Thursday, July 26, 2007

Multi Task Master*

me: ok, i just changed a diaper WHILE breastfeeding
christa: haha
me: beat that
christa: that's hilariuls
me: not so much hilarious as very demanding and awesome
christa: that's amazing
me: and then i put stella in her bed to sleep
christa: multi tasking on a new level
me: and she didn't cry
christa: while breasfeeding?!
that's amazing
me: yes,
i'm waiting for my review so i can get a raise

(I also just updated my blog while IMing.)

*Good puzzle for final round in Wheel of Fortune.

Sunday, July 15, 2007

Six Days

By the time you read this post Gianna will be at least six days old. She's a treat. We all love her. Stella enjoys her but is definitely going through the adjustment phase. It's so sad to see your beloved child become the person at the party who acts out for attention. And really, I think it's harder on me than her. I love Gianna but I miss my Stella days and nights.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Dreamboat Dress Shipwreck Hair

While Stella has some cute clothes and a cute face, she knows not how to be patient with a hair brush. She does not want one near her head for an extended amount of time. And by extended I mean not at all.
For this reason Stella will not be a girl that has long hair until she reaches the Age of Reason. Wherein she masters the ability to wield a hairbrush to tame her mane--including the part underneath the top layer. I know all too well the consequences of poor hair management. When I was about ten my mother realized that I had somewhat of a rat's nest residing at the nape of my neck because I only ever brushed the top of my hair. I was given some choices:

a) Let my mom brush it out
b) Brush it myself and maintain outstanding tresses
c) Cut it off

I chose the second option.

I retain the vivid memory of an afternoon spent with The Knot--my head flipped over while I relentlessly stroked my hair to avoid having a bob at the age of ten. I did succeed but not without much wailing and bemoaning my plight.

So it makes sense that this is my child:

Friday, July 06, 2007

In Response

Over at another blog there is a thoughtful somewhat Op/Ed piece about car "flare" shall we call it. If you don't know what I'm talking about when I use the word flare in quotes think of Jennifer Aniston in Office Space working at TGIFriday's.

In response to the aforementioned blog, if I die, please do not memorialize me on the rear window of your vehicle. Please. Don't.