Last week, we saw our heroine attempting to baste a turkey, clean a house, soothe a newborn and prepare for partygoers. Did she succeed? (You bet your sweet mushroom gravy she did.) The key? Help. LOTS o’ help. A task-oriented dude, for one. Really, really good friends bearing yum dishes. Showering also gives a nice li’l bit of pep. Also- a baby who decides to prolong her morning nap for three hours. Nora Schoeny for the win! P.J. and I {Read More}
The turkey innards need to come outtards.
November 25, 2009 By 3 Comments
I decided to post a day early- why not? There’s no reason I HAVE to post on Thursdays…I can still be wild, fancy-free (whatever that means), not tied down to convention… Okay. Or it’s because we’re hosting our very first Thanksgiving tomorrow and there is NO WAY ON EARTH I can get Nora ready, the house ready, the food ready (a turkey? I may end up serving deli slices) and enjoy a leisurely blogging session. So, I’m enjoying my leisure {Read More}
Two minutes panic.
November 19, 2009 By 9 Comments
Ohhhkay. So. I’ve been in possession of this child for exactly three weeks now. (Happy three weeks, Nora!) And. I’ve since realized that I will spend the next eighty or so years with my heart in my throat. As it turns out, this little person, this amazingly loud and soft and alert little beastie, this darling cherub in whom I’ve placed all of my love and hopes and dreams…it turns out that eventually WE MUST LEAVE THE HOUSE and people, {Read More}
I feel like I should want to remember how to desire non-baby things. Oh well.
November 12, 2009 By 5 Comments
First off, happy two week birthday to my little gal, Miss Nora Jane! (Two weeks? You mean, after all of this crazy pregnancy business and madcap preparation…two weeks can go by like THAT? I turned to Peej at the 4am feeding and sorrowfully told him that she’s getting too big. He pointed at her and said “She is SO teense,” with a ‘Don’t start that already’ look on his face. This from the guy who wants twelve more.) Also, Happy {Read More}
Well, THAT was crazy!
November 5, 2009 By 10 Comments
(And look- it’s Thursday! Sure, Thursday night, but still the right blogging day!) Ain’t nothin’ gonna break-a my stride!) So, um, I had a baby! And here’s how it went down: After my morning last Thursday of cleaning everything- twice- and overpacking for a three night stay at the most luxurious of hospitals EVER (and P.J.’s “working from home,” which, God bless him, he really did try to do), we headed downtown. On the way, we said things like, “wouldn’t {Read More}
Hey there, Scorpio baby!
October 29, 2009 By 11 Comments
Well, this is it. The end of Date Night Month. (And, uh, the BEGINNING OF THE REST OF MY LIFE AS A PARENT AND NON-SLEEPER.) October has treated me pretty well. This week alone we rounded out the dates with a viewing of “Where the Wild Things Are” (I cried, surprise, surprise), a yum dinner at Kiki’s Bistro (no relation) for Peej’s birthday (we had steak pomme frites- bringing us up to…four steaks this week. Nice life) a walk in {Read More}
One. Week. Left. (What pressure?)
October 22, 2009 By 13 Comments
To Whom It May Concern; It has recently come to my attention that the master bathroom shower vent has fallen to the floor. Due to its previous placement (above the aforementioned shower), newer problems have shown themselves in the form of gaping ceiling holes (okay, only one, but I’ve seen enough X-Files episodes to know how this can end) and frequent bursts of really warm air that, with the addition of a warmer water temperature, can turn into really, really {Read More}
Two weeks. Gosh, that sounds definite.
October 15, 2009 By 3 Comments
I’ve been watching a lot of television lately. I have little to no energy left to renovate or get the house baby-ready at the end of a workday (my new mindset: the baby can sleep on me. Here, throw me that towel.) Between episodes of Ghost Whisperer wherein I cry like my arm is being broken off at the shoulder (I don’t know where this new obsession is coming from- I never used to watch ‘ion: positively entertaining’ tv) and {Read More}
