This Is How I Nest.

Mama, please stop being a Nut. Just shy of six weeks until this kiddo makes his or her Monkey debut. Sounds like a ton of time, right? Sure, if you’re a sane being. Which- in all fairness- I must not have been to get pregnant so soon after my daughter’s first birthday knowing full well that the end of this pregnancy would align with multiple heat waves. But that’s nothin’ compared to my recent jaunts from reality. Last night, right before {Read More}

It is STILL summer, goshdarnit!

And Now…We Sleep.

There is so much. There is always so much. Will you remind me of this in the dark days of early Chicago March when I want to chew my own face off with stir-craziness/no one returns my phone calls? (I had never previously believed those two items to be related. I now see the error of my ways.) The last handful of days can be broken down into three very specific events: We’re not leaving, are we? End O’ The Cape {Read More}

Just Beachy.

I am still on vacation. And it is great. Despite monsoon-like rainstorms for the first two days and near frozen bedroom conditions (due to a super eager a/c system and more than one family member with a predilection towards extreme body temps), we’ve had a stellar time. And so have my Mom and Dad and sister and her husband and their three kids and my sister and her boyfriend and her friend and my sister and her friend (and various {Read More}

Vacation Is For…

Sleepin’. And Beachin’.

Schoenies Go East

On vacay. Back soon. Havin’ a great time. No, really. Love, The Guy Getting Up With The Toddler Each A.M., The Bitsy Who Is Not Sure About Those “Tides,” and The Gal Who Leaves No Food On Trays.

Mold N’ Neuroses N’ Manipulation

Everyone’s feeling the crazy. Motherhood has made me a new kind of crazy. (And- before- I used to think that my neuroses knew no bounds.) Which just goes to prove my extremely new theory that having a kid makes you MORE of what you were before. And that’s not even one of those lovey, sentimental sampler stitchings- I was nuts before, but my insanity has been amplified since having Nora. I was kind of a clean freak before…now I’m a {Read More}

We Love The Summer