A kid now lives in this room. Money’s weird. (Don’t get me wrong, I love it. But I tend to love a lot of weird things; liverwurst, sleeping with a blanket over my ear, the first three Underworld movies…) I have four jobs. One pays really well. The next two- not so much. (Can you tell which two are in the field called The Arts?) The fourth is completely unpaid…and may just be my favorite, anyhow. But it turns out {Read More}
Even though the sun wakes her at Ridiculous O’Clock…
…It’s finally SUMMER!
Back to reality…and the inflatable giraffe pool.
Happy Day After Memorial Day, everyone! Or, to The Monkey, Happy 21 weeks. To Peej- Happy Day Back At Work… And to me, Happy Oh My God, There’s A Lot Of Laundry Here- and How Long Was That Sippy Cup Stuck Under The Passenger Seat, Anyway Day. (Observed.) Some weekend highlights: Family, naps, pooltime, Skyline cheese coneys, miniature people in sundresses, multiple improbable yet highly successful mammoth group photos, a stunning black tie wedding, dancing with my husband…and other people’s {Read More}
From somewhere in the Midwest…
Happy Memorial Day! In light of the fact that many of you are traveling…and many of you are on your third brunch of the weekend- for example- we’re gonna go ahead and do a real post tomorrow. Love and thanks and hopes for a wundy day, Keel n’ Peej n’ N.J. Thumbnail pic courtesy of Clark Street PhotographyHappy weekend, indeed!
Monkey in the middle…of my bladder.
An Open Letter To My As-Yet Unborn Baby… (Whom My Mother Thinks We’ve Found Out The Gender Of…) (But No, We’re Still Waiting To Be Surprised…) (Even Though I Kinda Think You’re A Little Girl…) (But Look How Accurate My Psychic Prowess Turned Out During The Last Pregnancy…) (When We Had Your Sister- A Girl. And Not A Boy.) (I Really Hafta Learn To Condense Before I’m In Charge Of Your Baby Book.) Hi, little baby. You’re 13 ounces humongo {Read More}
Wordless…except for the title and caption. And tags. And signatures.
Snacktime for Shorties.
Playing favorites.
Thanks to Trop50 for sponsoring my writing about fabulous bloggers. This year Trop50 is granting 50 Fabulous Wishes. Click here to enter for a chance to win $1,000 to celebrate a friend with a refreshing attitude about looking and feeling fabulous! *** Okay, so I get to list five brilliant bloggers? Instead of being intimidated by this challenged, I was actually a little worried. Only five? (I do love me some interwebz-readin’.) So, with apologies to the eleventy other close, personal {Read More}
Get in the house.
Little kids. The traditional third anniversary gift is leather. The modern one is crystal, or- if one is feeling frugal- glass. I am giving P.J. none of these tomorrow. Instead, today I’ll regale everyone with one of the best Peej stories in the history of…maybe ever. (Although, when this tale occurred I was carrying an awesome leather bag and P.J. almost got his face smashed through glass. So to anyone who still feels that this blog has no tie-ins, well, I just {Read More}