Manic Monday for March 17, 2008
If you could have any music group or musician play at a party, who would you hire?
Wow, that is a tough one because a lot would depend on the kind of party. In fantasy land I'd go with the Beatles circa 1967 (the year Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band released). Back in reality I think I would choose Paul Simon joined by Ladysmith Black Mambazo. I do like a lot more current music, but for music for a party that I would host, that is what I would want. I am not a big fan of loud live music.
Name three things to be happy about today.
1. Zoe's birthday party was a huge success and she is still really pleased about it and therefore so am I.
2. I lost another pound.
3. The sun is shining.
How do you release frustration?
Sometimes shopping (retail therapy), sometimes at the gym or taking a walk, and sometimes by just bitching and moaning for a spell.
17 March 2008
16 March 2008
Bringing Home the Birkin
I was the lucky recipient of an Early Reviewer's copy of Bringing Home the Birkin by Michael Tonello. This book is the equivalent of all those mountain climbing, desert marching, storm sailing adventure books out there, but in this case the sport is shopping. (A sport I like to participate in myself, but my level is junior amateur in comparison.) It is also very similar to chick lit except that in this case instead of the typical spunky, unlucky in love, career, etc waiting for the big break heroine, this hero(ine?) is an openly gay man. who manages to turn a love and a knack for shopping into a business as well as quite a nice life for himself.
The book is subtitled My Life in Hot Pursuit of the World's Most Coveted Handbag. That handbag being the Hermes Birkin. I have heard a few stories of the famous Birkin waitlist and there was even an episode of "Sex and the City" that featured the same. I have only seen a few Birkins in person on the arms of clearly wealthy women, but they are distinct enough to be instantly recognizable. They are the ultimate elite status symbol.
Mr. Tonello's business involved luxurious travel to major European destinations to purchase Birkins from Hermes shops and then re-selling them on E-Bay from his envy-inspiring apartment in Barcelona. His trials and triumphs are amusing and the hotels and dining he describes could serve as a travel guide. The story works because the author never takes himself to seriously or fails to realize what a charmed life he's leading. Mr. Tonello has an amazing positive attitude self described as "Always half-full, that glass, always." Which is from a section describing a stay in a hospital where he was treated for severe anemia.
A family tragedy brings about the eventual end of his Birkin hunting in the way that kind of thing can do by making you take a look at what you're actually spending your time doing. He could no longer deal with "people who lacked for nothing, but who longed for more" and got himself out before he became that way himself.
So, if you're in the mood for a light-hearted romp through the luxurious side of Europe I think you'll enjoy this one. I definitely did.
The book is subtitled My Life in Hot Pursuit of the World's Most Coveted Handbag. That handbag being the Hermes Birkin. I have heard a few stories of the famous Birkin waitlist and there was even an episode of "Sex and the City" that featured the same. I have only seen a few Birkins in person on the arms of clearly wealthy women, but they are distinct enough to be instantly recognizable. They are the ultimate elite status symbol.
Mr. Tonello's business involved luxurious travel to major European destinations to purchase Birkins from Hermes shops and then re-selling them on E-Bay from his envy-inspiring apartment in Barcelona. His trials and triumphs are amusing and the hotels and dining he describes could serve as a travel guide. The story works because the author never takes himself to seriously or fails to realize what a charmed life he's leading. Mr. Tonello has an amazing positive attitude self described as "Always half-full, that glass, always." Which is from a section describing a stay in a hospital where he was treated for severe anemia.
A family tragedy brings about the eventual end of his Birkin hunting in the way that kind of thing can do by making you take a look at what you're actually spending your time doing. He could no longer deal with "people who lacked for nothing, but who longed for more" and got himself out before he became that way himself.
So, if you're in the mood for a light-hearted romp through the luxurious side of Europe I think you'll enjoy this one. I definitely did.
13 March 2008
Love & Marriage
I got this meme from Noble Savage and thought it looked like fun.
1. Where / how did you meet?
We first met at my Dad's house the summer after my freshman year in college. Rob was my brother's friend from his summer construction job and he brought him to my Dad's house one day to help out with some home improvement project. My Dad used to love to assign my brother and I home improvement projects just to torture us, I am pretty sure.
2. How long have you known each other?
18 and a half years. I didn't even realize it was that long.
3. How long after you met did you start dating?
We had a few dates over the course of several years, but we didn't start really dating until about 8 years after we first met.
4. How long did you date before you were engaged?
A year and a half.
5. How long was your engagement?
8 months.
6. How long have you been married?
8 years.
7. What is your anniversary?
October 16
8. How many people came to your wedding reception?
106 -- don't ask me why, but I remember the exact final count.
9. What kind of cake did you serve?
Carvel ice cream cake -- it is my favorite and we had individual cakes for each table rather than one big cake.
10. Where was your wedding?
The Top of the Tower at the Beekman Tower Hotel in New York City.
11. What did you serve for the meal?
It was a choice of Fillet Mignon, salmon, or ravioli. I didn't get to eat any of it so I don't know if it was good.
12. How many people were in your bridal party?
2 -- one each.
13. Are you still friends with them all?
No. Rob's best man never forgave me for taking him away.
14. Did your spouse cry during the ceremony?
No
15. Most special moment of your wedding day?
During the reception, standing out on one of the balconies watching the sunset and just holding hands.
16. Any funny moments?
Rob forgot to actually say "I do" until I reminded him.
17. Any big disasters?
None. It was pretty close to perfect.
18. Where did you go on honeymoon?
Aruba.
19. How long were you gone?
1 week.
20. If you were to do your wedding over, what would you change?
There was part of me that wanted one of those island weddings at Sandals or something, but if I were to change the wedding I had, I would invite about 20 less people and go on a longer honeymoon.
21. What side of the bed do you sleep in?
On the right in our bed at home, but my criteria when we travel is not right or left it is the side with the nightstand. If both sides have nightstands then I want the side that is closer to the bathroom. Rob is wonderfully not picky about sides of the bed.
22. What size is your bed?
King.
23. Greatest strength as a couple?
We are able to be completely ourselves with each other.
24. Greatest challenge as a couple?
I like to be organized and to think things through -- maybe to to a fault. Rob does not.
25. Who literally pays the bills?
Me.
26. What is your song?
"Moondance" by Van Morrison
27. What did you dance your first dance to?
"Crazy Love" by Van Morrison
28. Describe your wedding dress
Ivory silk, empire waist with an a-line skirt to the floor (no train). The best part was the back that was a deep V. There was beading around the neckline that went around the deep V and also around the waistline. It was pretty simple, but I really loved it.
29. What kind of flowers did you have at your wedding?
Red roses. There were a few other flowers for the ceremony, but all I remember is the red roses.
30. Are your wedding bands engraved?
Yes. They both say: Always 10-16-99
1. Where / how did you meet?
We first met at my Dad's house the summer after my freshman year in college. Rob was my brother's friend from his summer construction job and he brought him to my Dad's house one day to help out with some home improvement project. My Dad used to love to assign my brother and I home improvement projects just to torture us, I am pretty sure.
2. How long have you known each other?
18 and a half years. I didn't even realize it was that long.
3. How long after you met did you start dating?
We had a few dates over the course of several years, but we didn't start really dating until about 8 years after we first met.
4. How long did you date before you were engaged?
A year and a half.
5. How long was your engagement?
8 months.
6. How long have you been married?
8 years.
7. What is your anniversary?
October 16
8. How many people came to your wedding reception?
106 -- don't ask me why, but I remember the exact final count.
9. What kind of cake did you serve?
Carvel ice cream cake -- it is my favorite and we had individual cakes for each table rather than one big cake.
10. Where was your wedding?
The Top of the Tower at the Beekman Tower Hotel in New York City.
11. What did you serve for the meal?
It was a choice of Fillet Mignon, salmon, or ravioli. I didn't get to eat any of it so I don't know if it was good.
12. How many people were in your bridal party?
2 -- one each.
13. Are you still friends with them all?
No. Rob's best man never forgave me for taking him away.
14. Did your spouse cry during the ceremony?
No
15. Most special moment of your wedding day?
During the reception, standing out on one of the balconies watching the sunset and just holding hands.
16. Any funny moments?
Rob forgot to actually say "I do" until I reminded him.
17. Any big disasters?
None. It was pretty close to perfect.
18. Where did you go on honeymoon?
Aruba.
19. How long were you gone?
1 week.
20. If you were to do your wedding over, what would you change?
There was part of me that wanted one of those island weddings at Sandals or something, but if I were to change the wedding I had, I would invite about 20 less people and go on a longer honeymoon.
21. What side of the bed do you sleep in?
On the right in our bed at home, but my criteria when we travel is not right or left it is the side with the nightstand. If both sides have nightstands then I want the side that is closer to the bathroom. Rob is wonderfully not picky about sides of the bed.
22. What size is your bed?
King.
23. Greatest strength as a couple?
We are able to be completely ourselves with each other.
24. Greatest challenge as a couple?
I like to be organized and to think things through -- maybe to to a fault. Rob does not.
25. Who literally pays the bills?
Me.
26. What is your song?
"Moondance" by Van Morrison
27. What did you dance your first dance to?
"Crazy Love" by Van Morrison
28. Describe your wedding dress
Ivory silk, empire waist with an a-line skirt to the floor (no train). The best part was the back that was a deep V. There was beading around the neckline that went around the deep V and also around the waistline. It was pretty simple, but I really loved it.
29. What kind of flowers did you have at your wedding?
Red roses. There were a few other flowers for the ceremony, but all I remember is the red roses.
30. Are your wedding bands engraved?
Yes. They both say: Always 10-16-99
10 March 2008
Oprah's Big Give
Last night I was in the mood to watch a little TV. I didn't want to invest in an entire movie -- I just wanted to watch for an hour or so. Much channel surfing ensued and I landed on an episode of a new show called "Oprah's Big Give." I believe last night's episode was the second in the series and in it the contestants were dropped in the middle of Denver, CO and given 48 hours to give away some money "in the most creative and dramatic ways." Some of the contestants sought out charitable organizations like the Boys and Girls Club and a home for children and some found random strangers in need.
Of course I am all for helping out the needy and for trumpeting the fact that there are so many people in need, but there is something about this show that bothers me. I can't put my finger on what bothers me most. Is it the fact that it is a contest? Is it the randomness of the give aways? Or is it the wealthy celebrity judges who get to decide who did the most good? The whole thing just left a bad taste in my mouth and it surprised me that it did because I usually find Oprah's charitable works to be exemplary.
Am I missing something or do you agree that there something wrong with this idea?
Of course I am all for helping out the needy and for trumpeting the fact that there are so many people in need, but there is something about this show that bothers me. I can't put my finger on what bothers me most. Is it the fact that it is a contest? Is it the randomness of the give aways? Or is it the wealthy celebrity judges who get to decide who did the most good? The whole thing just left a bad taste in my mouth and it surprised me that it did because I usually find Oprah's charitable works to be exemplary.
Am I missing something or do you agree that there something wrong with this idea?
Manic Monday
Today's questions are:
What's your favorite thing to spend money on?
Shoes and cosmetics. They are my default items to shop for when I am in the mood for shopping. Handbags run a very close third, but I don't buy those often.
If you could retire tomorrow what would you do?
Read more, see more movies, take more photos, write more, and sleep more.
Should anything be censored and if so, what and why?
Nope. I think children should be limited in their exposure to things, but adults can choose what they want to see, hear, read.
What's your favorite thing to spend money on?
Shoes and cosmetics. They are my default items to shop for when I am in the mood for shopping. Handbags run a very close third, but I don't buy those often.
If you could retire tomorrow what would you do?
Read more, see more movies, take more photos, write more, and sleep more.
Should anything be censored and if so, what and why?
Nope. I think children should be limited in their exposure to things, but adults can choose what they want to see, hear, read.
06 March 2008
One week of braces
1 new WaterPik
2 "emergency" orthodontist visits
3 pounds lost
4 doses of Advil per day
5 brushings of teeth daily
6 moments of regret
7 days and counting without chewing gum, popcorn, apples, or any truly solid food
OK, I'm done complaining about my braces on this blog for good (barring any unusual disasters). Besides, the 4 pounds lost almost makes up for all the other stuff.
2 "emergency" orthodontist visits
3 pounds lost
4 doses of Advil per day
5 brushings of teeth daily
6 moments of regret
7 days and counting without chewing gum, popcorn, apples, or any truly solid food
OK, I'm done complaining about my braces on this blog for good (barring any unusual disasters). Besides, the 4 pounds lost almost makes up for all the other stuff.
05 March 2008
What's in your handbag?
Becky recently posed the question: what are the items you must have with you?
I liked this post so much that I decided that rather than answering her in a comment, I would use it as a sort of meme.
Looking my handbag you will find the following items (in no particular order):
1. Wallet. I am very particular about my wallet and tend to use the same one for years. I just got a beautiful new Kate Spade wallet for my birthday and I like seeing it looking so pretty inside my bag.
2. Blackberry. Yes, they call it a Crackberry for a reason and I love that little thing. It is especially good for keeping in touch with my husband who is, like me, never separated from his Blackberry.
3. 2 lipsticks. One from Clinique which is boringly named "pink," but is still a good lipstick and one from Laura Mercier called "Purple Haze." I love lipstick.
4. Lip balm. Yes, in addition to the lipsticks, I like to have lip balm too. In fact, I am hopelessly addicted to lip balm and I keep one everywhere -- by the bed, in the bathroom, in my car, at my desk and, of course, in my bag. Right now I have 2 different lip balms -- a Burt's Bees lip balm and a tinted lip balm by Tarte called "Thursday." Ordinarily I only carry my long enduring favorite Cherry ChapStick.
5. iPod. This is one of those things that whenever I decide to leave it at home, I immediately find myself in a situation where I desperately wish I had it. I love that most handbags come designed with the double inside pockets these days that neatly fit an iPod and a phone.
6. Bath & Body Works Pink Grapefruit Anti-Bacterial Moisturizing Hand Lotion. It does 2 things in one -- I love the efficiency -- especially after using a public restroom which is almost always equipped with industrial strength soap that can double as a furniture stripping agent.
