|Monday, March 9th, 2009|
pretty much every time i go to work i am reminded of what a charmed life i lead.
|Thursday, February 26th, 2009|
I just coined a new term...
It's what I do, all day long. I clean and clean and clean, and at the end of the day, the house looks like it was never cleaned at all.
I freaking HATE the styles people are wearing these days. I hate the pencil-leg jeans, I hate the poofy sleeves, the neon sneakers, and the moo-moo tops with the big buttons. I hate jeans with high heels, and gathered waistbands and slouchy leather boots.
I have no clue why I hate these styles so much. Perhaps because this is the first time that I remember the styles being worn the first time around? I walked into a store with my mom the other day, pointed to a dress, and said "You owned that dress in '86."
I remember my friend Beth and I making fun of all the ladies we saw sporting 1980s floofy hair in 1997. I was like "Why can't they just move on into the 90s and take their hair with them?"
And now I understand- they couldn't bring their hair into the 90s because they thought 90s hair looked too flat.
So here I am with my Doc Martens (which I've had since '99 and the soles aren't even close to worn) and my bootcut jeans and my t-shirts and cardigans, and I'm feeling entirely unhip. I am the lady sporting 1980s hair in 1997. But whatever. In 10-15 years, I'll be in style again (and my Doc Martens will still have their original soles).
|Thursday, February 5th, 2009|
despite my unexplained aversion to knitting socks, I started knitting one this afternoon.
i think i'm hooked.
|Tuesday, February 3rd, 2009|
someone just posted on the providence LJ group looking for a rave.
do people even still do that?
|Monday, January 26th, 2009|
|Wednesday, January 21st, 2009|
|Monday, January 19th, 2009|
|Saturday, January 3rd, 2009|
When Annabelle was sick two summers ago, Chris showed up at the doctor's office with a pink Care Bear who Annabelle deemed "Cuddlebear". Cuddlebear went with us for every visit to The Hematology/Oncology clinic, every blood draw, and pretty much everywhere else.
Annabelle never sleeps without her Cuddlebear, and Chris and I have both developed a deep affection for this bear, so much so that if the house was on fire, Cuddlebear is the first thing we'd get out after the kids and dog.
Last year Chris' mom bought Enzo a Carebear- not because he was sick, but he was always trying to get his hands on Annabelle's beloved bear. He's sporadically affectionate with the bear, and yesterday, he gave the bear a name:
|Monday, December 29th, 2008|
Enzo, rolling over and bed, sitting up and declaring:
"Mama, I done sleepin"
After finishing my chocolate from Starbucks:
me- "Enzo, I can't believe you ate my Starbucks chocolate"
Enzo- "I ate it. I ate it all"
He's so freakin' cute. Right now he's playing with those magnetic dress up dolls. I wonder if he'll be a little fashionista like Annabelle.
"HoHoHo. Merry Kissmas"
|Tuesday, December 9th, 2008|
Last night I had a very scary dream wherein I was giving birth in a hospital.
My mom was there, along with 3 other nurses from the local LDR unit. They kept bugging me and bugging me, and then they called a male doctor. It was like... all of my birthing fears wrapped into one. Then they kept opening the shades to the room and people were watching me labor. In the dream, I kept saying "I want to go home". Then the baby was born and they were trying to vaccinate it, and I was pissed, because this was my last baby and I had a crappy birth experience.
You'd swear I was on mothering.com before going to bed.
In real life, my mother did actually try to persuade me to give birth in a hospital when I was pregnant with Enzo. And even though I didn't want her to worry, there was no way in hell.
|Monday, November 10th, 2008|
|Tuesday, November 4th, 2008|
|Hives for Obama
Chris came home from the polls to use the bathroom, and he was like "hon, you're breaking out."
I have election day hives. Seriously.
|Sunday, November 2nd, 2008|
, all of our high school friends were very sad to hear about your passing, and glad to hear of your undeath. this was the only pic I got.
|Friday, October 31st, 2008|
I narrowly missed having a November 1 baby- Enzo was born at 10:41 on Halloween. When you ask him what he's going to be for Halloween, he proudly states "TWO!". He's going to be a dog in addition to being two today. Annabelle will be a princess, and Hannah a pirate.
Halloween always leaves me remembering '02, when I was a fresh graduate working in Labor and Delivery. We lost a mama that day, to a very freaky and rare complication. Her daughter and my son share a birthday, and every Halloween I wonder how their family has healed. That day pretty much changed my outlook forever, and I hope the family has found peace.
|Tuesday, October 28th, 2008|
Enzo's language is flying along. He's stringing two and three words together now. Yesterday Chris got me and said that Enzo told him "no boobie today". He didn't actually say that, but he says stuff like it. He calls bananas "oh-man-ahs".
I had a lovely trip to the Berkshires/Rhinebeck. Got to see ocim
and spent the afternoon at the psychotically crowded NY Sheep and Wool Festival. Next year I go with just one kid. Double stroller + crowds of crazy yarn freaks= way too much. I'm no leaf peeper, but the foliage in Nowhere, NY was beautiful. Breathtaking. That, combined with one of the Little House audiobooks made an excellent ride. I didn't actually buy any wool at the festival, but I got a really cool mug from Jennie the Potter
The kids still haven't really decided what they're being for Halloween. Hannah wants to be a pirate, and Annabelle is deciding between Cinderella and "a cat". Enzo is easy. He will be two.
I went to buy the Halloween candy yesterday. Fucking 40 bucks later, I think we'll have enough for two hours or so. Kids get dropped off in our neighborhood. Chris is answering the door in his McCain mask. I may be too busy to actually do my Sarah Palin hair. It looks like a lot of work that involves AquaNet and a curling iron.
The general election is so freaking close. Look! There's my husband, right next to John McCain and Sarah Palin. http://www.sec.state.ri.us/ballots/En/2008/3915.pdf
I am owed a weekend off from the kids, wherein I get to take off from Saturday afternoon-Sunday night. Ohmy, what am I going to do????
|Thursday, October 16th, 2008|
This campaign season is sure sparking some fine costume ideas. While Chris and I are going as Sarah Palin and John McCain, I'd urge any guy who's looking for a simple Halloween Costume to go as either "Joe Plumber" or "Joe Six-Pack". Sinple enough, just wear a nametag that says "Joe" and carry a plunger or a sixer.
Chris' McCain mask is downright scary. You betcha.
|Monday, October 6th, 2008|
just what i expected to be doing at 28....
at home, 3pm, in my "houseclothes", watching ellen, and eating leftovers for a very late lunch.
|Friday, March 7th, 2008|
is upon us.
vomit vomit vomit.
annabelle, then enzo and chris simultaneously, and next... me.
hannah may be spared since she was at her g'rents.