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July 03, 2008

Adjusting

A strange thing happened yesterday.

I went into the city for the first time since we moved, and I couldn't wait to leave.

All my life Manhattan has been my home. Even when I didn't live there I considered it home.

But, yesterday, it felt foreign to me.

I couldn't deal with the crowds, and the smell of urine in the subway, and the heat pouring off the concrete. I kept thinking "I just want to go home." And I meant this place I'm living in now.
I never thought I would feel that way about Manhattan.

As I get older my priorities are changing. If you told the teenage me that one day I wouldn't be comfortable in the city, she wouldn't believe you.

I've been living in the new place for less than a month, and I'm already feeling like it's home.

I guess that's a good sign.

June 24, 2008

Will you be my friend?

Living in the suburbs is going well so far.

But, there is one thing that has been a struggle- the lack of interaction with adults.

You don't realize it, but in Manhattan there are people EVERYWHERE, so you can't help but interact with them.

When we lived in Manhattan my day was punctuated by interaction. Conversations with the doorman, the maintenance guy, the people in the lobby, and the people in the elevator.
I'm a very social person and I don't think anyone would ever describe me as shy. I'll strike up a conversation with anyone. And, until I moved to the suburbs, where I don't have any friends, I didn't realize how much I relied on those conversations.

I feel awkward because whenever I have the fortune to have a conversation with someone here I have to be careful that I don't talk their ear off. I feel like I'm back in high school on the first day trying to figure out how to start talking someone. Who can I sit next to in the lunchroom?

I must admit that I'm a bit lonely. That might also be because several of my close friends have not called or emailed me since I moved. And no one has visited. I am quite surprised and a little bit hurt.

As usual, thank god for the internet. It makes me feel a little less alone.


May 06, 2008

Rain on my parade

I've been in a really shitty mood lately.

Like, REALLY shitty.

Like, stereotypical, fire breathing, crazy, PMS'ing shitty.

I woke up this morning with the intention of being in a better mood.
My plan was working. My kid was being cute. We split a pear and she made yummy (nom nom nom) sounds every time she put a piece in her mouth.

We took Dexter on a nice long walk. Willa pointed at all of the flowers and dogs she saw.
The weather was beautiful

Then, we were a half a block from our building when a man came up behind us and said "Can you let me by? You're taking up the whole side walk!"

?????

There I am struggling to wrangle a dog and a stroller, and it's trash day, so half the sidewalk is covered in garbage bags, and we were about 50 feet from an area where he could have gotten around us, and he thought that the appropriate response was to be rude to me?

So, I yelled at him "Have you ever heard the phrase excuse me?"

To which he replied "Have you? (What the fuck does that even mean? Good comeback douche.)

To which I replied "What, am I supposed to be psychic? How was I supposed to know you were behind me? ASSHOLE."

Then I walked into my building and the skin on all of the people in the lobby melted right off.

So, now I'm in a bad mood. AGAIN.

And I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do in a situation like that when my daughter is with me.

I don't want her to start yelling "ASSHOLE" at people, but I also don't want her to think it's ok for people to treat her with disrespect.

It's a fine line.

April 29, 2008

Wants

-To cross more off my to-do list
-To eat healthier
-To exercise more
-To stop saying self deprecating things in front of my daughter
-To take my dog to the park more often
-To have more sex
-To get more massages
-To be more productive
-To like salad
-To tell her how I really feel about it
-To be more organized
-To get rid of a lot of stuff
-To not get so angry when I drive
-To watch less television
-To read more books
-To do more crossword puzzles
-To do more charity work
-To cook different/interesting things more often
-To not let my mood be dictated by whether the Mets win or lose
-To do more for my friends
-To learn more about photography
-To learn how to use photo shop properly
-To spend less time on the computer
-To write in the journal I keep for my daughter more often
-To be more understanding
-To take joy in the little things

What are yours?

April 16, 2008

You don't know what you've got 'til it's gone

I may not be done here.

February 12, 2008

How to make a horrible week a little bit better

While hanging out and laughing with your good friends have someone tickle your back while you eat chocolate pudding and watch Barack Obama win three more states.