7. Key ring with the minimum number of keys needed for my life -- 2. One for the car and one for the house. I hate carrying extra keys. I do have a cute peace symbol key fob too. I also have a separate key ring just for the fob that opens the doors to my office building.
8. Sunglasses. I love sunglasses and I always have a pair with me unless I am paring down for an evening bag. (No Corey Hart impressions for me.)
9. Nice'n Clean Antibacterial Moist Wipes. They have saved me from many sticky situations -- pun intended! These are a must for being anywhere with children under the age of 10, but out of diapers. When they're in diapers you always have the wipes with you and I am hopeful that by the age of 10, kids can clean themselves up.
10. Opti-free Rewetting Drops. A couple of months ago I got new contact lenses and when my eyes were adjusting to them, I found the drops helped. They can probably be taken off the must include list since I hardly use them anymore.
11. Cosmetics bag with face powder, concealer, eye shadow and tweezers. Sometimes my lipsticks are in here and sometimes they are in the zipper pocket where my keys live.
12. 2 pens -- one stolen from the hotel on my last business trip and one that came as part of the latest swag from my job.
13. Dental wax for the braces. This is a new addition, but very essential at the moment. It has replaced the chewing gum that used to be a permanent fixture pre-braces.
And that's it. I clean out extraneous stuff like receipts and other bits on a nightly basis because I like my bag to be neat and organized.
I liked this post so much that I decided that rather than answering her in a comment, I would use it as a sort of meme.
Looking my handbag you will find the following items (in no particular order):
1. Wallet. I am very particular about my wallet and tend to use the same one for years. I just got a beautiful new Kate Spade wallet for my birthday and I like seeing it looking so pretty inside my bag.
2. Blackberry. Yes, they call it a Crackberry for a reason and I love that little thing. It is especially good for keeping in touch with my husband who is, like me, never separated from his Blackberry.
3. 2 lipsticks. One from Clinique which is boringly named "pink," but is still a good lipstick and one from Laura Mercier called "Purple Haze." I love lipstick.
4. Lip balm. Yes, in addition to the lipsticks, I like to have lip balm too. In fact, I am hopelessly addicted to lip balm and I keep one everywhere -- by the bed, in the bathroom, in my car, at my desk and, of course, in my bag. Right now I have 2 different lip balms -- a Burt's Bees lip balm and a tinted lip balm by Tarte called "Thursday." Ordinarily I only carry my long enduring favorite Cherry ChapStick.
5. iPod. This is one of those things that whenever I decide to leave it at home, I immediately find myself in a situation where I desperately wish I had it. I love that most handbags come designed with the double inside pockets these days that neatly fit an iPod and a phone.
6. Bath & Body Works Pink Grapefruit Anti-Bacterial Moisturizing Hand Lotion. It does 2 things in one -- I love the efficiency -- especially after using a public restroom which is almost always equipped with industrial strength soap that can double as a furniture stripping agent.
7. Key ring with the minimum number of keys needed for my life -- 2. One for the car and one for the house. I hate carrying extra keys. I do have a cute peace symbol key fob too. I also have a separate key ring just for the fob that opens the doors to my office building.
8. Sunglasses. I love sunglasses and I always have a pair with me unless I am paring down for an evening bag. (No Corey Hart impressions for me.)
9. Nice'n Clean Antibacterial Moist Wipes. They have saved me from many sticky situations -- pun intended! These are a must for being anywhere with children under the age of 10, but out of diapers. When they're in diapers you always have the wipes with you and I am hopeful that by the age of 10, kids can clean themselves up.
10. Opti-free Rewetting Drops. A couple of months ago I got new contact lenses and when my eyes were adjusting to them, I found the drops helped. They can probably be taken off the must include list since I hardly use them anymore.
11. Cosmetics bag with face powder, concealer, eye shadow and tweezers. Sometimes my lipsticks are in here and sometimes they are in the zipper pocket where my keys live.
12. 2 pens -- one stolen from the hotel on my last business trip and one that came as part of the latest swag from my job.
13. Dental wax for the braces. This is a new addition, but very essential at the moment. It has replaced the chewing gum that used to be a permanent fixture pre-braces.
And that's it. I clean out extraneous stuff like receipts and other bits on a nightly basis because I like my bag to be neat and organized.
5 Things
I was tagged by Lisa for this one...
Here are the rules:
1. Five things I do for myself
- Exercise
- Buy myself really nice handbags
- Get manicures
- Read
- Take long, leisurely showers on the weekends
2. Five things I do for my closest friend, partner or child.
- Remember birthdays
- Laundry
- Buy candy they like
- Tell them I love them
- Be thoughtful of what is important to them
3. Five things I have done for a stranger.
- Saved their place in line at the grocery store
- Picked up something they dropped
- Given them a diaper and wipes for their child
- Let them cut in front of me in traffic
- Paid their toll
Tagging: Musings from the Sofa, Telecommuter Emily, Reading Nook Chris, Karen, & Tracie
Thanks Lisa!
Here are the rules:
1. List five kind things you do for yourself.
2.List five kind things you do for your closest friend, partner or child.
3.List five kind things you have done for a stranger.
4. Have fun!
5. Tag five people.
1. Five things I do for myself
- Exercise
- Buy myself really nice handbags
- Get manicures
- Read
- Take long, leisurely showers on the weekends
2. Five things I do for my closest friend, partner or child.
- Remember birthdays
- Laundry
- Buy candy they like
- Tell them I love them
- Be thoughtful of what is important to them
3. Five things I have done for a stranger.
- Saved their place in line at the grocery store
- Picked up something they dropped
- Given them a diaper and wipes for their child
- Let them cut in front of me in traffic
- Paid their toll
Tagging: Musings from the Sofa, Telecommuter Emily, Reading Nook Chris, Karen, & Tracie
Thanks Lisa!
04 March 2008
Star Wars -- What could have been
Of course I loved Star Wars when I was a kid, but nowadays I think I might prefer the version of that opens like this:
(Thanks to YesButNoButYes for the link.)
(Thanks to YesButNoButYes for the link.)
03 March 2008
Manic Monday
And the questions are...
You find that your best friend has stolen money to pay for medical treatment for a seriously ill relative. What would you do?
I would offer my friend whatever money I could to help them either pay back the stolen money or continue to pay for the medical treatment. It would be hard for me to judge them for stealing for this reason. A lot would depend on who the money was stolen from.
What three things you regret not learning to do?
You find that your best friend has stolen money to pay for medical treatment for a seriously ill relative. What would you do?
I would offer my friend whatever money I could to help them either pay back the stolen money or continue to pay for the medical treatment. It would be hard for me to judge them for stealing for this reason. A lot would depend on who the money was stolen from.
What three things you regret not learning to do?
- Play a musical instrument.
- Drive a standard.
- Play tennis well enough to have a regular game.
02 March 2008
Zoe's choice
This morning Zoë and I were discussing the plans for the day. We were supposed to be going to my brother's for a visit. Zoë loves playing with her cousins so she was quite excited to do that. Unfortunately, my brother had to have hernia repair surgery on Friday so when we called their house this morning my sister-in-law said she wasn't sure my he would be up for visitors. When I told Zoë that we may not be able to go see her cousins, I said we could do something else fun instead. She said, "If I'm good, can we go to Claire's?"
I agreed to that. She's been asking to go for weeks and another $10 spent at Claire's would buy me a cooperative child for the day. That seemed like a bargain, in fact. The errands were run, lunch was had, we were out with my Mom for a few more stops and then we were just about to head to Claire's when my sister-in-law called to say we were welcome to come over. By that time it was 2pm and it being a school night we didn't really have time for both, but it could have been done with a bit of rushing in both places. So, I said to Zoë, "What would you rather do -- go to Claire's or go see your cousins?" I would have been fine with either decision, but I fully expected her to choose Claire's especially because she had been wanting to go for awhile and she missed an opportunity yesterday.
"Go see my cousins!" she answered immediately and enthusiastically. "We can go to Claire's another time. Maybe tomorrow."
"Are you sure?" I was quite surprised.
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Because I don't think we'll get another chance to go to Claire's until next weekend," I warned.
"That's OK."
I would have truly understood if she had chosen Claire's and I probably would have done both if she had pushed. If the situations had been reversed, I'm not even sure what my choice would have been, but I strongly suspect it would have been Claire's. (I would have loved Claire's had such a thing existed when I was Zoë's age.)
Off we went to see her cousins -- as well as my brother (who appears to be recovering nicely from surgery) and sister-in-law. There was never a moment of regret on her part and we had a nice evening.
She can really be a great kid.
I agreed to that. She's been asking to go for weeks and another $10 spent at Claire's would buy me a cooperative child for the day. That seemed like a bargain, in fact. The errands were run, lunch was had, we were out with my Mom for a few more stops and then we were just about to head to Claire's when my sister-in-law called to say we were welcome to come over. By that time it was 2pm and it being a school night we didn't really have time for both, but it could have been done with a bit of rushing in both places. So, I said to Zoë, "What would you rather do -- go to Claire's or go see your cousins?" I would have been fine with either decision, but I fully expected her to choose Claire's especially because she had been wanting to go for awhile and she missed an opportunity yesterday.
"Go see my cousins!" she answered immediately and enthusiastically. "We can go to Claire's another time. Maybe tomorrow."
"Are you sure?" I was quite surprised.
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Because I don't think we'll get another chance to go to Claire's until next weekend," I warned.
"That's OK."
I would have truly understood if she had chosen Claire's and I probably would have done both if she had pushed. If the situations had been reversed, I'm not even sure what my choice would have been, but I strongly suspect it would have been Claire's. (I would have loved Claire's had such a thing existed when I was Zoë's age.)
Off we went to see her cousins -- as well as my brother (who appears to be recovering nicely from surgery) and sister-in-law. There was never a moment of regret on her part and we had a nice evening.
She can really be a great kid.
28 February 2008
What are you wearing today?
As was recently revealed over on Musings from the Sofa my excellent friend and esteemed colleague is heading for greener pastures in the very near future. While I am truly thrilled for her, I am sad for me because although I have no doubt our friendship will remain constant there is much I will miss such as barging into her office whenever I feel the need, our regular lunches at our regular spot, and finally, seeing her clothing and shoe choices each day.
I know that last one may sound silly to some, however, the bar for fashion is set pretty low at my workplace (clean clothes often qualify as dressed-up). Becky is one of the few notable exceptions to this rule and I strive to be one myself. As Becky wisely pointed out we basically dress up for each other every day. And that is absolutely true. Now that we're not going to see each other everyday how will we communicate what we're wearing? Jokingly we thought there must be some social networking application out there that would allow us to share the info in a fun way -- kind of like Twitter, but just for clothes. One Google search led to another and I stumbled across a blog called What are you wearing today? Go ahead and take a look at it and then come back here.
Unbelievable, right? Can you imagine how much time this person spends just photographing his clothing selections for each day? Never mind how much time and money he spends acquiring these clothes. I never fancied myself the next editor of Vogue, but this guy really puts my fashion love in check. I would love to see his closets. This blog is a little like men's fashion porn.
I don't think Becky and I will go that far.
I know that last one may sound silly to some, however, the bar for fashion is set pretty low at my workplace (clean clothes often qualify as dressed-up). Becky is one of the few notable exceptions to this rule and I strive to be one myself. As Becky wisely pointed out we basically dress up for each other every day. And that is absolutely true. Now that we're not going to see each other everyday how will we communicate what we're wearing? Jokingly we thought there must be some social networking application out there that would allow us to share the info in a fun way -- kind of like Twitter, but just for clothes. One Google search led to another and I stumbled across a blog called What are you wearing today? Go ahead and take a look at it and then come back here.
Unbelievable, right? Can you imagine how much time this person spends just photographing his clothing selections for each day? Never mind how much time and money he spends acquiring these clothes. I never fancied myself the next editor of Vogue, but this guy really puts my fashion love in check. I would love to see his closets. This blog is a little like men's fashion porn.
I don't think Becky and I will go that far.
26 February 2008
Braces
In just under 36 hours from now I will be getting braces. No, not to hold up my pants, but to straighten my teeth.
This is something I have wanted to do for awhile and now need to do. The options in my case were: 1) braces or 2) an implant here, an extraction there followed by veneers or braces. As expensive as braces are option 1 is actually cheaper and shorter term. I am glad I am doing it because I am starting to feel a bit self-conscious about my teeth, but at the same time I am filled with dread. I know it is going to be uncomfortable and downright painful at times and just thinking about that kind of exhausts me.
Although I never had braces as kid, I keep having visions of my awkward, pimply-faced, nerdy, 14-year-old self. Will having braces on my teeth make me feel ugly and/or insecure? (Clearly I already sound like my whiny 14 year-old self!) I don't want to walk around feeling that way for 2 years so I am going to try hard not to focus on it, but I suspect it will be a bit of a struggle especially at first to not see only the braces. Or maybe not. Maybe (hopefully) I am making a bigger deal out of it than it will be because I am nervous and not looking forward to the discomfort. Fingers crossed!
This is something I have wanted to do for awhile and now need to do. The options in my case were: 1) braces or 2) an implant here, an extraction there followed by veneers or braces. As expensive as braces are option 1 is actually cheaper and shorter term. I am glad I am doing it because I am starting to feel a bit self-conscious about my teeth, but at the same time I am filled with dread. I know it is going to be uncomfortable and downright painful at times and just thinking about that kind of exhausts me.
Although I never had braces as kid, I keep having visions of my awkward, pimply-faced, nerdy, 14-year-old self. Will having braces on my teeth make me feel ugly and/or insecure? (Clearly I already sound like my whiny 14 year-old self!) I don't want to walk around feeling that way for 2 years so I am going to try hard not to focus on it, but I suspect it will be a bit of a struggle especially at first to not see only the braces. Or maybe not. Maybe (hopefully) I am making a bigger deal out of it than it will be because I am nervous and not looking forward to the discomfort. Fingers crossed!
25 February 2008
Manic Monday
A new Manic Monday:
How did you celebrate your last birthday?
I had a really good birthday this year that included 2 rather nice celebrations. I had a spa day which included a facial, manicure, and pedicure with my good friend Becky and then I had dinner with my family which ended with ice cream cake. Yum!
