A year ago today, this happened: I will celebrate by eating Cherry Garcia. Granted, eating Cherry Garcia is a regular activity for me, but if you’re celebrating with a Miss C perched upon your knee, it is all the more delicious. Happy Thursday!
A couple or so months ago, I read a post by a blogger who had just come off of being Freshly Pressed. She talked about how everyone has a piece of writing that they’re proud of but just didn’t get any attention. She then invited her readers to introduce themselves in the comments, give an […]
This is the awkward part when the new followers (welcome, by the way!) open the email or click on the link to this, my newest post since last Friday’s post was Freshly Pressed, and find out that this blog is essentially a (dum dum DAH)… …mommy blog. Don’t worry; I won’t be offended if you […]
One of the big incentives I have for going to the gym is to observe the wildlife there. I have collected some data about the people I am likely to see, and today I will present my findings. 1. Pacers You can mostly find these people around the weightlifting area. They lift about 500 pounds […]
Today I miss Chicago. I miss my apartment in Rogers Park at the corner of Sheridan and Pratt. The walls in the hallways of the building were purple and one time there was a guy passed out in the hallway in front of my door. I got mad at B who left first that morning […]
Just when I thought this year would pass by with no one getting married, one of our friends who we met in Korea got engaged. Whew. I was concerned that I may not have a chance to eat wedding cake until 2013. That is cause for panic. As great as my own wedding to B […]
Playing on my IPad makes me feel like a boss. Nevermind that I don’t actually own it. B got it for work and he’ll have to return it to the State of North Carolina once he leaves his position. Will we be able to afford our own? Highly unlikely unless Miss C starts paying rent. […]
For the past couple nights, B and I have been editing all the photos on our computer after Miss C is down for the night, so as to make room for the colossal influx of pictures that has occurred since she was born. This has forced us to go through all the film we took […]
The Waiting 