Get A Load Of This Gal Cam. Boy oh boy, have I overcome a major writing hurdle. As I’ve been working on various projects this a.m., I put on Sirius XM’s 40s on 4 channel- recently converted to all holiday music, all the time. Which I generally dig. But it wasn’t doing much for my creative process other than making me want to swirl brandy in front of a fire- and it’s about an hour too early for that. (Darn you, {Read More}
Brefft.
August 30, 2010 By 2 Comments
That’s like ‘bereft,’ but with less syllables and more f’s. Which makes it more powerful, obviously. Also- the iPhone and I are having words about things that are not actually words. (“Beets? Beef?” “No- brefft.” “But that’s not real!” “I know.” “IT HAS TO BE A REAL WORD.”) Anyway, back to brefft. ‘Cause I am. Last night, in the swelty Chicago heat, as I showered off the near 12 hours of planes, trains and automobiles- and then stepped into a {Read More}
I may actually still be in transit. And/or Indiana.
July 19, 2010 By 6 Comments
Weekend trips can really teach you a lot. Like about the importance of deep breaths.For example. Try this li’l exercise:After watching your husband toss a few outfits into a duffel bag the night before the trip, try-a) packing your own stuff, b) the baby’s stuff, c) healthy-ish meals for the baby, d) junk food for the husband/self/baby if she’s feeling really quick, e) items forgotten by one’s husband, f) things the kiddo needs- but still needs for the a.m nap, g) new outfit for the baby {Read More}
I was Nana’s favorite.
May 20, 2010 By 2 Comments
It’s funny. One can travel to far flung locales, dye one’s hair questionable shades of red, and pretend to speak Italian…but when it comes right down to it, what makes you [me] happiest is when five lilac trees are planted in the backyard. The same kind that used to be in your [my] childhood home’s backyard. After living in a major metropolitan area for going on eight years (!), it’s sweet to think that I can let Nora experience the same {Read More}
Eight weeks! Also, Christmas Eve! Also, naptime.
December 24, 2009 By 1 Comment
Being home is fun. Take, for instance, the bonding, the “face time” that you get when sitting next to your big sister, also updating her blog. On warring laptops. It’s this kind of togetherness that warms the cockles of my heart. So does her blog. [ www.grant-wishes.com ] Also, what’s a cockle? Is it like a ventricle? Do those need warming? Discuss. So. New England. The holidays. The holiday TRAVEL. The holiday travel over-packing. Why does Nora need her own {Read More}
Wanna come see my MacLaren?
August 19, 2009 By 1 Comment
This past weekend Peej and I headed to Pittsfield to be showered with baby…think ‘It’s Raining Men,’ but with pastels. Delicious food, adorable [teensy] presents and a couple dozen of the East Coasters I like best. Also- more than five instances of “I cannot believe how HUGE you are,” to which I reply: a) Believe it. I am carrying another PERSON, and b) that is something extraordinarily obvious to say and (more likely than not) the expectant mother is walking {Read More}
We’re still having a taco. Just try to stop us.
April 30, 2009 By 2 Comments
13 weeks! I’m officially in my second trimester! We celebrated last night by eating a ton of tacos. This is only slightly different from the other three times we “celebrated” with tacos this week. Not to mention my Saturday afternoon “celebratory” tostada fix at the ‘Famous Taco and Burrito King.’ I’ve come a to very important conclusion thus far in the pregnancy; even though this is the coolest thing I’ve ever done, even though it’s absolutely awesome to know I’m {Read More}
It’s functional AND good-looking.
March 24, 2009 By 2 Comments
Happy late March and belated Saint Patrick’s Day! Also, happy early spring-carrythatextrahoodie-sureit’swarmnowbuthaveyoucheckedtheweather-rainbootswouldbebetterthanthosecuteballetflats-goodgodit’s30degreesthismorning? Best time of the year. Except summer. And fall. And now for a little public transit-related public ettiquette- If you are a person who pees on the bus, stop it. You are SO close to actually being out of doors where it would be marginally more acceptable to empty your bladder. Yes? Okay. Public nose pickers. Even if you are tilting your head so as not to be {Read More}