What's the last thing you bought yourself, just for fun?
That question is pathetically easy to answer in my case because I love to shop. On Thursday of last week I bought myself a little plaid wallet from J.Crew (which looks kind of like this, but is a wallet not a make-up bag) while out for my lunch time stroll. It is rather dangerous working so close to many nice stores.
What would the child you once were think of the adult you have become?
Wow, that is a good question. I guess it would depend on which version of me as a child you were asking. I think under 10 year old me would like the adult I have become. I think child me would think I was a pretty good Mom who liked to do fun stuff. Child me would like to hang out at my house. If you asked the over 10 year old me, I think that might be a slightly different story. I think that version of me might be a little disappointed to find me working in an office 9 to 5 and not doing something much more creative.
How did you celebrate your last birthday?
I had a really good birthday this year that included 2 rather nice celebrations. I had a spa day which included a facial, manicure, and pedicure with my good friend Becky and then I had dinner with my family which ended with ice cream cake. Yum!
What's the last thing you bought yourself, just for fun?
That question is pathetically easy to answer in my case because I love to shop. On Thursday of last week I bought myself a little plaid wallet from J.Crew (which looks kind of like this, but is a wallet not a make-up bag) while out for my lunch time stroll. It is rather dangerous working so close to many nice stores.
What would the child you once were think of the adult you have become?
Wow, that is a good question. I guess it would depend on which version of me as a child you were asking. I think under 10 year old me would like the adult I have become. I think child me would think I was a pretty good Mom who liked to do fun stuff. Child me would like to hang out at my house. If you asked the over 10 year old me, I think that might be a slightly different story. I think that version of me might be a little disappointed to find me working in an office 9 to 5 and not doing something much more creative.
24 February 2008
The Pediatrician
This afternoon at the supermarket I ran into my daughter's pediatrician. We live in the same town so it is not that unusual, but every time I run into him outside of his office I am thrust into a feeling of incredible awkwardness and self-consciousness. It starts with what to call him. Should it be "Dr. Owens" or should I go with "Jeff" or try for a light-hearted "Dr. O?" I usually just say hello without mentioning his name. And that is just the first moment of awkwardness -- it only gets worse from there. What is it that makes me feel so insecure? I was sure he was examining the contents of my cart (even though I know deep down that couldn't possibly be true) and I was equally sure that I had babbled way too much by the time we said good-bye. The man is the same age as me, our children go to the same school, we go to the same gym, shop in the same supermarket. That should make us peers. And the fact that I pay him to do his job, should make him less of an authority figure in my eyes. And yet it doesn't.
18 February 2008
At the movies: Michael Clayton
A last minute impulse and bit of luck landed my husband and I in a movie theater last night where we saw "Michael Clayton." My husband hated it, branding it with his ultimate insult -- "it was a talk show." I enjoyed it quite a bit more than that and not only because I got to look at George Clooney throughout.
"Michael Clayton" is a dark and brooding movie about a fight for truth and justice despite the evil, American corporate way. Mr. Clooney as the lead role is the "fixer" for a large corporate law firm that is embroiled in a long and expensive defense of a chemical company. (Think of the bad guys in "Erin Brokovich" or "A Civil Action." ) Throughout the course of the movie Michael Clayton realizes he is stuck in a role where he serves evil and decides that he needs to fight the same evil he serves. This isn't a David and Goliath story though. There is no hope that just because one evil giant is eventually slain (at great expense to our hero) others will change their ways.
Overall I give it a solid B plus. George Clooney is this movie and he carries it well. Not sure that he will actually win the Oscar, but the nomination is certainly well-deserved. I especially enjoyed the scene that played opposite the final credits which was just a single camera focused on Mr. Clooney as he rides in a taxi away from the final showdown.
Finally no account of my experience with this movie would be complete without the inclusion of the couple sitting behind us. Apparently they had mistaken the movie theater for their own living room because they talked through the entire thing. At first it was really annoying, but after a while it became humorous because they were both having such a hard time understanding the movie. I even tried shushing them at one point. It was effective for about 5 minutes. At one point the man said, "I would have to sit through this again to understand it at all." I couldn't help thinking that if they had just shut up and paid attention they would have understood a lot more. My husband and I walked out of what was quite a serious movie in uncontrollable giggles because of those two.
"Michael Clayton" is a dark and brooding movie about a fight for truth and justice despite the evil, American corporate way. Mr. Clooney as the lead role is the "fixer" for a large corporate law firm that is embroiled in a long and expensive defense of a chemical company. (Think of the bad guys in "Erin Brokovich" or "A Civil Action." ) Throughout the course of the movie Michael Clayton realizes he is stuck in a role where he serves evil and decides that he needs to fight the same evil he serves. This isn't a David and Goliath story though. There is no hope that just because one evil giant is eventually slain (at great expense to our hero) others will change their ways.
Overall I give it a solid B plus. George Clooney is this movie and he carries it well. Not sure that he will actually win the Oscar, but the nomination is certainly well-deserved. I especially enjoyed the scene that played opposite the final credits which was just a single camera focused on Mr. Clooney as he rides in a taxi away from the final showdown.
Finally no account of my experience with this movie would be complete without the inclusion of the couple sitting behind us. Apparently they had mistaken the movie theater for their own living room because they talked through the entire thing. At first it was really annoying, but after a while it became humorous because they were both having such a hard time understanding the movie. I even tried shushing them at one point. It was effective for about 5 minutes. At one point the man said, "I would have to sit through this again to understand it at all." I couldn't help thinking that if they had just shut up and paid attention they would have understood a lot more. My husband and I walked out of what was quite a serious movie in uncontrollable giggles because of those two.
Manic Monday
Here's the President's Day Manic Monday:
What do you order when you eat Chinese food?
General Tso's chicken and pork fried rice -- those are my two favorites. I also really like scallion pancakes, but it is hard to get good ones so it usually depends on where I am ordering. Hands down favorite Chinese food restaurant is Sammy's Noodle Shop on 6th Ave. & 11th St. NY, NY. When I am there I often order the chicken lo mein too because their noodles are the best!
How much have you controlled the course your life has taken?
Obviously as a kid I have had no control over the course of my life, but since college I would say that things have pretty much been in my control. I haven't always made the best decisions, but it has all been in my control. I chose my career path(s), I chose to get married, I chose to have a baby. That's not to say there aren't things I would change about my life, but I think I got myself exactly where I am right now.
Whose opinion do you value when deciding how to vote?
Frankly, no one. I prefer to make my own decisions about voting.
What do you order when you eat Chinese food?
General Tso's chicken and pork fried rice -- those are my two favorites. I also really like scallion pancakes, but it is hard to get good ones so it usually depends on where I am ordering. Hands down favorite Chinese food restaurant is Sammy's Noodle Shop on 6th Ave. & 11th St. NY, NY. When I am there I often order the chicken lo mein too because their noodles are the best!
How much have you controlled the course your life has taken?
Obviously as a kid I have had no control over the course of my life, but since college I would say that things have pretty much been in my control. I haven't always made the best decisions, but it has all been in my control. I chose my career path(s), I chose to get married, I chose to have a baby. That's not to say there aren't things I would change about my life, but I think I got myself exactly where I am right now.
Whose opinion do you value when deciding how to vote?
Frankly, no one. I prefer to make my own decisions about voting.
17 February 2008
The Writing Meme
Got this one from Emily.
What’s the last thing you wrote?
Not counting blog posts, emails, and work-related documents -- a letter to Zoe. I keep a journal of letters to her that was started at my baby shower. All my friends and family wrote letters to Zoe before she was born. I try to write 3 or 4 times a year.
Was it any good?
I think so. It might not be high quality writing, but it is honest and loving and I hope it will be something that she will like having when she is an adult.
What’s the first thing you wrote that you still have?
There is so much I don't have. I have a tendency to throw things away so the oldest thing I have is an essay I wrote in graduate school on Dr. Faustus. It is good and I love to look it over now and again and remember that I used to be able to think and write like that.
Write poetry?
Yes. I used to write a lot of it and even had a few poems published in some obscure poetry journals. I don't write poetry much these days because it requires a combination and coordination of inspiration and time that I find difficult to come by these days. I hope to get back to poetry at some point in the future.
Angsty poetry?
But of course. And some humorous.
Favourite genre of writing?
These days it has to be blogging, but overall it is short stories.
Most fun character you’ve ever created?
Zoë. Not my daughter Zoë, but that is how I first fell in love with the name. Way back in the day before blogs circa 1999 I used to write for a now defunct website called Grrl Talk. I had a series of articles called "My Inner Sixteen-Year-Old." In the articles I called my inner sixteen-year-old Zoe and she was the fun, silly, daring side of life. I was really sad when that site became a victim of the dot com bust.
Most annoying character you’ve ever created?
Mark. Fashioned after and ex-boyfriend who was equally annoying in reality.
Best plot you’ve ever created?
I guess it has to be the plot of one of my favorite short stories which is called Taxi Ride. In the story a NYC cab driver gives a young woman a free ride.
Coolest plot twist you’ve ever created?
I'm not so big on twists, but the closest I've come is with the ending of the story mentioned above. It more just not obvious than any kind of real twist.
How often do you get writer’s block?
When I was really writing, it didn't happen often. I could move on to something else. The fact that I don't write much these days has more to do with time and energy and a lack of focusing on myself than it is a block.
Write fan fiction?
Nope. Never even considered it.
Do you save everything you write?
Nope. I wish I did.
Do you ever go back to an idea after you’ve abandoned it?
Yes. That can be great for me -- especially when I was writing poetry. I kept pages and pages of ideas that I would frequently go back to.
What’s your favourite thing you’ve written?
It is a tie between that same short story, Taxi Ride that I mentioned above and the poem I wrote for my brother's wedding.
What’s everyone else’s favourite story that you’ve written?
I would have to let people read more than one to know that.
Do you ever show people your work?
Occasionally and mostly through this blog.
Did you ever write a novel?
Nope. I would like to.
Ever written romance or angsty teen drama?No romance, but definitely some angsty teen drama short stories, poetry and plays.
What’s your favourite setting for your characters?
What’s the last thing you wrote?
Not counting blog posts, emails, and work-related documents -- a letter to Zoe. I keep a journal of letters to her that was started at my baby shower. All my friends and family wrote letters to Zoe before she was born. I try to write 3 or 4 times a year.
Was it any good?
I think so. It might not be high quality writing, but it is honest and loving and I hope it will be something that she will like having when she is an adult.
What’s the first thing you wrote that you still have?
There is so much I don't have. I have a tendency to throw things away so the oldest thing I have is an essay I wrote in graduate school on Dr. Faustus. It is good and I love to look it over now and again and remember that I used to be able to think and write like that.
Write poetry?
Yes. I used to write a lot of it and even had a few poems published in some obscure poetry journals. I don't write poetry much these days because it requires a combination and coordination of inspiration and time that I find difficult to come by these days. I hope to get back to poetry at some point in the future.
Angsty poetry?
But of course. And some humorous.
Favourite genre of writing?
These days it has to be blogging, but overall it is short stories.
Most fun character you’ve ever created?
Zoë. Not my daughter Zoë, but that is how I first fell in love with the name. Way back in the day before blogs circa 1999 I used to write for a now defunct website called Grrl Talk. I had a series of articles called "My Inner Sixteen-Year-Old." In the articles I called my inner sixteen-year-old Zoe and she was the fun, silly, daring side of life. I was really sad when that site became a victim of the dot com bust.
Most annoying character you’ve ever created?
Mark. Fashioned after and ex-boyfriend who was equally annoying in reality.
Best plot you’ve ever created?
I guess it has to be the plot of one of my favorite short stories which is called Taxi Ride. In the story a NYC cab driver gives a young woman a free ride.
Coolest plot twist you’ve ever created?
I'm not so big on twists, but the closest I've come is with the ending of the story mentioned above. It more just not obvious than any kind of real twist.
How often do you get writer’s block?
When I was really writing, it didn't happen often. I could move on to something else. The fact that I don't write much these days has more to do with time and energy and a lack of focusing on myself than it is a block.
Write fan fiction?
Nope. Never even considered it.
Do you save everything you write?
Nope. I wish I did.
Do you ever go back to an idea after you’ve abandoned it?
Yes. That can be great for me -- especially when I was writing poetry. I kept pages and pages of ideas that I would frequently go back to.
What’s your favourite thing you’ve written?
It is a tie between that same short story, Taxi Ride that I mentioned above and the poem I wrote for my brother's wedding.
What’s everyone else’s favourite story that you’ve written?
I would have to let people read more than one to know that.
Do you ever show people your work?
Occasionally and mostly through this blog.
Did you ever write a novel?
Nope. I would like to.
Ever written romance or angsty teen drama?No romance, but definitely some angsty teen drama short stories, poetry and plays.
What’s your favourite setting for your characters?
New York City.
How many writing projects are you working on right now?
Two not including the blog.
Do you want to write for a living?
Sometimes.Have you ever won an award for your writing?
No, but I've never submitted my work for any awards either.
Ever written anything in script or play format?
Yes, I have written a few plays.
What are your five favourite words?
I find that really difficult to answer. I like lots and lots of words, but I don't know that I could narrow things down that much.
Do you ever write based on yourself?
Constantly.
What character have you created that is most like yourself?
A lot of my characters are strong representations of me in a particular time.
Where do you get ideas for your characters?
Do you ever write based on your dreams?
No, I rarely remember my dreams.
Do you favour happy endings, sad endings or cliff-hangers?
I prefer to read happy endings, but often end up writing sad endings.
Have you ever written based on an artwork you’ve seen?
Nope, but that is an interesting idea.
Are you concerned with spelling and grammar as you write?
Yes -- especially spelling.
Ever write anything in chatspeak (how r u?)
Only when on IM.
Entirely in L337?
Definitely not.
Was that question appalling and unwriterly?
No, just not for me.
Does music help you write?
Yes. Music helps me do almost everything -- drive, work, sleep, etc. It helps me to focus by covering over all the other background noises.
Quote something you’ve written. Whatever pops into your head.
"Life often imitates art."
