The New Normal. This is the first time- in recent memory- when I’ve posted this blog with the extremely attentive help of a toddler (hell-bent on showing me each rattle in her sister’s collection) and a newborn (hell-bent on making me stare at her face for no urgent reason whatsoever). Okay, that last issue is totally mine. Maybe it’s the Norco, and maybe it’s the wild amount of cooking/cleaning/Mother Hen help I’ve been getting from my Mom (and my Dad {Read More}
Ice Cream, Anxiety, And Public(ish) Peeing.
September 29, 2011 By 3 Comments
Last night I had an illicit dream. About ice cream. Apparently, my subconscious wants a giant mug of ice cream with all of the add-ins, swirls, and goopy goodness. The best part? My older sister was in the grocer’s freezer section with me (I never call it that, the grocer’s freezer, by the way- I think that’s commercial lingo finding its way into my vernacular) and SHE was the one who was all like- Diabetes? COME ON. You have less than a week. {Read More}
Date Night Month Meets Tired Parents And Toddler
September 26, 2011 By 1 Comment
I shall not be moved. Remember waaay back in the Fall of ’09, pre-Nora Junebug Jane, to be exact? We deemed that frantic and aggressively fun time Date Night Month. It was great. It was fulfilling. And- as it turns out- it was a completely unnecessary step for which to greet a new baby. In retrospect, we probably should have saved those pennies for things like diapers, wipes, and boxes of Franzia. (Having a baby is stressful.) Past helpful knowledge totally disregarded, {Read More}
Gettin’ Back To Nature- And Potentially The ER.
September 5, 2011 By 1 Comment
Happy Labor Day! Communing. Why are you reading this today? Go! Go outside! Good God, man, it’s almost winter! (However, if you’re not reading this until Tuesday or later, I’m quite hurt- wounded, really- at your disloyalty.) There, now. I think I’ve sufficiently alienated everyone. Onward! The reason that I’m able to post today is because of my daughter’s proclivity towards 4am Beanie Bear tea parties in her crib. Thusly, she faceplanted at an ungodly early 10am for her nap, {Read More}
Let’s Leave The Stick Out Of It.
August 4, 2011 By Leave a Comment
She IS part Celt. Today we’re gonna play the game called Highlights, Lowlights, and Jheri Curl. (Okay, there’s no Jheri Curl. Except for Nora’s. But she can’t help it on account of the humidity.) Highlight: My blood sugar and hemoglobin are both good for this week. Which is awesome, since I wasn’t aware of anything remotely connected to my hemoglobin, and would have no idea what “bad” hemoglobin is. Lowlight (Low point? Lowlight sounds fancier): The positively ancient and nearsighted {Read More}
She Really Wanted To Go On Pharaoh’s Fury, Though.
July 11, 2011 By 2 Comments
One of my best friends in the whole wide world (and her equally fabulous husband) spent the weekend with us. Vicky was one of my college modmates- like roommates but awesomer- and my how things have changed since Hampshire. For starters, I have a kid now. And this was their first time meeting her. Our activities have been- ah- slightly different since Nora came along, and this was Vicky and Dave’s chance to see what a “typical” weekend with Miss N.J. {Read More}
Who doesn’t love a good tummy flower?
June 23, 2011 By 3 Comments
Remember how I said that one month/six months/eleven months was my favorite age? I was wrong. Turns out, my all-time favorite is a week shy of twenty months. (It’s true.) Sure, we’re smack dab in the middle of the Terrible Twos on-ramp…which is really just a dramatic way of saying that someone is incredibly bossy and specific, with simply awful fall-out if not instantly heeded. (But I’ve worked in the theatre since the age of nine. This is nothing. Ever {Read More}
