cookie kinda smoky… …And helpful people. Like mail carriers who remember to close the mailbox on rainy/snowy days. And toddlers who don’t remove their boots in public places. Like {Read More}
The New Normal- Christmas Edition.
Christmassed out. I don’t think 25 year-old Keely would recognize 31 year-old Keely, nor her way of celebrating the holiday season. Nor what she considers totally par for the course. Mid-twenties Keel would don her best grey leather boots and mod minidress for a round of Christmas shindigs that featured precariously balanced martinis/vodka tonics, extra lime. Early-thirties me considers it a night well-spent if she gets an after-dinner dance with both of her girls (and maybe even her husband) to {Read More}
Nora Just Learned ALL The Words To ‘Jingle Bells.’
Cousins are for hugging. Well, it’s officially the Christmas Season. It was rung in by the Official 7.5 Hour Gridlock Post-Thanksgiving Trans-Indiana Commute Day (Observed). Thankfully, Peej and I have been blessed by some pretty rockin’ travel companions. I think you’ll recognize the archetypes: One likes to read the entire time, occasionally stopping to inquire about snacks. Seated next to her is that one person who always dozes off for entire states, waking momentarily to announce that they’ll drive the {Read More}
I Am Also Thankful For Pie.
I am thankful for so many things this year. My family (and their health.) My friends (and their continued awesomeness- and, uh, health.) Bean and Ender- even though they continue to wake us up at ungodly hours to let us know their kitty bowls are half-full. The fact that I get to write every day…and have people sometimes want to see it. I am excruciatingly thankful for the crazy-easy six hour drive we took yesterday with the girls. But mostly? {Read More}