It happened just before Christmas...
Scene - Hubby is reading SPIN.
Hubby: Oh my God, what happened to Sanjaya?
Me (fixing hair in bathroom): What?
Hubby: Sanjaya. He looks terrible. (Silence.) Who's M.I.A.?
What I'm listening to: Feist
I just: Helped Colin open a Ziploc bag
Now I'm gonna: Keep him from smashing his toes with a baby bathtub
Monday, December 31, 2007
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Full-term and feelin' it
I'm now 36 weeks pregnant... WOW.
When I got off the elevator at the mall yesterday, this little girl (accompanied by her younger sisters and mom), saw my stomach, her eyes widened, her mouth hung opened, and she gasped, "Oh my... oh wow... wow, look at that!!!!!!!!!" Gently, her mom said, "Yes - she has a baby in her tummy, just like Mommy did!" (Good save, Mom!)
I'm the kind of woman who carries ALL FRONT. So I often get that kind of response, especially when someone has only seen me from the back and then I turn around and they say, "WHOA - look at that baby!" I've definitely seen women who end up like actress Bridget Moynahan - she could have balanced a tray of coffee on her stomach in the last month of her pregnancy. I'm not at that point, but strangely, I still have a waist!
My sciatica is still acting up, but Colin has been so sweet and generally helpful - not that he doesn't sometimes still drive me crazy. I mean, he's only two-and-a-half years old! But if I'm sitting on the sofa, using the heating pad, he'll say, "You 'kay, Mommy? You 'kay? Here, Mommy. Warm and cozy." And he tucks a blanket around me. Nice!
Colin's vocabulary has exploded over the last month. He still applies some developmentally-appropriate phonological processes in his speech, which makes understanding him a bit of a challenge on occasion. Some of my favorites:
Nehkis: music
Tafa: pasta
Keenee: zucchini
Wawa: Kira (his aunt)
Nahnah: Naiya (our neighbor)
We've been prepping him for the birth of his baby sister. He tells people, "Baby sister in Mommy tummy. Baby sister move move move, Mommy back owie hurt. Baby sister seep in kib in Caudin woom." (Did you get that last part?)
Meanwhile, I'm glad to be on maternity leave! What a relief! And I'm milking it for all it's worth, because the doctor is "hedging her bets" that the baby is coming January 15-22, instead of January 26-ish. We'll see....
On a totally, completely different note: I just saw that People put out a "Gone Too Soon" edition that celebrates the lives of performers who died young (young-ish?). They had freakin' PAULA YATES in there - who is mostly famous for the more-famous men with whom she slept (Bob Geldof, Michael Hutchence), the weird names of her children (Fifi Trixibelle, Heavenly Hiraani Tiger Lily, and so on...), and the fact that she killed herself, rather than her career as a talk show host or whatever. And yet, may I add... NO JEFF BUCKLEY? Puhleeeeeze.
What I'm listening to right now: The sound of the football game on TV in the other room
I just: Talked to our friend Ben on the phone
Now I'm gonna: Do a little online browsing! (Shopping-wise.)
When I got off the elevator at the mall yesterday, this little girl (accompanied by her younger sisters and mom), saw my stomach, her eyes widened, her mouth hung opened, and she gasped, "Oh my... oh wow... wow, look at that!!!!!!!!!" Gently, her mom said, "Yes - she has a baby in her tummy, just like Mommy did!" (Good save, Mom!)
I'm the kind of woman who carries ALL FRONT. So I often get that kind of response, especially when someone has only seen me from the back and then I turn around and they say, "WHOA - look at that baby!" I've definitely seen women who end up like actress Bridget Moynahan - she could have balanced a tray of coffee on her stomach in the last month of her pregnancy. I'm not at that point, but strangely, I still have a waist!
My sciatica is still acting up, but Colin has been so sweet and generally helpful - not that he doesn't sometimes still drive me crazy. I mean, he's only two-and-a-half years old! But if I'm sitting on the sofa, using the heating pad, he'll say, "You 'kay, Mommy? You 'kay? Here, Mommy. Warm and cozy." And he tucks a blanket around me. Nice!