February 05, 2008

Hope

I'm not going to get into a whole diatribe about politics, but I will say this-
This country has been in a downward spiral for the past several years.
We have the power to change it
Please vote.
I unfortunately can't vote in the primary because I am registered as an independent.

If I could, I would vote for Obama.
He is just what this country needs right now.
Also, I've met him, and he seems like the kind of guy that I would love to hang out with and isn't that what we all really want in a president- someone we can relate to?

Please watch this video. It brought tears to my eyes.

January 03, 2008

Internet, we need to talk

This has a topic that I've been wanting to write about for a long time.

There seems to be this trend on the internet, specifically in the blogging community- Who is suffering the most?

I remember when I lost my first pregnancy people left comments with undertones of "Well, at least you can GET pregnant". Someone even had the gall to tell me to get over it- that her mother had carried a baby to full term and then had a still birth.

Someone is always suffering more than you.

You had a miscarriage? They've had two.
Your father died? Their spouse died.

When did misery become a competition?

It seems that in order to gain support you must have a hard time. You need to suffer from infertility, or have multiple miscarriages, or be broke, or have an illness, or have a child with physical or developmental delays.
And even if you are suffering from something, rest assured, there is always someone who has it worse.

Is this really human nature? If so, this makes me so sad.

Why can't we be happy for someone when something goes their way?

Money, in particular, seems to be a very touchy subject among bloggers.

I myself, have restricted what I've written about for fear that I would be judged.

When I did the first ad campaign for Nikon they gave me a free D80 camera.
There was a period where, before the ad came out, I wasn't allowed to talk about where I got the camera from or the ad campaign.
I actually hid the fact that I had the D80 until the ad came out because I knew there would be a few people who would say things like "Weren't you just complaining about not having any money? How can you afford that camera?"

There is a lot of assuming going on by people who read blogs.

There are many other things I've been hesitant to write about because people would assume that I have money. And people who have money are obviously spoiled brats.

I have this stroller. It costs about $1,000. My mother-in-law bought it for us. I also have a cleaning lady that my mother-in-law pays for.
We have a car- in Manhattan. It was given to me when my grandmother passed away. The parking in our building is free because my husband is a chief resident.

But what if I had paid for those things myself?

Why is it wrong for people to work hard and reward themselves?
And what if they didn't work hard? What if their family has money? What if they have never known what it is like to struggle financially? Does that make their trials and tribulations or their tragedies any less painful or real? Can someone who is financially stable not be a kind, thoughtful, humble person?

I'm not saying you can't envy someone, or even be a little bit jealous, but why do you need to spew hate at them?

The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence it seems. So, while someone might have something that you covet, I'm sure that you have something that they want as well.

Doesn't it make for better karma to be happy and supportive of other people and their triumphs?

I don't agree with everything that people who write the blogs I read do or say. And I think it is perfectly healthy to have friendly debates. But, I would never intentionally insult someone or say something mean to them, no matter how strongly I might disagree with them.

And sure, there are some assholes out there blogging. But, they usually say controversial things just to get attention, so when you leave an obnoxious comment you are just feeding their fire.

So, here's my unsolicited advice-

Don't assume things. You can't possibly know all the details from one (or even several) blog entries.

If you don't have anything nice to say- DON'T SAY ANYTHING. See that little red x at the top of the page? Click it, and move on. No one is forcing you to read someone's blog.

I have several friends who get paid to blog. This does not mean they should write about what you want them to write about. You wouldn't email your favorite author and tell them that their last book was boring and you liked their books better before they had a child, or moved, or whatever other life changing thing happened to them that you think "changed" their writing. You are not paying to read their blog so, again, if you don't like what you read, MOVE ON.

Thank you for being such a good listener.