15 February 2008
A Valentine's Story: The Lost Ring
Earlier this week while passing some time before boarding my train home (from NYC) I wandered through some of the shops at Grand Central. I was surprised to find that there is a Pylones there now. I have shopped their Spring Street location and gotten some cute gifts for Zoë. With Valentine's day coming, I decided to pop in and look for a little present for her and I was not disappointed. I found an adorable chunky plastic ring that was blue with little red hearts -- definitely right up her alley.
On Valentine's Day morning when she was all ready for school and we were just about to go to the bus stop I gave her the ring and, as predicted, she loved it. She hugged me and thanked me like I had given her a diamond and immediately put it on. "Mommy it is so beautiful!"
Then we got our coats, hats, and gloves on and headed out. When her good friend Hannah arrived at the bus stop she wanted to show off her ring so she yanked off her glove and with the glove the adorable chunky plastic ring that was blue with little red hearts went flying off her finger and promptly down into the storm drain. There was a moment of silence as everyone at the bus stop realized what had happened and then Zoë immediately broke down into sobs. She wrapped herself around me and shook with crying.
"I'll get you a new one," I promised in an effort to make her feel better despite the fact that I had no idea how I would go about getting back to New York and back to the Pylones store.
"But Mommy," she weeped. "I loved it so much."
"I know honey. I promise I will get you a new one. It is OK, really." I held her as she cried until the bus pulled up to the corner. Then I wiped her tears with my coat sleeve and she ran to board the bus.
"Oh man, that is rough. What are you going to do? The lunch time scramble?" asked one of the parents. I really didn't know because there was no way I could get to Grand Central. On my way into work I figured that I would go shopping at lunch time in hopes of finding a suitable substitute gift. I had the good fortune of being out to lunch with Becky who, after enduring yet another long Zoë story, brilliantly recalled seeing similar rings at our local Papyrus. The rings were there! Although they didn't have the same design they had some nice ones so I picked out a red and pink design and felt that I had done my best at making it all better.
Later on that afternoon I recounted the saga to my husband who just happened to be home early. About ten minutes later he called me back asking me which storm drain exactly because he was outside with one of the pool nets and was going to try and find the ring. He spent an hour digging sludge out of the storm drain looking for this ring. Sadly, he never found it although he did report finding a lot of plastic forks. I'm not sure why plastic forks are attracted to storm drains, but apparently they are. Personally, I wouldn't touch the stuff in a storm drain -- even with the ten foot pole he was using, but I give the man real "props" for this one.
When I got home from work I gave Zoë the substitute red and pink design ring and she hugged me fiercely and said, "Oh Mommy, this one is even prettier!"
Is that a Valentine from my family, or what?
On Valentine's Day morning when she was all ready for school and we were just about to go to the bus stop I gave her the ring and, as predicted, she loved it. She hugged me and thanked me like I had given her a diamond and immediately put it on. "Mommy it is so beautiful!"
Then we got our coats, hats, and gloves on and headed out. When her good friend Hannah arrived at the bus stop she wanted to show off her ring so she yanked off her glove and with the glove the adorable chunky plastic ring that was blue with little red hearts went flying off her finger and promptly down into the storm drain. There was a moment of silence as everyone at the bus stop realized what had happened and then Zoë immediately broke down into sobs. She wrapped herself around me and shook with crying.
"I'll get you a new one," I promised in an effort to make her feel better despite the fact that I had no idea how I would go about getting back to New York and back to the Pylones store.
"But Mommy," she weeped. "I loved it so much."
"I know honey. I promise I will get you a new one. It is OK, really." I held her as she cried until the bus pulled up to the corner. Then I wiped her tears with my coat sleeve and she ran to board the bus.
"Oh man, that is rough. What are you going to do? The lunch time scramble?" asked one of the parents. I really didn't know because there was no way I could get to Grand Central. On my way into work I figured that I would go shopping at lunch time in hopes of finding a suitable substitute gift. I had the good fortune of being out to lunch with Becky who, after enduring yet another long Zoë story, brilliantly recalled seeing similar rings at our local Papyrus. The rings were there! Although they didn't have the same design they had some nice ones so I picked out a red and pink design and felt that I had done my best at making it all better.
Later on that afternoon I recounted the saga to my husband who just happened to be home early. About ten minutes later he called me back asking me which storm drain exactly because he was outside with one of the pool nets and was going to try and find the ring. He spent an hour digging sludge out of the storm drain looking for this ring. Sadly, he never found it although he did report finding a lot of plastic forks. I'm not sure why plastic forks are attracted to storm drains, but apparently they are. Personally, I wouldn't touch the stuff in a storm drain -- even with the ten foot pole he was using, but I give the man real "props" for this one.
When I got home from work I gave Zoë the substitute red and pink design ring and she hugged me fiercely and said, "Oh Mommy, this one is even prettier!"
Is that a Valentine from my family, or what?
12 February 2008
Frozen Grand Central
Having just spent 2 days commuting in and out of NYC, I think it is interesting that my good friend Heather emailed me this today. I really wish I could have seen this in person, but the video is pretty great. Check it out...
Complete story here.
Complete story here.
08 February 2008
February
I am sure it comes as no surprise when I say that I really enjoy shopping. I find it fun and relaxing and satisfying. I am often just browsing, but it is fun to look and think about what I want and to even occasionally catch something terrific on sale.
My 3 favorite things to shop for are shoes, bags, and clothes for Zoë. Make-up is a close 4th. None of these things are fun to shop for in February. The stores are filled with all kinds of light and bright spring clothes -- or worse "cruise-wear." Unfortunately neither spring nor a cruise is really on the horizon right now -- especially the latter as spring will, I trust, come eventually. It is just awful to buy any kind of open-toed, strappy, sanadaly type shoe or an adorable outfit for Zoë now when even the warmest possible day would not call for such a thing. Who wants to look at a brand new pair of shoes and know that you can't even wear them for months? No thanks. As it is I have to fight to get Zoë to dress warmly enough -- what kind of message does it send if I bring home summer clothes now? February is a ruiner of shopping!
It is just one of the many reasons why I loathe the month of February. Therefore I feel it is time I continue my February tradition by posting the following passage:
They say that February is the shortest month, but you know they could be wrong.
Compared, calendar page against calendar page, it looks to be the shortest, all right. Spread between January and March like lard on bread, it fails to reach the crust on either slice. In its galoshes it's a full head shorter than December, although in leap years, when it has growth spurts, it comes up to April's nose.
However more abbreviated than it's cousins it may look, February feels longer than any of them. It is the meanest moon of winter, all the more cruel because it will masquerade as spring, occasionally for hours at a time, only to rip off it's mask with a sadistic laugh and spit icicles into every gullible face, behavior that grows quickly old.
February is pitiless, and it's boring. That parade of red numerals on its page adds up to zero: birthdays of politicians, a holiday reserved for rodents, what kind of celebrations are those? The only bubble in the flat champagne of February is Valentine's Day. It was no accident that our ancestors pinned Valentine's day on February's shirt: he or she lucky enough to have a lover in frigid, antsy February has cause for celebration, indeed.
Except to the extent that it "tints the buds and swells the leaves within" February is as useless as the extra r in it's name. It behaves like an obstacle, a wedge of slush and mud and ennui holding both progress and contentment at bay.
If February is the color of lard on rye, its aroma is that of wet wool trousers. As for sound, it is an abstract melody played on a squeaky violin, the petty whine of a shrew with cabin fever. O February, you may be little but you're small! Where you twice your tiresome length, few of us would survive to greet the merry month of May.
from Jitterbug Perfume by Tom Robbins
My 3 favorite things to shop for are shoes, bags, and clothes for Zoë. Make-up is a close 4th. None of these things are fun to shop for in February. The stores are filled with all kinds of light and bright spring clothes -- or worse "cruise-wear." Unfortunately neither spring nor a cruise is really on the horizon right now -- especially the latter as spring will, I trust, come eventually. It is just awful to buy any kind of open-toed, strappy, sanadaly type shoe or an adorable outfit for Zoë now when even the warmest possible day would not call for such a thing. Who wants to look at a brand new pair of shoes and know that you can't even wear them for months? No thanks. As it is I have to fight to get Zoë to dress warmly enough -- what kind of message does it send if I bring home summer clothes now? February is a ruiner of shopping!
It is just one of the many reasons why I loathe the month of February. Therefore I feel it is time I continue my February tradition by posting the following passage:
They say that February is the shortest month, but you know they could be wrong.
Compared, calendar page against calendar page, it looks to be the shortest, all right. Spread between January and March like lard on bread, it fails to reach the crust on either slice. In its galoshes it's a full head shorter than December, although in leap years, when it has growth spurts, it comes up to April's nose.
However more abbreviated than it's cousins it may look, February feels longer than any of them. It is the meanest moon of winter, all the more cruel because it will masquerade as spring, occasionally for hours at a time, only to rip off it's mask with a sadistic laugh and spit icicles into every gullible face, behavior that grows quickly old.
February is pitiless, and it's boring. That parade of red numerals on its page adds up to zero: birthdays of politicians, a holiday reserved for rodents, what kind of celebrations are those? The only bubble in the flat champagne of February is Valentine's Day. It was no accident that our ancestors pinned Valentine's day on February's shirt: he or she lucky enough to have a lover in frigid, antsy February has cause for celebration, indeed.
Except to the extent that it "tints the buds and swells the leaves within" February is as useless as the extra r in it's name. It behaves like an obstacle, a wedge of slush and mud and ennui holding both progress and contentment at bay.
If February is the color of lard on rye, its aroma is that of wet wool trousers. As for sound, it is an abstract melody played on a squeaky violin, the petty whine of a shrew with cabin fever. O February, you may be little but you're small! Where you twice your tiresome length, few of us would survive to greet the merry month of May.
from Jitterbug Perfume by Tom Robbins
05 February 2008
Sleeping
Since she started sleeping in the crib, every night after I brush my teeth and right before I get into bed, I check on Zoe. I love to see her asleep. She is so beautiful and peaceful and I regularly stand there feeling a strange combination of awe and relief. I am in awe of her beauty and her energy that is still so evident even when she is at rest and I am relieved that she is safe and sound for another night.
Over the years I have taken many, many photographs of her sleeping. Here are a few of my favorites.
04 February 2008
Cheaters Never Win
As just about everyone knows, last night the Super Bowl was played. It was probably the most exciting football game I ever watched and since I was rooting for the Giants it was especially great. (And I just have to mention that it was incredible on my new TV -- that HD is amazing.) Somewhere in the 4th Quarter when it looked bleak for the Giants my mother issued a challenge -- who can come up with the most trite wrap-up? You win some, you lose some. They played a good game. Etc.
Obviously, things turned around for the Giants and as we were all jumping up and down and high-fiving each other my brother said, "How about this for trite -- cheaters never win!" You see my family are die-hard Jets fans and we have not forgotten a little scandal that took place some months ago where the Patriots perpetrated a wrong-doing on our men in green. They were caught illegally filming the signals of New York Jets coaches in the season opener. That's a no-no. At the time they were fined -- both the team and the coach and they lost their first round draft pick. Now you can add one more thing to that list that they lost! Karma has a way of coming around eventually.
Speaking of the Super Bowl for me, the stand-out over the top commercial was this one:
Hilarious!
Obviously, things turned around for the Giants and as we were all jumping up and down and high-fiving each other my brother said, "How about this for trite -- cheaters never win!" You see my family are die-hard Jets fans and we have not forgotten a little scandal that took place some months ago where the Patriots perpetrated a wrong-doing on our men in green. They were caught illegally filming the signals of New York Jets coaches in the season opener. That's a no-no. At the time they were fined -- both the team and the coach and they lost their first round draft pick. Now you can add one more thing to that list that they lost! Karma has a way of coming around eventually.
Speaking of the Super Bowl for me, the stand-out over the top commercial was this one:
Hilarious!
Manic Monday
M.M. for Feb. 4
Is there anything too serious to joke about? If so, what falls into that category for you?
To me there is nothing too serious to joke about. The harder, more serious the situation the more I tend to deal with it with humor. It is my defense mechanism and it is my comfort when things get rough. That being said, I do recognize that not everyone feels the same as me and try to be sensitive.
Would you rather be a tortured genius or a happy simple-minded person? Why?
Tortured genius because I'd always rather know and do and create and over-think than sit back and accept.
A dear friend or family member has a terminal illness and is in agony. He/she wants you to help him/her die. What would you do?
I would help. It would not be easy for me, but I would do it. I think people have a right to their dignity even when they are dying.
Is there anything too serious to joke about? If so, what falls into that category for you?
To me there is nothing too serious to joke about. The harder, more serious the situation the more I tend to deal with it with humor. It is my defense mechanism and it is my comfort when things get rough. That being said, I do recognize that not everyone feels the same as me and try to be sensitive.
Would you rather be a tortured genius or a happy simple-minded person? Why?
Tortured genius because I'd always rather know and do and create and over-think than sit back and accept.
A dear friend or family member has a terminal illness and is in agony. He/she wants you to help him/her die. What would you do?
I would help. It would not be easy for me, but I would do it. I think people have a right to their dignity even when they are dying.
31 January 2008
2008: The Year of More
I've finally decided on my New Year's resolutions. 2008 is the year of more for me. I want to be doing more of the things that are important to me so in no particular order...
- Read more -- I've joined the LibraryThing 50 Book Challenge Group. 50 books would be a stretch for me, but I'm going to try to come as close as I can. I've never tracked how many books I've read in a particular year so it will be interesting in any case.
- Take more photos -- This year I want to plan some photo-taking excursions so I can focus on taking better pictures and try different things. I have an awesome camera, but I am only using about 15% of its functionality.
- Run more -- I trained for and ran a 5K in October and that has inspired me to keep running. My goal for last year was simply to be able to run the 5k -- this year I want to do it faster, better, stronger.
- Blog more (reading, writing, commenting) -- I want to up my total number of posts, up the quality of the posts and up the reading of other blogs and commenting that I do.
- Hire babysitters more -- How else am I going to do all this stuff? Actually, I just need a little more help so that when Zoe and I are together, I am not a complete grouch -- especially in the summer when my husband will be married to work. I've proven I can do it all myself, but I don't really want to.
You Make My Day!