Colin's vocabulary has exploded over the last month. He still applies some developmentally-appropriate phonological processes in his speech, which makes understanding him a bit of a challenge on occasion. Some of my favorites:
Nehkis: music
Tafa: pasta
Keenee: zucchini
Wawa: Kira (his aunt)
Nahnah: Naiya (our neighbor)
We've been prepping him for the birth of his baby sister. He tells people, "Baby sister in Mommy tummy. Baby sister move move move, Mommy back owie hurt. Baby sister seep in kib in Caudin woom." (Did you get that last part?)
Meanwhile, I'm glad to be on maternity leave! What a relief! And I'm milking it for all it's worth, because the doctor is "hedging her bets" that the baby is coming January 15-22, instead of January 26-ish. We'll see....
On a totally, completely different note: I just saw that People put out a "Gone Too Soon" edition that celebrates the lives of performers who died young (young-ish?). They had freakin' PAULA YATES in there - who is mostly famous for the more-famous men with whom she slept (Bob Geldof, Michael Hutchence), the weird names of her children (Fifi Trixibelle, Heavenly Hiraani Tiger Lily, and so on...), and the fact that she killed herself, rather than her career as a talk show host or whatever. And yet, may I add... NO JEFF BUCKLEY? Puhleeeeeze.
What I'm listening to right now: The sound of the football game on TV in the other room
I just: Talked to our friend Ben on the phone
Now I'm gonna: Do a little online browsing! (Shopping-wise.)
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
I finally get The Question
So, while working with my class of five students - all aged four years, but for one (who is a very mature five-and-a-half) - I finally got The Question.
Student A: Did you have your baby yet?
Me (pointing to my stomach): Nope, it's still in there. You just can't see it as well because I'm wearing black, which is slimming.
(Female student nods approvingly - scary! I was just joking!)
Student B: How is the baby going to get out?
(Uh-oh! Think quickly!)
Me: I'm going to go to the hospital and have the doctor take it out.
Student B: Then the doctor cuts it in half?
(????)
Me: The doctor doesn't cut the baby in half!
Student B: No, your stomach.
(Another student, running late, comes up the portable ramp and distracts the children. Partial success!)
In other news, apparently, the other SLP got "in trouble" (her words) for mentioning that the Pilgrims left England because they wanted to worship God - this was in response to a student's question, mind you. I said, "Yeah, I sanitized that one down to, 'The Pilgrims wanted to live a certain way, and there were mean people being mean to them, and they felt sad, so they got on the Mayflower and came to America.'"
In non-school-related news, I was stunned by my son's admission yesterday. We were playing with his trains at the table, and suddenly, I noticed that he was kind of looking off to the side, with a smile on his place, and then he kind of chuckled. I asked, "Colin - what are you thinking about?" He looked at me and said, "About Gigi, and Grandma, come visit Colin." He was daydreaming! He was reliving his visit to Gigi (great-grandma) with Grandma from the week before (his grammar was off, but I knew of what he was speaking). I said, "Oh, yeah, you had fun! What did you do with Gigi?" He said, "Gigi and Colin eat cheese. 'Oooo, wow, cheese!' Then, we pick oranges, apples. Twist, twist, PULL! Fall down the tree. Pick up."
I can't believe it... we had a conversation. He was reliving memories for me. (And I know it's all true, because my MIL told me what they did last Wednesday!) I am reveling in this episode, because no matter how much book learning you have in your field, when you see your child doing something for the first few times, it's AMAZING.
What I'm listening to: Nothing
I just: Read Defamer
Now I'm gonna: Get Colin from daycare so we can cook dinner together
Student A: Did you have your baby yet?
Me (pointing to my stomach): Nope, it's still in there. You just can't see it as well because I'm wearing black, which is slimming.
(Female student nods approvingly - scary! I was just joking!)
Student B: How is the baby going to get out?
(Uh-oh! Think quickly!)
Me: I'm going to go to the hospital and have the doctor take it out.
Student B: Then the doctor cuts it in half?
(????)
Me: The doctor doesn't cut the baby in half!
Student B: No, your stomach.
(Another student, running late, comes up the portable ramp and distracts the children. Partial success!)
In other news, apparently, the other SLP got "in trouble" (her words) for mentioning that the Pilgrims left England because they wanted to worship God - this was in response to a student's question, mind you. I said, "Yeah, I sanitized that one down to, 'The Pilgrims wanted to live a certain way, and there were mean people being mean to them, and they felt sad, so they got on the Mayflower and came to America.'"