December 27, 2007

Top 10 Reasons Why I Am Insane

1) When I grab a poop bag for a walk with Dexter I try to coordinate it with my outfit.
2) I buy scallion pancakes and then I pick out each and every scallion before I eat them.
3) I don't like movies that everyone else likes. For instance- Heat, Moulin Rouge, Casablanca, It's a Wonderful Life, etc.
4) I actually believe that I am a little bit psychic.
5) Sometimes I pick out a toy for Willa based on what she is wearing.
6) I order quiche from the cafe down the street at least three times a week. That might not sound strange, but what if I told you that it's got mushrooms and leeks in it, and I like neither mushrooms nor leeks, so I pick apart the entire thing? Also, I then bring the mutilated quiche home for my husband to eat, which means my fridge has several containers of quiche in it at all times.
7) I hate porn and sex toys and yet I think I am sexually adventurous.
8) My entire apartment can be a mess, but if a drawer is open or a picture is crooked I lose my mind.
9) I don't eat onions because I think they taste like crunchy bugs.
10) I can't sleep naked because I'm afraid a bug will crawl up my hoo-ha.

December 18, 2007

Observations

Things that are interesting to a seven month old-

Water bottles
Glasses of water
Spoons
The cat's food bowl
Pens
Measuring spoons
Phones
Books
Music
Strangers
New places
Crawling
Being naked
Medical journals


Things that are not interesting to a seven month old-

Mommy
Our apartment
Solid foods
Her sippy cup
99% of her toys
Getting her diaper changed
Putting clothes on
Napping

December 12, 2007

Job Advice

When I am interviewing you for a job WATCHING MY INFANT CHILD- do not tell me that you only have personal references because you didn't want to "bother" the people you used to work for.
I 'm not going to hire you based on the fact that your aunt Selma says that you are a really nice girl.

Also, even if you are interviewing for a janitor position, sneakers are NOT appropriate interview attire.

December 06, 2007

Something to think about.

Hi! To answer your question, yes, I am still alive.

I have been very busy. And uninspired.

I am not a writer by nature. Writing takes a lot of effort for me. So, it takes me a bunch of time and energy to write something that most of the time isn't that good anyway.

I don't know whether or not I should just give up blogging. It has come in handy when I need to vent and it is a great social network, but I have so little free time. And I'm already having trouble giving enough attention to the friends I've made through blogging. Do I really have time for more?

Blogging has felt like a chore lately. That isn't the way it's supposed to be - unless of course I was making a bunch of money- It's supposed to be something fun that I do for myself.

I don't know if I can justify spending my time blogging when there's a baby to hold, a dog and cats to play with, a husband to laugh and snuggle with, chores to be done, emails to send, phone calls to make, and pictures to edit.

I'm so torn. Do I quit blogging? Do I just do it very sporadically? Do I change my blog into something else? Video blog? Photo blog?

I just don't know.

September 16, 2007

Yes, I am that stupid

Thanks to Elizabeth for the new masthead.

The old one was up there for a year because I am terrible at making mastheads. Photoshop is not my forte. Layers? What's a layer? Also, I had to have a friend put it up for me because I couldn't figure that out either.

If anyone else wants to do a masthead feel free to email it to me.

Bucky is working on one for me. I'm a little scared to see what she comes up with.

September 11, 2007

Today

-I found out that my building has been throwing out all of our recyclables with the regular trash. This makes me furious. I promptly reported them.

-I got a botched bikini wax- uneven, ripped skin, wax left all over me- and then the salon had the nerve to try to charge me extra.

-I was breastfeeding Willa and I started laughing. Apparently Willa doesn't like when I laugh because she started to cry. She's so adorable when she cries- she has a perfect pout- that it made me laugh harder which made her cry more.

-I have a canker sore on my tongue.

-Dexter has another hot spot.

-I was clipping my nails so I don't stab myself or my child and a nail clipping flew into my eye.

-The Mets lost.

I'm going to bed before anything else goes wrong.

Update: After a night of virtually no sleep, this is how my morning started.

September 09, 2007

VMA's

-WOW. Britney Spears. WOW. She could at least try a little. She's just going through the motions. She's not even TRYING to lip sync. WOW.

-Sarah Silverman "Amy Winehouse. She is Jewish, right? Well, if she isn't someone should tell her face." Awesome. One of the best lines I've heard all year.

-Alicia Keys is shiny.

-The Monster Single of the year Award? Yeah, out of the 10 songs nominated I've only heard 2. This makes me feel very old.

-Rihanna's hair looks like she cut it with a food processor.