Chris at The Reading Nook made my day by giving me a “You Make My Day” Award! Bloggers who receive the award are then supposed to name other blogs that make their day. Here are my awards...
I must start with a reciprocal award for Chris at the Reading Nook. Her blog is relatively new, but she's clearly a natural and I look forward to much more good stuff coming from the Nook.
Musings from the Sofa for her insightful, well-written, and truly unique posts. She definitely motivates the reader and the writer in me. On top of that, reading her blog has been a great way to get to know her that much better.
traciedesigns* for her love of design, obsession with fonts, and eye for the "what's up with that?" Anyone I can have a 2 hour lunch with that felt like 15 minutes is definitely someone who makes my day!
mental_floss for the daily fix of nerd-ness. They touch on a little bit of everything that nerds like me just love. Special shout-out to my favorite mental_floss blogger, David, because his posts are always my favorites.
Manic Monday for the weekly meme fix of really good questions. I look forward to that every week.
Karen's Comments who I am awarding in hopes that it will motivate her to start posting about this year's American Idol ASAP. I could use a few of her comments on Project Runway too.
Telecommuter Talk for her passion for books, love of memes, and other thoughtful commentary. She's the coolest "pastor's wife" I ever met. (I have met a few others.)
Thanks to all of you for making my day regularly. You are all essential parts of the blogging world for me.
I must start with a reciprocal award for Chris at the Reading Nook. Her blog is relatively new, but she's clearly a natural and I look forward to much more good stuff coming from the Nook.
Musings from the Sofa for her insightful, well-written, and truly unique posts. She definitely motivates the reader and the writer in me. On top of that, reading her blog has been a great way to get to know her that much better.
traciedesigns* for her love of design, obsession with fonts, and eye for the "what's up with that?" Anyone I can have a 2 hour lunch with that felt like 15 minutes is definitely someone who makes my day!
mental_floss for the daily fix of nerd-ness. They touch on a little bit of everything that nerds like me just love. Special shout-out to my favorite mental_floss blogger, David, because his posts are always my favorites.
Manic Monday for the weekly meme fix of really good questions. I look forward to that every week.
Karen's Comments who I am awarding in hopes that it will motivate her to start posting about this year's American Idol ASAP. I could use a few of her comments on Project Runway too.
Telecommuter Talk for her passion for books, love of memes, and other thoughtful commentary. She's the coolest "pastor's wife" I ever met. (I have met a few others.)
Thanks to all of you for making my day regularly. You are all essential parts of the blogging world for me.
Worrying
Last night I went out to dinner with some friends. It was a really nice evening -- good conversation, good food, good complaining about husbands snoring, good prosecco, but for the first part of dinner something kept niggling at me. Worry.
I didn't go home after work, but instead went out for a pre-dinner manicure. (An excellent way to start an evening!) I emailed Rob right before I left work and I was hoping to hear from him to confirm that he had picked up Zoë and everything was OK. He never emailed me back. (We both take our Crackberries everywhere and communicate largely via email rather than actually talking on the phone.) I kept checking my phone, but no message to reassure me that all was well. I started to get concerned. At 7:23 PM when I checked for any messages for the 10th time, I realized that at that point, if something had been wrong -- if Rob didn't get Zoë for some reason, if she was sick, if who knows... -- barring immense disaster I would have heard about it by now from someone.
And then I got annoyed. Rob works late 9 nights out of 10 and almost never checks to see if Zoë and I made it home safely because he doesn't worry about it. He already knows he would hear if something was wrong. As much as I hate to admit it, he's got the right idea in this one. I'm sure I can't be alone in the worrying, but I could surely save myself some angst if I could adopt a little more of his attitude.
And yes, I know I could have just called, but I didn't -- probably because I didn't want Rob to think I was checking up on him or something. I don't know really, but it made sense at the time. Once I had my realization I was able to relax and enjoy the rest of the evening without most of the worry I had built up and when I got home everything was just fine -- Zoë was well into dreamland and my husband was snoring away.
I didn't go home after work, but instead went out for a pre-dinner manicure. (An excellent way to start an evening!) I emailed Rob right before I left work and I was hoping to hear from him to confirm that he had picked up Zoë and everything was OK. He never emailed me back. (We both take our Crackberries everywhere and communicate largely via email rather than actually talking on the phone.) I kept checking my phone, but no message to reassure me that all was well. I started to get concerned. At 7:23 PM when I checked for any messages for the 10th time, I realized that at that point, if something had been wrong -- if Rob didn't get Zoë for some reason, if she was sick, if who knows... -- barring immense disaster I would have heard about it by now from someone.
And then I got annoyed. Rob works late 9 nights out of 10 and almost never checks to see if Zoë and I made it home safely because he doesn't worry about it. He already knows he would hear if something was wrong. As much as I hate to admit it, he's got the right idea in this one. I'm sure I can't be alone in the worrying, but I could surely save myself some angst if I could adopt a little more of his attitude.
And yes, I know I could have just called, but I didn't -- probably because I didn't want Rob to think I was checking up on him or something. I don't know really, but it made sense at the time. Once I had my realization I was able to relax and enjoy the rest of the evening without most of the worry I had built up and when I got home everything was just fine -- Zoë was well into dreamland and my husband was snoring away.
29 January 2008
Reading Meme
Tagged again by Musings from the Sofa for Eva's Reading Meme.
Which book do you irrationally cringe away from reading, despite seeing only positive reviews?
Anything on Oprah's book club that I've never read. That is a complete turn off for me. I don't even mind Oprah, but there is something about that book club. I am so glad I read Middlesex before it made her list!
If you could bring three characters to life for a social event (afternoon tea, a night of clubbing, perhaps a world cruise), who would they be and what would the event be?
Elizabeth Bennet, Scarlett O'Hara, and Jessica Wakefield (the bad twin from Sweet Valley High) for a girls' night out. I would expect a lot of drinking, using and abusing men, maybe some stolen cars and other kinds of trouble-making. I would be depending on Elizabeth to help me reign in Scarlett and Jessica when they get too crazy.
(Borrowing shamelessly from the Thursday Next series by Jasper Fforde): you are told you can’t die until you read the most boring novel on the planet. While this immortality is great for awhile, eventually you realise it’s past time to die. Which book would you expect to get you a nice grave?
Moby Dick. I am sure I would live a long, long time. I know it is beautiful writing, but I just don't care.
Come on, we’ve all been there. Which book have you pretended, or at least hinted, that you’ve read, when in fact you’ve been nowhere near it?
Crime and Punishment. Never cracked it, even when I was supposed to for my high school "Great Books" class.
As an addition to the last question, has there been a book that you really thought you had read, only to realise when you read a review about it/go to ‘reread’ it that you haven’t? Which book?
To the best of my recollection, that has never happened to me.
You’re interviewing for the post of Official Book Advisor to some VIP (who’s not a big reader). What’s the first book you’d recommend and why? (If you feel like you’d have to know the person, go ahead and personalise the VIP)
Pride and Prejudice. Everyone should read it at least once and it is as good a place to start as any. If the given VIP hates it then I know I've got trouble and if VIP loves it then my job would be a lot easier.
A good fairy comes and grants you one wish: you will have perfect reading comprehension in the foreign language of your choice. Which language do you go with?
French. I'd start with Moliere. I would also revel in opportunities to drop the fact of my ability into conversation.
A mischievious fairy comes and says that you must choose one book that you will reread once a year for the rest of your life (you can read other books as well). Which book would you pick?
Too easy -- Pride and Prejudice. I already do reread it once a year and I can easily foresee keeping up the tradition.
I know that the book blogging community, and its various challenges, have pushed my reading borders. What’s one bookish thing you ‘discovered’ from book blogging (maybe a new genre, or author, or new appreciation for cover art-anything)?
I have gotten a lot from the book blogging community, but the best thing has to be the inspiration to read more -- much more. As a kid and really until I had a kid of my own, I was a big reader. I read constantly. When Zoë was born my reading really dropped off and it feels really good to be getting back to reading voraciously.
That good fairy is back for one final visit. Now, she’s granting you your dream library! Describe it. Is everything leatherbound? Is it full of first edition hardcovers? Pristine trade paperbacks? Perhaps a few favourite authors have inscribed their works? Go ahead-let your imagination run free.
My dream library has a couple of walls of floor to ceiling built-in bookshelves and some double shelves too (the kind that slide along in front.) There would be a lot of natural light, a chair and a half plus ottoman as comfortable as the one in Zoë's room, a large desk with enough space for my laptop and my drawing paper. There would have to be plenty of drawers in the desk for storing stationery and art supplies. Above desk would be some excellent modern art. The books would be mostly paperback shelved alphabetically by type (novels, short stories, plays, etc.). One more important element is a door that closes.
Now I am supposed to tag 4 people, but everyone I know who would do this meme already has.
Which book do you irrationally cringe away from reading, despite seeing only positive reviews?
Anything on Oprah's book club that I've never read. That is a complete turn off for me. I don't even mind Oprah, but there is something about that book club. I am so glad I read Middlesex before it made her list!
If you could bring three characters to life for a social event (afternoon tea, a night of clubbing, perhaps a world cruise), who would they be and what would the event be?
Elizabeth Bennet, Scarlett O'Hara, and Jessica Wakefield (the bad twin from Sweet Valley High) for a girls' night out. I would expect a lot of drinking, using and abusing men, maybe some stolen cars and other kinds of trouble-making. I would be depending on Elizabeth to help me reign in Scarlett and Jessica when they get too crazy.
(Borrowing shamelessly from the Thursday Next series by Jasper Fforde): you are told you can’t die until you read the most boring novel on the planet. While this immortality is great for awhile, eventually you realise it’s past time to die. Which book would you expect to get you a nice grave?
Moby Dick. I am sure I would live a long, long time. I know it is beautiful writing, but I just don't care.
Come on, we’ve all been there. Which book have you pretended, or at least hinted, that you’ve read, when in fact you’ve been nowhere near it?
Crime and Punishment. Never cracked it, even when I was supposed to for my high school "Great Books" class.
As an addition to the last question, has there been a book that you really thought you had read, only to realise when you read a review about it/go to ‘reread’ it that you haven’t? Which book?
To the best of my recollection, that has never happened to me.
You’re interviewing for the post of Official Book Advisor to some VIP (who’s not a big reader). What’s the first book you’d recommend and why? (If you feel like you’d have to know the person, go ahead and personalise the VIP)
Pride and Prejudice. Everyone should read it at least once and it is as good a place to start as any. If the given VIP hates it then I know I've got trouble and if VIP loves it then my job would be a lot easier.
A good fairy comes and grants you one wish: you will have perfect reading comprehension in the foreign language of your choice. Which language do you go with?
French. I'd start with Moliere. I would also revel in opportunities to drop the fact of my ability into conversation.
A mischievious fairy comes and says that you must choose one book that you will reread once a year for the rest of your life (you can read other books as well). Which book would you pick?
Too easy -- Pride and Prejudice. I already do reread it once a year and I can easily foresee keeping up the tradition.
I know that the book blogging community, and its various challenges, have pushed my reading borders. What’s one bookish thing you ‘discovered’ from book blogging (maybe a new genre, or author, or new appreciation for cover art-anything)?
I have gotten a lot from the book blogging community, but the best thing has to be the inspiration to read more -- much more. As a kid and really until I had a kid of my own, I was a big reader. I read constantly. When Zoë was born my reading really dropped off and it feels really good to be getting back to reading voraciously.
That good fairy is back for one final visit. Now, she’s granting you your dream library! Describe it. Is everything leatherbound? Is it full of first edition hardcovers? Pristine trade paperbacks? Perhaps a few favourite authors have inscribed their works? Go ahead-let your imagination run free.
My dream library has a couple of walls of floor to ceiling built-in bookshelves and some double shelves too (the kind that slide along in front.) There would be a lot of natural light, a chair and a half plus ottoman as comfortable as the one in Zoë's room, a large desk with enough space for my laptop and my drawing paper. There would have to be plenty of drawers in the desk for storing stationery and art supplies. Above desk would be some excellent modern art. The books would be mostly paperback shelved alphabetically by type (novels, short stories, plays, etc.). One more important element is a door that closes.
Now I am supposed to tag 4 people, but everyone I know who would do this meme already has.
28 January 2008
Manic Monday
Just another Manic Monday...
If you could have a servant come to your house every day for one hour, what would you have them do?
Cook a really good dinner. I would like it to be served and then the servant can leave as we start eating. I hate cooking and none of the members of my household have time for it anyway -- with the exception of Zoë. Unfortunately, her culinary skills are not exactly up to par and she is not yet allowed to use knives.
Has your life ever been changed by an apparently random occurrence?
Yes. Who's hasn't? I can think of two occasions alone where random conversations have led me to new jobs.
You're having dinner with several friends and acquaintances. They all criticize a close friend of yours (not knowing he/she is a friend). The criticism is unjustified. What would you do?
Almost all the answers I've read have said that they would stand up in defense of the friend and I can't help feeling that is definitely what we all hope we would do, but not necessarily what would happen in reality. I am not criticizing anyone because I agree that is the right response. I know I hope that for myself, but it is a little difficult to say until you are in the situation. What if these acquaintances are influential in some way that is important to your job? What if the unjustified criticism is relatively harmless? I think the specific circumstances would be important in this "what if."
If you could have a servant come to your house every day for one hour, what would you have them do?
Cook a really good dinner. I would like it to be served and then the servant can leave as we start eating. I hate cooking and none of the members of my household have time for it anyway -- with the exception of Zoë. Unfortunately, her culinary skills are not exactly up to par and she is not yet allowed to use knives.
Has your life ever been changed by an apparently random occurrence?
Yes. Who's hasn't? I can think of two occasions alone where random conversations have led me to new jobs.
You're having dinner with several friends and acquaintances. They all criticize a close friend of yours (not knowing he/she is a friend). The criticism is unjustified. What would you do?
Almost all the answers I've read have said that they would stand up in defense of the friend and I can't help feeling that is definitely what we all hope we would do, but not necessarily what would happen in reality. I am not criticizing anyone because I agree that is the right response. I know I hope that for myself, but it is a little difficult to say until you are in the situation. What if these acquaintances are influential in some way that is important to your job? What if the unjustified criticism is relatively harmless? I think the specific circumstances would be important in this "what if."