In non-school-related news, I was stunned by my son's admission yesterday. We were playing with his trains at the table, and suddenly, I noticed that he was kind of looking off to the side, with a smile on his place, and then he kind of chuckled. I asked, "Colin - what are you thinking about?" He looked at me and said, "About Gigi, and Grandma, come visit Colin." He was daydreaming! He was reliving his visit to Gigi (great-grandma) with Grandma from the week before (his grammar was off, but I knew of what he was speaking). I said, "Oh, yeah, you had fun! What did you do with Gigi?" He said, "Gigi and Colin eat cheese. 'Oooo, wow, cheese!' Then, we pick oranges, apples. Twist, twist, PULL! Fall down the tree. Pick up."
I can't believe it... we had a conversation. He was reliving memories for me. (And I know it's all true, because my MIL told me what they did last Wednesday!) I am reveling in this episode, because no matter how much book learning you have in your field, when you see your child doing something for the first few times, it's AMAZING.
What I'm listening to: Nothing
I just: Read Defamer
Now I'm gonna: Get Colin from daycare so we can cook dinner together
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Uh, okay...
An awkward "kids (continue to) say the darndest things"...
Today, in speech class:
Four-year-old girl: May I please shut the door?
Me: Is it too loud outside?
Four-year-old girl: Yes.
Me: Okay, go ahead.
Four-year-old boy: Now the door is closed, no one can come and shoot us.
(Comment from husband: "Boy, is that a sign of the times or what?")
What I'm listening to: "Hang Me Out to Dry" - Cold War Kids
I just: Checked out how much it would cost to buy the PLS-4 because I haven't used the Battelle and I just want to get rid of it
Now I'm gonna: Go watch TiVo!
Today, in speech class:
Four-year-old girl: May I please shut the door?
Me: Is it too loud outside?
Four-year-old girl: Yes.
Me: Okay, go ahead.
Four-year-old boy: Now the door is closed, no one can come and shoot us.
(Comment from husband: "Boy, is that a sign of the times or what?")
What I'm listening to: "Hang Me Out to Dry" - Cold War Kids
I just: Checked out how much it would cost to buy the PLS-4 because I haven't used the Battelle and I just want to get rid of it
Now I'm gonna: Go watch TiVo!
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Kids say the darndest things - Thanksgiving edition
Four-year-old boy discusses Thanksgiving with me.
Me: What did the Native Americans teach the Pilgrims to do?
Student: Eat!
Me: Okay, eat, but first they taught the Pilgrims how to grow the food. What did they teach the Pilgrims to grow?
Student: Pizza!
What I'm listening to: Nothing (I'm at work)
I just: Finished working with a group
Now I'm gonna: Go see a private client
Me: What did the Native Americans teach the Pilgrims to do?
Student: Eat!
Me: Okay, eat, but first they taught the Pilgrims how to grow the food. What did they teach the Pilgrims to grow?
Student: Pizza!
What I'm listening to: Nothing (I'm at work)
I just: Finished working with a group
Now I'm gonna: Go see a private client
Saturday, November 17, 2007
No, I didn't forget!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JEFF!!!!
Wish we had a chance to see what else you could do....
The Official Jeff Buckley Website
Wish we had a chance to see what else you could do....
The Official Jeff Buckley Website
Friday, November 16, 2007
The hilarity continues...
Upon walking out of day care, after sunset.
Colin: Dark.
Me: Yeah, it's a little dark.
Colin: No, Mommy, BIIIIG dark.
A four-year-old student opens his mouth like he's going to say something, then shuts it.
Me: Brian, were you going to say something?
Student: Oh, I just forgot that you have a baby in your tummy, then I remembered.
Me: Yes, I do! Good job - you remembered.
Student: Yeah, my mom's getting fat too, but she doesn't have a baby in her tummy.
Me: Okay, I'm not going to tell your mom you said that, but thanks for sharing!
Another four-year-old student, who just saw the "Transformers" movie. If you know the theme song from the cartoon, you'll get this!
Student: C'mon trucks - let's go meet the eye!
My five-year-old student, seeing another student crying.
Student: My daddy said I could only cry if I was bleeding or dying.
What I'm listening to: The washer and dryer
I just: Swiffered the floor
Now I'm gonna: Take a nap!