-I think Kayne West is great, but not as great as Kayne West thinks he is.

-I don't know who half of these people are. I AM OLD.

-All I can think of when I see Bill Hader is Vincent Price.

-Beyonce's dress is just a curtain from Ceasar's Palace. At least that's what I hope it is because if she spent money on that she got RIPPED OFF.

-I don't know who Chris Brown is, but boy can he MOVE.

-Justin Timberlake better win Male Artist of the Year.

-Booyah!

-Timbeland is super talented.

-Some advice for Alecia Keys- Just sit at the piano and play. Dancing is not your strong point. Also, what's with the Wonder Woman meets Pocahontas ensemble?

-Jennifer Garner is adorable.

-Mrs. Teen South Carolina. WHAT?

-Who ARE these people?

-Dr. Dre is JACKED.

-Justin Timberlake make me want to hump things.

Well, it's over and I feel old and out of touch. I'm going to take some Geritol and go to bed.


July 26, 2007

A typical evening

Me: Ah! Mookie is putting his anus on me!
Husband: Fight through it. Walk it off.

July 19, 2007

Trying to lighten up the mood

I have two questions:

1) How long did you wait until after you had a baby to have sex?

2) Did it hurt?

Feel free to comment anonymously.

July 09, 2007

Nicknames I have had

Boots
Spaghetti
Pachuchki
Kid
Sunshine
Ass (pronounced Aahs)
Ass Bed (Don't ask)
AB
Story
Inventory
Tor
Fiat
Jasmine
Betty Crocker
Mama

June 08, 2007

My husband is not surprised- he's been a fan for years

I can sustain life with my boobs.

How crazy is that?


Also, I know I suck, but please stop hounding me for the birth story.
In case you haven't noticed, I'm a little busy, what with taking care of an infant and such.

May 05, 2007

Owwww

NOT FUN- Getting a bikini wax when you are already sore, swollen, and dilated.

April 30, 2007

What a waste

I just ate half a croissant with chocolate hazelnut spread.....


And then I threw it all up.

April 13, 2007

Um

There is a crib in the next room.
And a changing table.
And little tiny baby clothes.
And lots of other baby related gear.

I am 34 weeks and 1 day pregnant.

I just read that if the baby was born today she would have a 99% chance of survival.

I feel her moving all the time and it is awesome.

On July 4th it will be the 10 year anniversary of when I met my husband.
I would say that within six months of meeting him I knew I wanted to have a baby with him.

Now, here we are.

I think we might actually have this baby.

I can't wait to meet her.

April 08, 2007

How NOT to get on my good side

Tell me I'm sporting American Idol hair and when I ask you what the hell you're talking about tell me that "It looks like that Indian kid's."

February 08, 2007

Said by my husband while trying to snuggle in bed this morning

"The snoogle is cock-blocking me."

January 28, 2007

Disconcerting

Last night I took off my pants and when I looked down I realized I couldn't tell if I was wearing underwear or not.

I can't see my own crotch anymore.

On the bright side- at least I can still see other people's crotches.

January 17, 2007

This is my dance space

Last night I had a dream that we had a Dirty Dancing themed blogger convention.
It took place at the sleep away camp I went to when I was a kid.
We all stayed in the cabins.
I was teaching Heather how to Mambo ("Spaghetti arms!"), which makes no sense because I'm sure she's seen the movie Dirty Dancing at least 100 times and already has the dance moves down.
Mrs. Kennedy was there too. She had grown her hair to shoulder length and then shaved the underneath part.

I don't know why I'm telling everyone this- dreams are rarely interesting to anyone except the person who has them- but maybe it's because I'm secretly dreaming that there really could be a Dirty Dancing themed blogger convention.


January 16, 2007

Realization

It is never a good idea for a pregnant woman who's already tired from her recent trip, and didn't get enough sleep the night before, to stay up until 4:30 AM.

It's all her fault.

January 09, 2007

The week in review

I have much better posts than this one to write, but I am lazy. Instead, enjoy this poorly written post riddled with bad grammar.

So, without further ado, here is a list of things that have happened in the last week (in no particular order).