27 January 2008
Firefly Lane by Kristin Hannah
Confidence buoyed by some supportive friends, I am making an attempt at writing better (and more) book reviews. I thought it fitting that I should start with the first book I've gotten as an Early Reviewer through Library Thing.
Firefly Lane by Kristin Hannah
I have to say I enjoyed this book despite myself. I couldn't put it down even though it read just like a Lifetime made for TV movie.
The story itself is one that has been told many, many times and I guess that is what makes this book good and bad. It is a classic kind of story, but very little new life has been brought to it. It is the story of best friends and the progression of their friendship as they grow, mature, go their own ways in the world and as they fall apart. You do come to know the characters quite well and the story is not always predictable. The male characters are unsurprisingly one-dimensional and all the women are strong and talented in their own way. And at the end, I found myself welling up with tears as my heartstrings were tugged.
Overall, I would say this is a perfect vacation read. It sucks you in, but doesn't make you think too hard.
Firefly Lane by Kristin Hannah
I have to say I enjoyed this book despite myself. I couldn't put it down even though it read just like a Lifetime made for TV movie.
The story itself is one that has been told many, many times and I guess that is what makes this book good and bad. It is a classic kind of story, but very little new life has been brought to it. It is the story of best friends and the progression of their friendship as they grow, mature, go their own ways in the world and as they fall apart. You do come to know the characters quite well and the story is not always predictable. The male characters are unsurprisingly one-dimensional and all the women are strong and talented in their own way. And at the end, I found myself welling up with tears as my heartstrings were tugged.
Overall, I would say this is a perfect vacation read. It sucks you in, but doesn't make you think too hard.
24 January 2008
Book reviews
I love to read. I read mostly fiction, but I am open to non-fiction occasionally. I love books, I love book stores, I love book-related accessories like journals and bookmarks. I love talking about books with friends, with book club, with anyone.
So, it perplexes me that I find myself largely unable to write more than a 2 to 4 sentences about a book -- even one that I've really enjoyed. I rarely have posted book reviews here or on LibraryThing or amazon or anywhere else I go to obsess about books. I really enjoy reading reviews -- especially when they are written by people I know. People like Becky on the sofa, Chris in the Nook, and Emily the Telecommuter all impress me with their abilities in book reviews. I find my own paltry sentences to be stilted and kind of pointless. Maybe it has been too long since I had to do any real critical thinking/writing and I have lost that part of my mind? I don't know.
I would like to be able to write some more thoughtful and interesting reviews so I am going to add that to my as yet unpublished list of New Year's resolutions. (I think you have the whole month of January to finalize your list of resolutions so I am not publishing my list until 1/31.)
So, it perplexes me that I find myself largely unable to write more than a 2 to 4 sentences about a book -- even one that I've really enjoyed. I rarely have posted book reviews here or on LibraryThing or amazon or anywhere else I go to obsess about books. I really enjoy reading reviews -- especially when they are written by people I know. People like Becky on the sofa, Chris in the Nook, and Emily the Telecommuter all impress me with their abilities in book reviews. I find my own paltry sentences to be stilted and kind of pointless. Maybe it has been too long since I had to do any real critical thinking/writing and I have lost that part of my mind? I don't know.
I would like to be able to write some more thoughtful and interesting reviews so I am going to add that to my as yet unpublished list of New Year's resolutions. (I think you have the whole month of January to finalize your list of resolutions so I am not publishing my list until 1/31.)
22 January 2008
You spin me right round, baby
I took a series of photos like this one on Christmas day and I forgot they were on the camera until tonight.
Check out the whole slide show -- I think it is kind of fun.
If men...
There is a great post by Erica Jong on Huffington Post today called: "If Men Could Get Pregnant, Abortion Would be a Sacrament."
It is a good, short opinion piece about abortion rights. Maybe not something everyone agrees with, but it does echo how I feel.
That title is actually a quote from Florynce Kennedy and it kind of reminded me of my sentiment from a few posts back that if men menstruated tampons would be free. Another quote that I love also from Florynce Kennedy is:
It is a good, short opinion piece about abortion rights. Maybe not something everyone agrees with, but it does echo how I feel.
That title is actually a quote from Florynce Kennedy and it kind of reminded me of my sentiment from a few posts back that if men menstruated tampons would be free. Another quote that I love also from Florynce Kennedy is:
"There are very few jobs that actually require a penis or vagina. All other jobs should be open to everybody."
Manic Monday
Today's questions are:
If you had to be named after one of the 50 states, which would it be?
I'd go for Georgia. For some unknown reason, I've always like that name. I like the way it is spelled, I like the images of peach trees and plantations it evokes and I even named my last car Georgia. I also like the idea that the nickname for Georgia sounds like a boy's name -- George.
Where do you go for advice?
That really depends on what kind of advice I need. For the most part I either go to my friends, my mother or to Google.
What is the sickest you've ever been?
When I was 3 or 4 I had a terrible bout with pneumonia. I was sick for weeks. In my memory it feels like I was sick for a year. On top of that, part of the "cure" for this was going to the doctor for gamma globulin shots which were quite painful. I lived in fear of those shots and put on quite a screaming show every single time I had to go get one. I know it was a nightmare for my mother -- the shots and the whole thing.
If you had to be named after one of the 50 states, which would it be?
I'd go for Georgia. For some unknown reason, I've always like that name. I like the way it is spelled, I like the images of peach trees and plantations it evokes and I even named my last car Georgia. I also like the idea that the nickname for Georgia sounds like a boy's name -- George.
Where do you go for advice?
That really depends on what kind of advice I need. For the most part I either go to my friends, my mother or to Google.
What is the sickest you've ever been?
When I was 3 or 4 I had a terrible bout with pneumonia. I was sick for weeks. In my memory it feels like I was sick for a year. On top of that, part of the "cure" for this was going to the doctor for gamma globulin shots which were quite painful. I lived in fear of those shots and put on quite a screaming show every single time I had to go get one. I know it was a nightmare for my mother -- the shots and the whole thing.
21 January 2008
Late night observation
It never ceases to amaze me how a kid can be so great and so awful all in a matter of hours. There is no in between. A lot of days I would settle for something in between.
I don't remember it well, but I am sure there are parts of being 5 that aren't easy, but sometimes it just seems like Zoë makes it harder than it has to be.
I don't remember it well, but I am sure there are parts of being 5 that aren't easy, but sometimes it just seems like Zoë makes it harder than it has to be.
17 January 2008
Feeling Loved
On Tuesday I celebrated my 37th birthday -- or as I prefer to think about it, the 10th anniversary of my 27th birthday. 37 sounds awfully close to 40...but that's not what I wanted to write about.
I had a really great birthday this year that included wishes from near and far, some truly thoughtful prezzies, flowers delivered to my office and some cake. I felt well loved and truly lucky to have such great people remember me -- including my friend Heather who called from the hospital just hours from giving birth to her second son (Congratulations Heather and the D's!).
Among all this great love and stuff, one thing really stood out for me and that was something pretty simple -- it was the card I got from my Mom. It is a beautiful card and in it she wrote that she has loved me since I first moved in her. It feels so good to hear that I've been loved my entire life. And even after 37 years, it still feels so good to have my Mom tell me she thinks I'm great.
Mom, thank you for that wonderful gift.
I want to remember this feeling and be sure to pass the same kind of love along to Zoë as she grows.
I had a really great birthday this year that included wishes from near and far, some truly thoughtful prezzies, flowers delivered to my office and some cake. I felt well loved and truly lucky to have such great people remember me -- including my friend Heather who called from the hospital just hours from giving birth to her second son (Congratulations Heather and the D's!).
Among all this great love and stuff, one thing really stood out for me and that was something pretty simple -- it was the card I got from my Mom. It is a beautiful card and in it she wrote that she has loved me since I first moved in her. It feels so good to hear that I've been loved my entire life. And even after 37 years, it still feels so good to have my Mom tell me she thinks I'm great.
Mom, thank you for that wonderful gift.
I want to remember this feeling and be sure to pass the same kind of love along to Zoë as she grows.
14 January 2008
Manic Monday
This week's questions:
Which sex do you think has it easier in our culture? Have you ever wished you were the opposite sex?
Men. Absolutely no question about it. Gender is never, ever remarkable when a man accomplishes something, but a a woman is always noted. I could write a lot about this issue -- especially since I work in Corporate America where the glass ceiling is alive and well, but I will refrain and just leave off by saying that if men menstruated, tampons would be free.
What books from your childhood would you like to share with your children?
There are many, but just to start off with I cannot wait for Zoe to be old enough for the following books: The Ralph Mouse books, The Little House on the Prairie series, Bridge to Terabithia, Island of the Blue Dolphins, and last but certainly not least, all the Judy Blume books.
What is one talent or skill you don't possess but always wanted?
To sing. I love to sing, but my voice is not so great. I was in chorus all through middle and high school so it is not as bad as it could be, but no one ever asked me to sing solo -- rightfully so. I would love to be able to really, truly sing. Then I could maybe fulfill my secret fantasy of being a rock star. Instead, I will settle for singing in the car -- my personal stage.
Which sex do you think has it easier in our culture? Have you ever wished you were the opposite sex?
Men. Absolutely no question about it. Gender is never, ever remarkable when a man accomplishes something, but a a woman is always noted. I could write a lot about this issue -- especially since I work in Corporate America where the glass ceiling is alive and well, but I will refrain and just leave off by saying that if men menstruated, tampons would be free.
What books from your childhood would you like to share with your children?
There are many, but just to start off with I cannot wait for Zoe to be old enough for the following books: The Ralph Mouse books, The Little House on the Prairie series, Bridge to Terabithia, Island of the Blue Dolphins, and last but certainly not least, all the Judy Blume books.
What is one talent or skill you don't possess but always wanted?
To sing. I love to sing, but my voice is not so great. I was in chorus all through middle and high school so it is not as bad as it could be, but no one ever asked me to sing solo -- rightfully so. I would love to be able to really, truly sing. Then I could maybe fulfill my secret fantasy of being a rock star. Instead, I will settle for singing in the car -- my personal stage.
09 January 2008
Overly angry
Last night I was, in retrospect, overly angry with Zoë. Almost as it was happening I knew I was blowing things out of proportion and yet I couldn't really help myself. It had been a crappy day and she had, in fact, done something to warrant getting in trouble. Even so, I think I over-reacted.
The problem then becomes how do you express to your 5 year old that you realize you over-reacted without completely undermining your own authority? On the one hand, I don't want Zoë to think she can get away with what she had done, but on the other, I don't want her to think I am completely unreasonable or to be afraid of me. (Well, maybe just not too afraid -- a little afraid is good.)
Sigh. This parenting thing is so hard sometimes!
This morning I woke up thinking about the whole thing and still feeling badly. I told her I was sorry that I got so upset, but emphasized that what she did was not O.K. She said O.K., kissed me and then asked for her milk. I guess it couldn't have been too traumatic -- either that or she is used to my particular brand of crazy.
The problem then becomes how do you express to your 5 year old that you realize you over-reacted without completely undermining your own authority? On the one hand, I don't want Zoë to think she can get away with what she had done, but on the other, I don't want her to think I am completely unreasonable or to be afraid of me. (Well, maybe just not too afraid -- a little afraid is good.)
Sigh. This parenting thing is so hard sometimes!
This morning I woke up thinking about the whole thing and still feeling badly. I told her I was sorry that I got so upset, but emphasized that what she did was not O.K. She said O.K., kissed me and then asked for her milk. I guess it couldn't have been too traumatic -- either that or she is used to my particular brand of crazy.
07 January 2008
Manic Monday
Just getting it in under the wire tonight.
What was the last thing you regret buying?
My current car. It is a Jeep Grand Cherokee and technically I didn't buy it, I leased it, but either way I'm stuck with it right now and I really don't like it. The only good thing about it is the satellite radio. I had the same car before, but they change the body in 2007 and the changes have not been good for me. In general I find the car difficult to drive and sometimes uncomfortable. Not to mention the fact that I hate what a gas guzzler it it. Oh how I long for a Prius! Just 2 long years to go...
If you had a crystal ball that could tell you the truth about any one thing you wished to know about yourself, life, the future or anything else, what would you want to know?
Wow, that is a tough question. Honestly, besides the Powerball numbers I think I'd rather it all be a surprise. To know about something good happening takes away the joy and to know about something bad just makes it worse. So, give me the numbers for the next 300 million Powerball and I'd be thrilled.
How do you know when you're in love?
Another toughie. In the beginning I think it is when that person is the last thing you think of at night before falling asleep and the first thing you think of when waking. Same goes when you're suffering a broken heart. After that point, love changes and I think it is different for everyone.
What was the last thing you regret buying?
My current car. It is a Jeep Grand Cherokee and technically I didn't buy it, I leased it, but either way I'm stuck with it right now and I really don't like it. The only good thing about it is the satellite radio. I had the same car before, but they change the body in 2007 and the changes have not been good for me. In general I find the car difficult to drive and sometimes uncomfortable. Not to mention the fact that I hate what a gas guzzler it it. Oh how I long for a Prius! Just 2 long years to go...
If you had a crystal ball that could tell you the truth about any one thing you wished to know about yourself, life, the future or anything else, what would you want to know?
Wow, that is a tough question. Honestly, besides the Powerball numbers I think I'd rather it all be a surprise. To know about something good happening takes away the joy and to know about something bad just makes it worse. So, give me the numbers for the next 300 million Powerball and I'd be thrilled.
How do you know when you're in love?
Another toughie. In the beginning I think it is when that person is the last thing you think of at night before falling asleep and the first thing you think of when waking. Same goes when you're suffering a broken heart. After that point, love changes and I think it is different for everyone.
05 January 2008
She can read!
The other night at bedtime when I asked Zoe to pick out a story for me to read to her I jokingly added "Unless you want to read to me this time."
"OK," Zoe said, "I'll read to you!" She then ran off to her room and when I came in she was sitting on the chair where we read stories with a book in her hand. She had one of the books from her set of Bob books. She's made some progress with these before in sounding out the words, but she never got past the first one or two books which are very simple without giving up in frustration. This time she had the hardest of the set.