Colin: Dark.
Me: Yeah, it's a little dark.
Colin: No, Mommy, BIIIIG dark.
A four-year-old student opens his mouth like he's going to say something, then shuts it.
Me: Brian, were you going to say something?
Student: Oh, I just forgot that you have a baby in your tummy, then I remembered.
Me: Yes, I do! Good job - you remembered.
Student: Yeah, my mom's getting fat too, but she doesn't have a baby in her tummy.
Me: Okay, I'm not going to tell your mom you said that, but thanks for sharing!
Another four-year-old student, who just saw the "Transformers" movie. If you know the theme song from the cartoon, you'll get this!
Student: C'mon trucks - let's go meet the eye!
My five-year-old student, seeing another student crying.
Student: My daddy said I could only cry if I was bleeding or dying.
What I'm listening to: The washer and dryer
I just: Swiffered the floor
Now I'm gonna: Take a nap!
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Fun With Kids
Working with preschoolers can, occasionally, be fun!
While testing a student to see if he can describe others accurately:
Me: How do I look? Tell me about my clothes, my hair, stuff like that.
Little boy: Pretty!
While our group matches up "cold" things with the snowman picture and "hot" things with the sun picture:
Little boy, pointing to the snowman picture: It's cold in winter.
Little girl: Ohhhhh! I've never BEEN to winter before!
Little boy telling his mom about another little boy, who is on the autistic spectrum and usually doesn't communicate well:
Little boy: Mom! He talks! I said, "Do you want to come to circle time?" and he said, "No!"
What I'm listening to: Colin talking to me
I just: Called a store about glider rockers
Now I'm gonna: Go outside to play!
While testing a student to see if he can describe others accurately:
Me: How do I look? Tell me about my clothes, my hair, stuff like that.
Little boy: Pretty!
While our group matches up "cold" things with the snowman picture and "hot" things with the sun picture:
Little boy, pointing to the snowman picture: It's cold in winter.
Little girl: Ohhhhh! I've never BEEN to winter before!
Little boy telling his mom about another little boy, who is on the autistic spectrum and usually doesn't communicate well:
Little boy: Mom! He talks! I said, "Do you want to come to circle time?" and he said, "No!"
What I'm listening to: Colin talking to me
I just: Called a store about glider rockers
Now I'm gonna: Go outside to play!
Friday, September 28, 2007
Still pickin' on whiners
Poor, poor Ryan Adams. Dude puts out, like, six albums per year, and still he can't get a decent sound system at a concert? So what does he do? He throws a fit. Boo hoo: what a baby! Of course, in this month's SPIN Magazine, he also insists that the Grateful Dead are a punk band. Uh-huh.
Now, for the anti-whiner: have you checked out the Swedish TV host who threw up on-air because of menstrual cramps? Now THAT is a pro. THAT is someone with balls. Ryan Adams, you could take a lesson from Miss Eva Nazemson.
(If you're feeling strong, check out the video here, with English subtitles.
What I'm listening to: Colin singing the Alphabet Song
I just: Ate lunch, read the news on CNN.com
Now I'm gonna: Play with Colin before naptime
Now, for the anti-whiner: have you checked out the Swedish TV host who threw up on-air because of menstrual cramps? Now THAT is a pro. THAT is someone with balls. Ryan Adams, you could take a lesson from Miss Eva Nazemson.
(If you're feeling strong, check out the video here, with English subtitles.
What I'm listening to: Colin singing the Alphabet Song
I just: Ate lunch, read the news on CNN.com
Now I'm gonna: Play with Colin before naptime
Monday, September 10, 2007
For shame, for shame
Part 1: Vanessa Hudgens
So, she took cheescake photos. And, apparently, she did the same thing as a 15-16 year old (sending the pics to a co-star in a TV show). The girl's judgement is not spot-on. But I'm sure MANY of these tsk-tsking moms who are quoted as saying, "Well, my eight-year-old daughter is NOT going to be a fan anymore," pr'y have their own Naked Photo Past. But they're not famous, and no one wants to see them naked. Plus, just tell your kid, "She took naked photos, and someone found them. That's why you don't take naked photos. We all learned something here today!"
