Saturday, November 29, 2008


P took Birdie to the grocery store.  By himself.  For the very first time.  And it was his idea.

I don't know what to do with myself!  I've already vacuumed the upstairs and now I'm having a chipsandsalsa break.  I think I'm going to turn the stereo up.  LOUD!


I've been away.

My ILs have no computer.

No one in their neighborhood has wireless to steal.

Dark ages.

Glad to be home.

Friday, November 21, 2008

one more wake-up

Tomorrow my baby will be one.  

That is all.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

YAY! (I hope.)

Guess what? Speaking up works!

My balloons (not just any ole latex balloons, btw - I'm very afraid of those - these are 30" mylars) are going to be expressed here, hopefully by noon on Saturday.  Just barely makes the cut, but in this case, barely works!  Now, everyone just has to do as they said they would.

I'm sure she doesn't read my blog, but huge thanks to A.L. in Brooklyn for helping me get this fixed!  I hope your child loves the Sesame Street balloons you picked as well - they're in the mail!

I'm sure it seems silly to get all worked up over something like this, but... sorry, can't be helped.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008


I won two large mylar balloons on for Birdie's birthday.  
I got balloons in the mail today but they aren't mine.
I doubt it's fixable before Saturday.

Monday, November 17, 2008

PMS defined

The firm belief that the universe is conspiring to piss you off.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

is it awful...

...that I miss my husband even more when he's away and the weather's bad and I have to take out the dogs?

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Here's the thing:

I know I'm vague.

I don't share everything on this blog because I'm just not comfortable with doing so, regardless of how "anonymous" it may appear.  Some of you know more about me and my family.  Chances are, if I've emailed with you I consider you a friend.  I'm just not comfortable having too much out here for all to read forever.  I also try to only write things that I'd be ok with P reading.  Obviously that's limiting, especially when he's the problem (sorry, sweetheart) because I could really use a good vent now and then.

Life here is stressful.  We're dealing with several monumental changes at once and it's putting a lot of strain on us individually and as a family.  While I'm confident we can and will make it through, for now we're currently living life on a roller coaster. On thin ice.  At the edge of the world.  (Sort of like the Grinch and Max and the sled full of stolen Whoville gifts and goodies.)  For someone who thrives on routine and predictability and planning ahead, this is particularly rough.  

I wish I could tell you more.  I wish I could tell you everything.  Thank you for being there for me anyway.

Monday, November 10, 2008

being grateful

he turns my heated seat on in the car when we're going out together.

he bought me a book because he knew I finished my last one.

he recorded a show, just for me (not him) because he thought I'd like it.

Saturday, November 08, 2008

I meant to tell you

Birdie was a black cat like our Big Kitty for halloween.  She thought it was hilarious, and since the words she has said so far include: mama, dada/yaya, bubba (Big Kitty), meh (the kitten) and "meow" we thought the kitty thing was appropriate.  

We took her to a mall so she could see the kids all dressed up (we don't get trick-or-treaters here.)  Of course, she refused to say "meow" for anyone.  At first, she just gave everyone a cold stare.  She eventually warmed up and gave huge smiles and reveled in the joy of people telling us and her how cute she was.  

Then she wanted to practice her walking.  At just that time a giant Dunkin' Donuts Donut Man came along.  Our little Birdie was soooooo excited and tried to get to him/her/it.  She's not a great walker yet though, so we toddled hands and fingers down the mall walkway at a remarkably slow pace for people chasing someone.  Hearing my little girl squeal with delight and YELL as she "chased" a giant donut was pure comedy.  Best Halloween Memory. =)