She read the whole thing!
She did a fantastic job too. I was really surprised and happy and so proud. After that book, she read another! And she did it again last night. She has finally cracked the code. If she could only understand how the world will be opened up for her now. I am forcing myself to hold back, but I can't wait to see her reading all kinds of books. There are so many I just know she will love. I have been dying to share some of my favorite books with her.
I guess I really should write a note of thanks to her kindergarten teacher!
"OK," Zoe said, "I'll read to you!" She then ran off to her room and when I came in she was sitting on the chair where we read stories with a book in her hand. She had one of the books from her set of Bob books. She's made some progress with these before in sounding out the words, but she never got past the first one or two books which are very simple without giving up in frustration. This time she had the hardest of the set.
She read the whole thing!
She did a fantastic job too. I was really surprised and happy and so proud. After that book, she read another! And she did it again last night. She has finally cracked the code. If she could only understand how the world will be opened up for her now. I am forcing myself to hold back, but I can't wait to see her reading all kinds of books. There are so many I just know she will love. I have been dying to share some of my favorite books with her.
I guess I really should write a note of thanks to her kindergarten teacher!
30 December 2007
New Doc on the Block
Paging Dr. Zoë, paging Dr. Zoë to the Christmas tree stat. More presents need opening.
Zoë from Santa this year was this medical trolley which comes equipped with stethoscope, blood pressure-taker, IV, ear checker, and cell phone. Rob managed to find a set of scrubs (sexistly labeled "Nurses outfit" ugh!) to go along with and now all the stuffed animals have been miraculously cured.
Zoe had so many presents under the tree that she actually took a break from opening them. What kid takes a break from opening presents? One who is clearly spoiled rotten, I guess. However, as I said to Rob, what is the point of having only one if we can't spoil her with presents? She had a great day which does make me happy too.
Santa even remembered to bring the DVD of Hairspray which was a big hit on the summer vacation to Maine we took with Ima (grandma). Watching that again on Christmas day brought back some nice memories of a fun trip.
Zoë from Santa this year was this medical trolley which comes equipped with stethoscope, blood pressure-taker, IV, ear checker, and cell phone. Rob managed to find a set of scrubs (sexistly labeled "Nurses outfit" ugh!) to go along with and now all the stuffed animals have been miraculously cured.
Zoe had so many presents under the tree that she actually took a break from opening them. What kid takes a break from opening presents? One who is clearly spoiled rotten, I guess. However, as I said to Rob, what is the point of having only one if we can't spoil her with presents? She had a great day which does make me happy too.
Santa even remembered to bring the DVD of Hairspray which was a big hit on the summer vacation to Maine we took with Ima (grandma). Watching that again on Christmas day brought back some nice memories of a fun trip.
20 December 2007
Christmas Tree Chopping
We made our annual pilgrimage to Jones Tree Farm to chop down our tree. We chose an angel white pine which is looking quite lovely in our family room near our new TV.
Check out more photos from the day here.
19 December 2007
The new member of my household
I'd like to introduce you to the newest member of my household:
He's a Sony Bravia 40" LCD TV. Merry Christmas to us!
Yes, I wanted one of these cool flat panel TVs, but only because I think they're cool and appeal to my gadget-loving side. I mean this is kind of an uber-gadget, but a gadget none-the-less because we already had a TV, right? Wrong. It is a whole new world of TV watching in my house. It is kind of like having a little movie screen in the house. I really didn't expect to love it as much as I do, but I am completely smitten with this thing. And so is everyone else in my house. Yay for big, cool, nice looking TVs!
If you happen to be in the market for one of these babies, but have no idea the differences between plasma, LCD, or rear projection and want some knowledge before dealing with a salesperson, I highly recommend this article I found on cnet.com. It should be called "Big TVs for Dummies." For the average shopper this has everything you need to know. Seriously. I even surprised the sales guy with my knowledge.
He's a Sony Bravia 40" LCD TV. Merry Christmas to us!
Yes, I wanted one of these cool flat panel TVs, but only because I think they're cool and appeal to my gadget-loving side. I mean this is kind of an uber-gadget, but a gadget none-the-less because we already had a TV, right? Wrong. It is a whole new world of TV watching in my house. It is kind of like having a little movie screen in the house. I really didn't expect to love it as much as I do, but I am completely smitten with this thing. And so is everyone else in my house. Yay for big, cool, nice looking TVs!
If you happen to be in the market for one of these babies, but have no idea the differences between plasma, LCD, or rear projection and want some knowledge before dealing with a salesperson, I highly recommend this article I found on cnet.com. It should be called "Big TVs for Dummies." For the average shopper this has everything you need to know. Seriously. I even surprised the sales guy with my knowledge.
17 December 2007
Manic Monday
Manic Monday for December 17:
What is your idea of a perfect romantic evening?
A warm Spring night in NYC that starts out with drinks outdoors somewhere -- preferably a balcony of a bar high above the city, followed by a delicious dinner with plenty of wine and concluded with a long, leisurely hand-holding walk around the city. (That describes the first date I had with my husband.)
Imagine you had to take part in the winter Olympics. What sport would you do? (Here's a link to the official sports, in case you need help.)
The luge! I have always wanted to try the luge. It looks like so much fun! I have contemplated trips to Lake Placid just to try luge. If only it weren't so darn cold there.
What's something that people do in traffic that really bothers you?
Read. It drives me completely insane to see someone holding a book or a magazine while driving. As my friend Becky says, when you're driving, it's not down time.
What is your idea of a perfect romantic evening?
A warm Spring night in NYC that starts out with drinks outdoors somewhere -- preferably a balcony of a bar high above the city, followed by a delicious dinner with plenty of wine and concluded with a long, leisurely hand-holding walk around the city. (That describes the first date I had with my husband.)
Imagine you had to take part in the winter Olympics. What sport would you do? (Here's a link to the official sports, in case you need help.)
The luge! I have always wanted to try the luge. It looks like so much fun! I have contemplated trips to Lake Placid just to try luge. If only it weren't so darn cold there.
What's something that people do in traffic that really bothers you?
Read. It drives me completely insane to see someone holding a book or a magazine while driving. As my friend Becky says, when you're driving, it's not down time.
13 December 2007
Snow Day
It is just about 8AM and Zoë is still fast asleep since I didn't have to wake her for school. It's a snow day here (even though it is not actually snowing just yet) and since it is the first of the year I am not at all unhappy about it. Can't say I mind working from home -- especially since I am still in pajamas myself.
I keep thinking about the joy that always came with having a snow day when I was kid. No school! A day of sledding and hot chocolate and a little extra TV time. Somewhere along the line when jobs and responsibilities come along the joy of a snow day gets lost. (Unless you're a teacher, of course.) I think Zoë is still a little young to really appreciate her first real snow day, but it is just the first of many in her life.
First day of school, first snow day, first report card...so many firsts for Zoe this year.
My hope for Zoë is a much happier school experience than I had. A happier youth. I often wonder if that is truly possible. At least I know we can enjoy today -- the flakes are just now starting to fall.
I keep thinking about the joy that always came with having a snow day when I was kid. No school! A day of sledding and hot chocolate and a little extra TV time. Somewhere along the line when jobs and responsibilities come along the joy of a snow day gets lost. (Unless you're a teacher, of course.) I think Zoë is still a little young to really appreciate her first real snow day, but it is just the first of many in her life.
First day of school, first snow day, first report card...so many firsts for Zoe this year.
My hope for Zoë is a much happier school experience than I had. A happier youth. I often wonder if that is truly possible. At least I know we can enjoy today -- the flakes are just now starting to fall.
10 December 2007
Manic Monday
Today's questions are:
For the holidays, are you a last-minute shopper or do you shop well ahead of time?
I definitely shop well ahead of time. Most years I am about done by Thanksgiving. This year I put it off a bit and done as of this weekend. I hate running around with all the crowds and just buying "something" for people. I like to think it over and make sure my gifts are really good for the person I am giving to.
If you had to pick a new first name for yourself, what name would you choose?
Jill. My middle name is Jill and I was supposed to be Jill, but at the last minute my parents were pressured into naming me after my great-grandmother who died a few weeks before I was born. I always wonder how my life would have been different, if at all, if I had had that name that was planned for me.
What's worse, having expectations that are too high, or having no expectations at all?
Expectations that are too high is the worst. It is always better to be pleasantly surprised than terribly let down. At least in my book.
For the holidays, are you a last-minute shopper or do you shop well ahead of time?
I definitely shop well ahead of time. Most years I am about done by Thanksgiving. This year I put it off a bit and done as of this weekend. I hate running around with all the crowds and just buying "something" for people. I like to think it over and make sure my gifts are really good for the person I am giving to.
If you had to pick a new first name for yourself, what name would you choose?
Jill. My middle name is Jill and I was supposed to be Jill, but at the last minute my parents were pressured into naming me after my great-grandmother who died a few weeks before I was born. I always wonder how my life would have been different, if at all, if I had had that name that was planned for me.
What's worse, having expectations that are too high, or having no expectations at all?
Expectations that are too high is the worst. It is always better to be pleasantly surprised than terribly let down. At least in my book.
06 December 2007
Ter-yum-me
Zoë has been a reluctant reader. She can do it, but she doesn't really try to do it voluntarily.
The other day Zoë, my Mom and I were in a GapBody store. Near the check-out desk (or cash-wrap as it is referred to by Gap insiders) there is a table of their new line of lotions and potions. As we were waiting to pay Zoë was smelling each and every bottle.
After a few minutes she turned to me and said, "Mommy, what does ter-yum-me mean?"
"Ter-yum-me," I asked, "Where do you see that?"
"Here," she said pointing to one of the bottles.
I picked it up and it had a sticker on it that said "Try me!"
Ter-yum-me = Try me.
I loved both her interpretation of the words and the fact that she is finally inspired to try reading on her own.
The other day Zoë, my Mom and I were in a GapBody store. Near the check-out desk (or cash-wrap as it is referred to by Gap insiders) there is a table of their new line of lotions and potions. As we were waiting to pay Zoë was smelling each and every bottle.
After a few minutes she turned to me and said, "Mommy, what does ter-yum-me mean?"
"Ter-yum-me," I asked, "Where do you see that?"
"Here," she said pointing to one of the bottles.
I picked it up and it had a sticker on it that said "Try me!"
Ter-yum-me = Try me.
I loved both her interpretation of the words and the fact that she is finally inspired to try reading on her own.
04 December 2007
In case you were wondering...
...about that new "Recipe Widget" that I've added to my blog I wanted to explain (and do a little more shameless promotion.) Because I am sure that some of you who know me well would be a little puzzled by that particular combination -- cooking + Bible definitely does not equal my usual interests.
Cookingwiththebible.com is my latest baby from work and possibly one of the more interesting sites I've worked on in awhile. It is based on the book of the same name that was published by my company last year. We've turned the book into a website that I think is pretty interesting and one of the cool parts of the site is the widget that you see on the right.
Go ahead, check it out.
Cookingwiththebible.com is my latest baby from work and possibly one of the more interesting sites I've worked on in awhile. It is based on the book of the same name that was published by my company last year. We've turned the book into a website that I think is pretty interesting and one of the cool parts of the site is the widget that you see on the right.
Go ahead, check it out.
03 December 2007
Manic Monday
Another Manic Monday meme...
What's the longest you've ever waited in line?
About 6 hours. I was waiting to get a passport.
It's been said that, "The best things in life are free." Do you think this is true? Why or why not?
I would agree with that. Some of the most miserable people I have known have all the money they ever need and I've never seen money buy love. However, money can buy some pretty amazing shoes.
If you could go back in time and re-live one day in your life, which day would you choose and why?
I would like to re-live the day my daughter was born. It was amazing and awful and hands down the most remarkable and incredible day of my life.
What's the longest you've ever waited in line?
About 6 hours. I was waiting to get a passport.
It's been said that, "The best things in life are free." Do you think this is true? Why or why not?
I would agree with that. Some of the most miserable people I have known have all the money they ever need and I've never seen money buy love. However, money can buy some pretty amazing shoes.
If you could go back in time and re-live one day in your life, which day would you choose and why?
I would like to re-live the day my daughter was born. It was amazing and awful and hands down the most remarkable and incredible day of my life.
02 December 2007
The girl who cried stomach ache
I am sure I am going to suffer horrible guilt if it turns out that there is something truly wrong with her, but it seems like lately Zoe has a lot of convenient, phantom stomach aches. Here's a typical scenario:
It is 8:15 AM and Zoë is supposed to be getting dressed but instead she is just sitting on the potty.
Me: Zoë! Hurry up!
Zoë: (silence)
Me: Zoë! What are you doing?
Zoë: But Mommy, I have a stomach ache.
Me: Since when?
Zoë: It hurts.
You can change the time of day or where she's sitting, but this usually occurs when we're trying to get out the door to go somewhere or when she is on the verge of getting into trouble. I bought these children's Pepto Bismols and sometimes I give her one just so we can get a move on.
Does that make me a bad mother? I mean, a single children's Pepto tablet seems harmless enough. The dosage is two tablets.
And I almost always have really good instincts for when Zoe is truly sick and this just isn't ringing true with me. The stomach aches are just too conveniently timed. She is a smart girl, but she just doesn't know when a certain trick has worn thin.
It is 8:15 AM and Zoë is supposed to be getting dressed but instead she is just sitting on the potty.
Me: Zoë! Hurry up!
Zoë: (silence)
Me: Zoë! What are you doing?
Zoë: But Mommy, I have a stomach ache.
Me: Since when?
Zoë: It hurts.
You can change the time of day or where she's sitting, but this usually occurs when we're trying to get out the door to go somewhere or when she is on the verge of getting into trouble. I bought these children's Pepto Bismols and sometimes I give her one just so we can get a move on.
Does that make me a bad mother? I mean, a single children's Pepto tablet seems harmless enough. The dosage is two tablets.
And I almost always have really good instincts for when Zoe is truly sick and this just isn't ringing true with me. The stomach aches are just too conveniently timed. She is a smart girl, but she just doesn't know when a certain trick has worn thin.
27 November 2007
Guilty Pleasures
Tagged again by Becky.
