We almost had ourselves a regular Situation this weekend. My Mom’s CRAZY! It started out innocuously enough; I felt a little itchy on my belly on Friday afternoon, but promptly forgot about it due to the two miniature people demanding things like warmth and sustenance. That evening Peej had his holiday party at work (returning home in time to tuck in the Norabug, obvie- what a rager), and I ran out to get some groceries- -Making a quick, super-secret stop {Read More}
P.J. Is The Awesomesauciest.
October 27, 2011 By 5 Comments
You know, just hanging at Alcatraz. Today is my darling husband Peej’s 30th birthday. And since he makes the other 364 days so nice for me, I thought I’d return the favor by detailing why he’s the greatest thing since sliced cinnamon raisin bread. In list form. 30. P.J. mixes a mean cocktail; Moscow Mules, Hot Todgers, Painkillers, Sidecars…and he’ll even share them. 29. I’ve seen him look equally as good (really, really good) wearing a cowboy hat, a three-piece Calvin Klein {Read More}
Okay, Girls…Naptime!
October 24, 2011 By 4 Comments
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}
Splish Splash.
October 20, 2011 By 1 Comment
Nora and Susannah are two very different ladies. Nora was the teensiest little Bitsy of a baby, with her dark hair eventually turning a really cool honey color. Her eyes (and temper) are just like mine- dark. Other than that, she’s a mini doppelganger of her Dad; wide mouth, curly toes, and the opinion that the deep knee bounce is the world’s best dance move. Zuzu entered the world a full pound and inch larger than her “big” sister. Last night- at {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}
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}
Squalor No More! (Until Next Week!)
September 19, 2011 By 1 Comment
Her house is actually cleaner. Okay, the baby can come any time now. Well, actually, give me about an hour, Baby Monkey- for you see, our home is being cleaned. And- this is the kicker- by people who know what they’re doing. They are vacuuming the couch.They are scrubbing and disinfecting the tubs as opposed to just, like, vaguely wiping/spraying them down with an after-shower spray. [P.J.: You only wipe them down? Keely: Yes. I didn’t want you to have to find {Read More}