Part 2: Britney Spears
This is where the real shame comes in. Her VMA performance was just.... sad. Her outfit was too skimpy for her current figure. She could barely keep her balance in those boots. And her dancing - well, it wasn't really dancing now, was it. It was Brit-Brit, looking uncomfortable, shifting her weight from foot to foot, letting the backup dancers do all of the work. Ouch. Where is her management? This could have been a golden moment! And the pained looks of other entertainers in the audience were too much. (My favorite: 50 Cent. Some talking head made the comment later to the effect that "50 Cent got shot nine times, and even HE thought this was more painful.") Oh, oh, Britney. Lament!
Right now I'm listening to: The pro football game audio from the living room
I just: Finished Photoshopping clip art for my students tomorrow (first day!)
Now I'm gonna: Eat some ice cream!
So, she took cheescake photos. And, apparently, she did the same thing as a 15-16 year old (sending the pics to a co-star in a TV show). The girl's judgement is not spot-on. But I'm sure MANY of these tsk-tsking moms who are quoted as saying, "Well, my eight-year-old daughter is NOT going to be a fan anymore," pr'y have their own Naked Photo Past. But they're not famous, and no one wants to see them naked. Plus, just tell your kid, "She took naked photos, and someone found them. That's why you don't take naked photos. We all learned something here today!"
Part 2: Britney Spears
This is where the real shame comes in. Her VMA performance was just.... sad. Her outfit was too skimpy for her current figure. She could barely keep her balance in those boots. And her dancing - well, it wasn't really dancing now, was it. It was Brit-Brit, looking uncomfortable, shifting her weight from foot to foot, letting the backup dancers do all of the work. Ouch. Where is her management? This could have been a golden moment! And the pained looks of other entertainers in the audience were too much. (My favorite: 50 Cent. Some talking head made the comment later to the effect that "50 Cent got shot nine times, and even HE thought this was more painful.") Oh, oh, Britney. Lament!
Right now I'm listening to: The pro football game audio from the living room
I just: Finished Photoshopping clip art for my students tomorrow (first day!)
Now I'm gonna: Eat some ice cream!
Thursday, September 06, 2007
And now, in other news...
Ever wanted to drive a Daihatsu? Ever felt like a closeted gay man ready for some annoyingly repetitive guitar work? Work your way over to the German Daihatsu Trevis website and test-drive a shirtless cowboy, a possibly WWII-era airman... partially undressed, or a Great Gatsby-esque, um, baseball player-type who is... uh... again, half-naked. Watch them dance! Watch them pose! Wonder exactly to whom the Trevis is being targeted! (Not soccer moms. Or just very, very naive soccer moms.)
Click "go" under each gentleman to enjoy some awkward dancing.
Hmmm.
iPhone, waaa waaa waaa, pfthhhhhhhhhhhh!
So, apparently, angry first-generation iPhone users (should I say version 1.0?) are blasting Steve Jobs, threatening to rip him a new one, because they bought the iPhone before its price cut. Thus begins my multi-point post:
Why These iPhone Users Are Whiny Little Bitches
(1) They were early adopters. Many things are much more expensive in their early iterations. You don't see my parents begging for money back on their big honkin' microwave they bought back in 1980, now, do you? They got use out of it and enjoyed it! (For many, many years, actually.)
(2) They just HAD to have the iPhone. Now! Yesterday! Be the first ones in line! They wanted to walk around with their iPhones, show everyone their iPhones, brag about their iPhones, blog about the iPhones. They wanted to be hip! In-the-know! So... they paid full price and got the attention and "cool credit". Now they're complaining?
(3) Want that latest outfit at your favorite store? Buy it now, full price, and wear it before anyone else. Wait a month, and it will go on sale for 20% off. Wait another two weeks, and it's 40% off. It's your choice. It's a free country. If you paid full price for the iPhone, flaws and all, because you needed it FIRST, you weren't going to get it at a discount.
I'm surprised that Steve Jobs is offering a $100 credit. He's known for being stubborn, controlling, and kind of a freak (living in Silicon Valley, I know people who know him). Live it and breathe it, Steve! You're going easy on these people! They're your slaves, and they'll keep crawling back for the Next Best Thing that you create!
Some people just need to GROW UP.
Right now I'm listening to: "What Goes Around Comes Around" by Justin Timberlake (wow, the irony)
I just: Read the news online (of course!)