1. Six guilty pleasures no one would suspect you of having:
2. Six guilty pleasures you wish you had the courage to indulge:
This is a hard one so I'm changing it to include things I'd also like to be able to afford or have time for.
3. Six pleasures you once considered guilty but have now made peace with:
1. Six guilty pleasures no one would suspect you of having:
- Eating ice cream in bed. I don't know if no one would suspect that of me, but it isn't something I've broadcast. When I've had a bad day I like to eat a bowl of ice cream while in my PJs and tucked into bed.
- Buying cosmetics and other bath and body type products. A few close friends wouldn't be surprised, but I don't think anyone really knows how much I enjoy buying a new lipstick or lotion or other promising potion.
- 60's folkish/anti-war music. I can't explain it really, but I was exposed to it when quite young. Think Cat Stevens (pre-Buddhist), Crosby, Stills, & Nash, Neil Young, etc.
- Neil Diamond. I know I am not alone here, but I don't generally advertise the fact that I know all the words to "Cracklin' Rosie." Again, I blame it on my parents. (And yes, I heard that "Sweet Caroline" was written for Caroline Kennedy.)
- Rob Lowe. He's just so darn good looking. I have seen every movie and TV show he's ever graced. He was so good in West Wing and so foolish to leave. Even with that whole underage girl in the hotel stuff, I can't help it.
- Expensive haircuts. Again my close friends already know, but I like to get good, expensive haircuts in NYC. My salon of choice is currently Arrojo Studio. You may recognize the name from Nick Arrojo of "What Not to Wear" fame -- it is one and the same. Although, I am not indulgent (or rich) enough to have Nick cut my hair, but I would love that.
2. Six guilty pleasures you wish you had the courage to indulge:
This is a hard one so I'm changing it to include things I'd also like to be able to afford or have time for.
- Personal trainer.
- Personal chef.
- Custom made bras.
- Going back to school.
- Drawing.
- Broadway shows. I love musicals and plays. I wish I could find the time and money to see many more. Right now I only get to about 1 or 2 a year.
3. Six pleasures you once considered guilty but have now made peace with:
- Candy. I used to think I was the only person who liked candy, but then one day I realized that most grocery stores and CVS stores have entire aisles devoted to candy so I really can't be the only one buying the stuff.
- Chick lit. I used to hide 'em, but now I freely admit to loving them. They are like the candy of the book world.
- Lattes. I used to think it was utterly absurd not to mention completely wasteful to pay over $3 for what is essentially a cup of coffee with milk, but it is such good coffee. A good latte can make all the difference in the day.
- Gadgets. Electronic gadgets, that is. I am an early adopter and have been since before the phrase was coined. I don't regret my 2 mega-pixel camera, my RocketBook or my Handspring module that played about 23 MP3s. I could probably open a gadget museum. I love them and since it seems that Apple has made the gadget cool, I am proud to show mine off.
- Shoes. Yes, I buy a lot of shoes, but at least it is a better habit than gambling.
- Buying more books -- I mean lots of books. I have shelves of unread books and I enjoy knowing they are there waiting for me.
26 November 2007
Manic Monday Meme
Which personality trait has gotten you into the most trouble?
My big mouth. Sometimes I just don't know when to shut up. It's not that I spill the secrets, but I just run off at the mouth and it makes me look silly.
If you had to gain 10 pounds what would you eat to gain the weight?
Milk shakes. When I was little a friend of mine was really, really skinny and he had to have a milkshake everyday to help him gain some weight. I remember being very jealous of that.
How is your private self different from your public self?
I'm quieter in my private life and not really so friendly and outgoing.
Thanks Manic Monday for another good set of questions.
My big mouth. Sometimes I just don't know when to shut up. It's not that I spill the secrets, but I just run off at the mouth and it makes me look silly.
If you had to gain 10 pounds what would you eat to gain the weight?
Milk shakes. When I was little a friend of mine was really, really skinny and he had to have a milkshake everyday to help him gain some weight. I remember being very jealous of that.
How is your private self different from your public self?
I'm quieter in my private life and not really so friendly and outgoing.
Thanks Manic Monday for another good set of questions.
25 November 2007
Playdates
Rob and I took Zoë to the playground this afternoon and by chance our neighbors were there too. While the kids were playing we got to talking about what it used to be like when we were kids and we could just go out and play. I can only remember being taken to an official play ground a handful of times. We didn't need to do that because our parents could just let us out the door and tell us to be home by dark. Nothing new in that I know, but it did get me thinking about these new-fangled "playdates" that never really existed when I was a kid.
Before this year a playdate meant a get together for me as well as for the Zoe and her friend. Sometimes this was fun and sometimes this was the opposite of fun. There's only so much coffee, chit chat and "kids, share with each other" I can stand.
This year a change has come to the playdate. Now that Zoë has reached the golden age of 5, drop off playdates are acceptable. I don't know who sets the age standards, but apparently 5 is the age. Drop off playdates are a good thing. Obviously when Zoë gets dropped off that means a few hours of time for me while she is having fun, but when Zoe has a friend over, that equates to a few hours of mostly quiet time at home for me. I can get things done around the house or just relax. On Friday while Zoë had a friend over I did 5 loads of laundry, balanced the check book, did some online Christmas shopping and watched a little TV. I made the girls lunch at one point and had to tell them to stop running around a couple of times, but other than that it was quite nice. I should also point out that Zoë had a fabulous time. She was quite sad when her friend was leaving and she can't wait until she can come again.
I am decidedly pro-playdates.
Before this year a playdate meant a get together for me as well as for the Zoe and her friend. Sometimes this was fun and sometimes this was the opposite of fun. There's only so much coffee, chit chat and "kids, share with each other" I can stand.
This year a change has come to the playdate. Now that Zoë has reached the golden age of 5, drop off playdates are acceptable. I don't know who sets the age standards, but apparently 5 is the age. Drop off playdates are a good thing. Obviously when Zoë gets dropped off that means a few hours of time for me while she is having fun, but when Zoe has a friend over, that equates to a few hours of mostly quiet time at home for me. I can get things done around the house or just relax. On Friday while Zoë had a friend over I did 5 loads of laundry, balanced the check book, did some online Christmas shopping and watched a little TV. I made the girls lunch at one point and had to tell them to stop running around a couple of times, but other than that it was quite nice. I should also point out that Zoë had a fabulous time. She was quite sad when her friend was leaving and she can't wait until she can come again.
I am decidedly pro-playdates.
18 November 2007
Manic Monday
I just discovered a new site called Manic Monday.
Today's question are:
What is your least favorite day of the week and why?
What's the best way to end the day?
Which animal would you have left out of the ark?
My Answers:
Tuesday. It's got nothing going for it. It isn't Monday, it isn't hump day, it isn't the end of the week. All you have to look forward to on a Tuesday is most of the week ahead of you. (Unless you're on vacation, of course. Then Tuesday is a good day.)
Good dinner, good wine, warm bed.
Skunks. Sorry Pepe LePu and family, but that stink is the worst.
Today's question are:
What is your least favorite day of the week and why?
What's the best way to end the day?
Which animal would you have left out of the ark?
My Answers:
Tuesday. It's got nothing going for it. It isn't Monday, it isn't hump day, it isn't the end of the week. All you have to look forward to on a Tuesday is most of the week ahead of you. (Unless you're on vacation, of course. Then Tuesday is a good day.)
Good dinner, good wine, warm bed.
Skunks. Sorry Pepe LePu and family, but that stink is the worst.
08 November 2007
"Me" Meme
I've been tagged again! (Thanks Becky)
This is a fun one, here are the instructions:
M -- Mom
I know it is an obvious one, but being a Mom is a big part of my life. (In case you hadn't noticed from the blog.) I never really dreamed of being a Mom when I was a little girl. I didn't give it much thought one way or another and sometimes I even thought I wouldn't have kids, but sometime shortly after Rob and I were together we both new we'd have a baby. I'm not much for the paranormal, but it was as if having Zoe was something we couldn't stop or control. We were both suddenly consumed with the idea of having a baby. We both knew our baby would be a girl and from very early on we knew what her name would be. I can't even imagine life without Zoë in it.
A -- Artist
I think at some point in my life I considered myself an artist and I'd really like to get back to that feeling some day. The life of a true artist by profession is not an easy one and when I gave up on it I also gave up on the entire artistic side of me and I miss it a lot. I've started trying out photography for something new and at some point I'd like to take a class or two. I'd like to get back to that writing I dabble at too and then maybe someday put the two together into photo-essay books. Or maybe I'll just go back to drawing.
R -- Reading
I love reading and I love books. I wish I had more time than I do for reading and I am insanely jealous of the people I know who can read really fast, but at the same time I do enjoy savoring a really good book. The other part of reading that I love is book shopping. Book stores are wonderful places where amazing, life changing discoveries can be made and these days you can even get a good cup of coffee to go along with. I read to Zoë every day and I take Zoe to the book store a lot and hope that I can pass along both my love of reading and my love of book stores.
C -- Candy
Anyone who knows me knows how much I love candy. Note that I don't mean chocolate. Chocolate is good and has its place in the world, but my heart really belongs to candy -- like Mike & Ike's and Good 'N Plenty and Nerds and Blow-Pops and Smarties and ...I've loved candy for as long as I can remember. When my brother and I were little every Saturday was "Candy day" and my Dad would take us to the store -- Bob's Kit and Kaboodle and we were allowed to pick out 2 pieces of candy each. That was definitely my favorite day and if my dream of opening a candy store were to ever come true, I might just have to call it Marcy's Kit and Kaboodle.
(If any dentists are reading this -- yes, I do brush my teeth 2 or 3 times a day.)
Y -- Yes, I Can
OK, I know that is a stretch for the Y word, but Y is a tough one. Yes, I can is the attitude I am trying hard to adopt. Yes, I can find a job that where I both succeed and am happy. Yes, I can have a career I enjoy and still be a good mother. Yes, I can have a good, stable marriage. Yes, I can be happy.
This is a fun one, here are the instructions:
List one fact, word or tidbit that is somehow relevant to your life for each letter of your first or middle name. You can theme it to your blog or make it general. Then tag one person for each letter of your name.
M -- Mom
I know it is an obvious one, but being a Mom is a big part of my life. (In case you hadn't noticed from the blog.) I never really dreamed of being a Mom when I was a little girl. I didn't give it much thought one way or another and sometimes I even thought I wouldn't have kids, but sometime shortly after Rob and I were together we both new we'd have a baby. I'm not much for the paranormal, but it was as if having Zoe was something we couldn't stop or control. We were both suddenly consumed with the idea of having a baby. We both knew our baby would be a girl and from very early on we knew what her name would be. I can't even imagine life without Zoë in it.
A -- Artist
I think at some point in my life I considered myself an artist and I'd really like to get back to that feeling some day. The life of a true artist by profession is not an easy one and when I gave up on it I also gave up on the entire artistic side of me and I miss it a lot. I've started trying out photography for something new and at some point I'd like to take a class or two. I'd like to get back to that writing I dabble at too and then maybe someday put the two together into photo-essay books. Or maybe I'll just go back to drawing.
R -- Reading
I love reading and I love books. I wish I had more time than I do for reading and I am insanely jealous of the people I know who can read really fast, but at the same time I do enjoy savoring a really good book. The other part of reading that I love is book shopping. Book stores are wonderful places where amazing, life changing discoveries can be made and these days you can even get a good cup of coffee to go along with. I read to Zoë every day and I take Zoe to the book store a lot and hope that I can pass along both my love of reading and my love of book stores.
C -- Candy
Anyone who knows me knows how much I love candy. Note that I don't mean chocolate. Chocolate is good and has its place in the world, but my heart really belongs to candy -- like Mike & Ike's and Good 'N Plenty and Nerds and Blow-Pops and Smarties and ...I've loved candy for as long as I can remember. When my brother and I were little every Saturday was "Candy day" and my Dad would take us to the store -- Bob's Kit and Kaboodle and we were allowed to pick out 2 pieces of candy each. That was definitely my favorite day and if my dream of opening a candy store were to ever come true, I might just have to call it Marcy's Kit and Kaboodle.
(If any dentists are reading this -- yes, I do brush my teeth 2 or 3 times a day.)
Y -- Yes, I Can
OK, I know that is a stretch for the Y word, but Y is a tough one. Yes, I can is the attitude I am trying hard to adopt. Yes, I can find a job that where I both succeed and am happy. Yes, I can have a career I enjoy and still be a good mother. Yes, I can have a good, stable marriage. Yes, I can be happy.
Boycotting the NY Times
I just realized I have been boycotting the NY Times. I haven't even looked at it since last Thursday's outrage -- if you don't count the Sunday magazine. I guess that it is enough punishment for both of us.
Are unconscious boycotts effective?
Are unconscious boycotts effective?
01 November 2007
I'm no editor
And certainly I am not a NY Times editor, but I think something got mixed up today.
When I open NYTimes.com the first thing I usually check out is the 10 Most Popular Emailed articles and the current number one (as of 1:18 PM today) is The Feminine Critique. I was intrigued by the title so I clicked on the link, read the article and nodded along with it. For an experienced working woman, there is nothing new in this article, but it is interesting to read about the scientific studies. No surprise there that women still do not get equal treatment in the work place.
I was about to email the article to a colleague with whom I have had similar discussions, when I noticed what section the article appears -- Fashion & Style.
Really? Doesn't this belong in the Business section? By placing this article here below articles on organic cosmetics and and art/fashion performance, it seems to me the NY Times is perpetuating the very inequality discussed in this article. Come on, guys.
When I open NYTimes.com the first thing I usually check out is the 10 Most Popular Emailed articles and the current number one (as of 1:18 PM today) is The Feminine Critique. I was intrigued by the title so I clicked on the link, read the article and nodded along with it. For an experienced working woman, there is nothing new in this article, but it is interesting to read about the scientific studies. No surprise there that women still do not get equal treatment in the work place.
I was about to email the article to a colleague with whom I have had similar discussions, when I noticed what section the article appears -- Fashion & Style.
Really? Doesn't this belong in the Business section? By placing this article here below articles on organic cosmetics and and art/fashion performance, it seems to me the NY Times is perpetuating the very inequality discussed in this article. Come on, guys.
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