- My back has gotten increasingly bad. Walking used to be the only thing that made it feel better, and now that hurts too, so I'm basically screwed.

-We had our 20 week anatomy ultrasound. It was mostly awesome. Except for the part where the baby was breech and totally would not cooperate and they kept making me move from side to side, and then they made me walk around and eat ice cream, and after all that the baby was still breech. So, 4 different sonogram technicians poked and prodded my belly trying to measure various parts of the baby.
There was one part where the baby was kicking me, and I mean REALLY kicking me. Like get this fucking uterus off my feet/ kung foo fighting kicking me and even the sonogram technician whose job it is to look at babies in the womb ALL DAY was like "WHOA, that kid is really kicking you" and I'm thinking that when I can REALLY feel her kick (right now I only feel flutters) this is not going to be as cute.
After two hours, when we were on our fourth sonogram technician, the only thing left to do was take some measurements of the baby's profile. That was right about the time the baby decided to nuzzle her face into the placenta so we couldn't see a god damn thing. I fear that this baby is just like me.

- I was going to drive the animals to my mom's house by myself on Friday because we were going to be leaving for vacation at 5AM on Saturday, but the husband concluded that there was no way with my bad back that I was going to be able to load all the animals and their crap into the car by myself and then drive 4 hours (especially knowing that I was going to have to sit on a plane for six hours on Saturday). So, he made the executive decision that after the sonogram on Thursday he would drive to my mom's.
Because the sonogram took so long we didn't even get on the road until 6:45pm, so we didn't get home until 11:30 PM. The husband had to get up at 5 the next morning.
When we got back, the husband couldn't find his wallet anywhere. Which was just what we needed to be dealing with after such an emotionally exhausting day. We concluded that the only time he had taken his wallet out was when we stopped for gas (about an hour into our 4 +hour round trip). So, I spent 10 minutes on the phone with directory assistance trying to figure out the phone number of the gas station.
I finally got the number, and miraculously they had found the wallet.
However that meant that I was going to have to drive 2+ hours round trip on Friday to pick up the wallet which kind of defeated the purpose of the husband driving me the night before.
I was complaining about all of this to Heather over IM on Friday morning when she offered to drive me. Seriously. It's things like this that make me realize that I have hit the friend jackpot.
So, she drove me. And I picked up the wallet. And everything was still in it.

- We left for our vacation at 5AM on Saturday. At the security check at the airport I got pulled aside to be screened. The woman was wanding me and there wasn't even a beep and she said to me "why did he pull you aside?" and I said "I don't know, maybe because I'm pregnant" and so she asked him and sure enough he said he pulled me aside because he wanted to make sure I wasn't smuggling anything under my shirt. The woman, who was his superior, got really pissed and said "she's pregnant, you idiot".

-We used all of our frequent flier miles to fly first class because we figured it would be easier on my back. Boy, were we wrong. They didn't have any pillows, so I had to use 4 blankets to support my back. One of flight attendants was rude to me, there was hardly any leg room, and the food sucked.
So NOT worth it.

-We are in Utah. We're up in the mountains right above Salt Lake City. The husband is skiing while I sit around the lodge on my fat ass all day.

-Utah is BEAUTIFUL, but DRY. Really DRY.
I have never consumed so much water in my life.
Also, my nose is all dry and crusted, and bloody. I'm seriously considering shoving some of my moisturizer up there.

-Yesterday I leaked colostrum all over my husband's T-shirt.
I can't believe this is already happening. I thought that wouldn't happen until after I give birth.
I keep thinking if I'm leaking this much now, imagine how much I will leak once my milk actually comes in. I wonder what kind of trajectory these bad boys will have.


-Flickr has something against me and it won't let me upload any of my pictures from my laptop.

-People ski entirely too fast.

December 26, 2006

Etiquette

When someone callls you to tell you that they just found out they are having a girl the first words out of your mouth should not be "Oh, I was hoping you would have a boy".

December 20, 2006

Please explain this to me

So, there's this guy who lives in my building. He has a dog, so I see him quite often as us dog people tend to hang in packs.

He ALWAYS wears shorts.

Hot= shorts
Cold= shorts

Last night it was 37 degrees with an even colder wind chill. He was wearing a sweater, a jacket, a hat, and SHORTS.

I do not get this phenomenon.

Does it really take that much more effort to put on pants then it does to put on shorts?

"Man, I am tired. Thank god I only have to put my legs through this short piece of fabric!"

Is he claustrophobic, but only in the calf area?

"Oh my god! There's fabric touching my calves! Get it off! GET IT OFF!"

Do his muscular calves produce a huge amount of heat compared with the rest of his body?

"I feel like someone set my legs on fire from the knees down! Someone, get me some SHORTS!"

I. Don't. Get. It.

My husband went to college with a girl who ALWAYS wore flip flops or sandals. Even in the snow.

I see guys who walk around in the freezing cold without a jacket on because hey, jackets are so NOT cool.


I don't get these people. They'd rather be freezing than lose their cool factor by wearing jackets, or shoes, or *GASP* pants?

And the people who claim they are not cold- unless you are pregnant- I DON'T BELIEVE YOU.


December 18, 2006

You know what's annoying?

-When your good camera lens breaks the week before Christmas, when you have a thousand picture related activities scheduled.

-When you are a back sleeper, and you can't sleep on your back anymore,

-When you order Chinese food and they forget to give you packets of duck sauce. I NEED the duck sauce.

-When you get your favorite organic orange juice from the ONE place that sells it, and you pour yourself a big glass, and it's rotten.

-When your hair can't decide if it wants to be curly or straight.

-My husband's work schedule. Working 30 hours IN A ROW is not cool.

-Dust.

-People who say "X-Mas" instead of "Christmas"

What's annoying you?

November 29, 2006

How to piss me off

Call me two hours before I'm scheduled to start the prenatal yoga class that I signed up for (and paid for) weeks ago, and have been looking forward to, to tell me that I'm the only one who signed up, so they won't be having the class.

November 13, 2006

A man walked into a bar...

...and said "ouch".

If you know a joke better than THAT, then I'd love to hear it.

November 07, 2006

If you are not outraged, then you are not paying attention

Did you vote today???

November 05, 2006

You'll never know the truth!

I may, or may not have used my baking scale to weigh my boobs.

October 30, 2006

The RIGHT way

We went out with friends on Friday night.
While we waited for our table at Serendipity, we walked down the street to Dylan's Candy Bar.
One of my friends decided to have some sourpatch kids.
I watched in horror as he haphazardly popped two or three in his mouth at a time.
I explained to him that there was a right way to eat sourpatch kids- that you must savor them.
He argued that there are "different" ways of doing things. That people have different "opinions".
And then in a feable attempt to prove me wrong, he shoved all of his remaining sourpatch kids in his mouth.

Total lack of respect for the sourpatch

Dammit people!- there is a right and a wrong way to do things, and that's just WRONG.
I'm still twitching.

October 20, 2006

Advice

If you are pregnant (especially if you have lost previous pregnancies) it is NOT a good idea to read an article about C-section rates, forcep use, and infant mortality right before you go to sleep.

October 10, 2006

Two Things

1) I'm leaving for Chicago on Thursday. The husband has a conference, so I'm tagging along.
If you've ever been to chicago I'd love some suggestions on places to go, things to see, and restaurants (keeping in mind that we are vegetarians).

2) We have our next sonogram this afternoon. Last time all of your good vibes seemed to work, so please send some more this way.

September 28, 2006

So nervous

Today is our first sonogram (for this pregnancy).

Please send good vibes our way.

September 20, 2006

The spawn must be fed!

So, I'm hungry.

REALLY hungry.

I know you think you understand, but you don't.

I have never been this hungry in my life. It's a different kind of hunger. It's not the type that you can ignore. It demands attention. Like, NOW. And I go from being not hungry, to if I don't eat now I'm going to chew my own arm off, in 60 seconds flat.

I feel like my body is being held hostage.
"Just give us what we want and nobody gets hurt"
"But I don't have any Three Musketeer bars"
"Well, you better find a way to get some OR EVERYBODY DIES!"

My favorite part is when I'm eating something, actually shoveling food into my mouth,and I'm still ravenous.
It's like my brain doesn't realize that I'm eating.

I'm almost never satisfied and even when I am, I'm hungry again an hour later.

I'm just going to say this out loud with the hope that if I do, it can't possibly be true:

I better not be having twins.

August 31, 2006

I suck at this

I don't know how you people find the time to work AND blog.

I'm so busy with several different projects, and I can't seem to find the time to write a decent blog entry.

How do you do it?

August 25, 2006

Rockin' the Bershon

Torrie and Donnie

If you don't read Sarah Brown's blog you are missing out on some of the most clever writing on the internet.

She's also the creator of bershon.

August 21, 2006

Memories to cherish forever

Of all of the wonderful memories I'll have of my thirtieth birthday, perhaps my favorite was when Dexter, who we have had for six years and who hasn't peed in the house since two days after we adopted him, decided to squat and pee on our carpet in front of our twenty birthday party guests.

August 08, 2006

FYI

Go see Little Miss Sunshine right now!

It is that good.

August 06, 2006

We're freaks

Only my husband and I would blow up a condom and play condom volley ball.

August 02, 2006

I have a question

OK, let's say that you work from home- You pour a bowl of cereal and the phone rings, and it's an important business call that you have to take-

What do you do? Do you take the call and say "I hope you don't mind if I eat lunch while we talk" or do you let the cereal get soggy, throw it out, and pour a new one when you're done with your conversation?

And because I like to make life difficult- What if you used the last of the milk for the first bowl? Does that change your opinion?

August 01, 2006

HEY DICKHEAD!

Here's a little advice:

When the heat index is 110 degrees, your dog does not need to go on his typical 1/2 hour walk, nor does he need to go to the park to play. REALLY. He also doesn't need to lay down on the boiling hot concrete while you smoke a fucking cigar (it's not your dog's fault that your penis is so small).Take your poor animal for a quick pee, put some ice cubes in his water bowl, and let him sit in the air conditioning for God's sake
The same rule applies to your children. They don't have to go outside EVERY DAY.
Why does no one take this weather seriously? It's dangerous out there, people.

On another note- I've instituted a new rule:
If you are stupid enough to say to me "Hot enough for ya?", then I reserve the right to punch you directly in the face.

July 25, 2006

Yes, I'm still alive

So busy.
Which is a good thing.
I'm (for once) not complaining.

Had a great fun filled weekend that included a concert, going to the gym both days, and a very relaxing night on a roof deck, drinking margaritas and having good conversation.

I've also been very busy with Veggie Pregnancy. It was mentioned in a newsletter that goes out to more than 10,000 people, so I had to make sure it was updated.

AND, tomorrow I have a meeting about a photography project that I've been asked to be a part of. I'm REALLY excited about it. I'll find out tomorrow if I'm actually allowed to divulge any information.

On Friday I'm shooting some headshots for someone, and them I'm spending the weekend at my mom's house.

Like I said- BUSY.

But this time it's in a good way.

July 19, 2006

That sound you hear is the wind blowing through my empty, useless brain

I haven't written a real post since June 26th, and even that was just a modge-podge of different thoughts strung together with no rhyme or reason.
If I actually considered myself a writer, I would say I have writer's block.

I need your help.

What should I write about?

Have any questions you'd like to ask me? Anything you're curious about?

Almost no topic is off limits.

July 07, 2006

You know what's not so fun?

Trying to clean your entire apartment and pack for your trip when you can't move your legs because your trainer kicked your ass with squats yesterday.

July 03, 2006

A post that has no rhyme or reason

The Mets game last night was so bad that it physically made me sick.

I even had baseball related nightmares.

On a brighter note-
I have my first of three personal training sessions today.
I refuse to start trying to have a baby again until I get in shape/loose some weight.

I saw The Devil Wears Prada yesterday. It was cute, but it's the kind of movie that you can wait to see on video.

We are going away this weekend because my husband has a concert in the Berkshires (in addition to being a doctor, he's also a musician).
The following FIVE weekends he's on call, then the third and fourth weekend in August we have plans (for my 30th birthday). THEN, the summer