Now I'm gonna: Go get my chai tea latte out of the microwave... that will be replaced as SOON AS THERE'S A SALE, DAMMIT!
Why These iPhone Users Are Whiny Little Bitches
(1) They were early adopters. Many things are much more expensive in their early iterations. You don't see my parents begging for money back on their big honkin' microwave they bought back in 1980, now, do you? They got use out of it and enjoyed it! (For many, many years, actually.)
(2) They just HAD to have the iPhone. Now! Yesterday! Be the first ones in line! They wanted to walk around with their iPhones, show everyone their iPhones, brag about their iPhones, blog about the iPhones. They wanted to be hip! In-the-know! So... they paid full price and got the attention and "cool credit". Now they're complaining?
(3) Want that latest outfit at your favorite store? Buy it now, full price, and wear it before anyone else. Wait a month, and it will go on sale for 20% off. Wait another two weeks, and it's 40% off. It's your choice. It's a free country. If you paid full price for the iPhone, flaws and all, because you needed it FIRST, you weren't going to get it at a discount.
I'm surprised that Steve Jobs is offering a $100 credit. He's known for being stubborn, controlling, and kind of a freak (living in Silicon Valley, I know people who know him). Live it and breathe it, Steve! You're going easy on these people! They're your slaves, and they'll keep crawling back for the Next Best Thing that you create!
Some people just need to GROW UP.
Right now I'm listening to: "What Goes Around Comes Around" by Justin Timberlake (wow, the irony)
I just: Read the news online (of course!)
Now I'm gonna: Go get my chai tea latte out of the microwave... that will be replaced as SOON AS THERE'S A SALE, DAMMIT!
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
That's not what I meant
Scene: I was reading the picture book "Out and About" with Colin before his nap today. On the food page, there is a partially unwrapped bar of chocolate.
Me: Look!
Colin: Whadat?
Me: A bar of chocolate. Daddy likes that.
Colin: (pointing down hallway, toward the computer) Chokit Wain!
Yes, the hubby must stop enjoying the YouTube sensation "Chocolate Rain" with Colin. Immediately.
Right now I'm listening to: Nothing at the moment
I just: Read my e-mail
Now I'm gonna: Take a nap!
Me: Look!
Colin: Whadat?
Me: A bar of chocolate. Daddy likes that.
Colin: (pointing down hallway, toward the computer) Chokit Wain!
Yes, the hubby must stop enjoying the YouTube sensation "Chocolate Rain" with Colin. Immediately.
Right now I'm listening to: Nothing at the moment
I just: Read my e-mail
Now I'm gonna: Take a nap!
Thursday, August 30, 2007
More "reunion" weekend photos
We LOVED going up to Bellevue for Will and Nichole's wedding. Here are more pics from the weekend.
The magnificent newlyweds. I can't believe Will is married - I remember when he was born! And it was such a joy to meet Nichole - she is a lovely, lovely girl. Looking forward to getting to know her better!
No babies were harmed in the making of this photo - no matter what Matthew's face says!
Colin and Matthew chatting away.
The magnificent newlyweds. I can't believe Will is married - I remember when he was born! And it was such a joy to meet Nichole - she is a lovely, lovely girl. Looking forward to getting to know her better!
No babies were harmed in the making of this photo - no matter what Matthew's face says!
Colin and Matthew chatting away.
Right now I'm listening to: The a/c unit. Again.
I just: Came back from job #1.
Now I'm gonna: See a private client. Ciao!
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
The White House and someonesmom
Here we are! Two bloggers/cousins with our boys. My family had a great time visiting Bellevue for Cousin Will's wedding. More pics forthcoming.
Right now I'm listening to: The a/c unit (that's not a new band)
I just: Finished a webinar on accent modification
Now I'm gonna: Walk over to daycare to get the little guy
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
Thursday, August 02, 2007
My picky, picky music lover
Colin and his uncle rocking out, Debussy-style
On the way to day care this morning, Colin and I were listening to the radio. Upon arrival, I turned off the car. Colin utter a cry of dismay. I said, "What's wrong?" He started tapping his hands on his thighs. "Oh, you wanted to finish listening to the song?" He smiled and nodded. I turned the radio back on and he got right back to grooving.
The song? "Hand in Pocket" by Alanis Morissette.
Right now I'm listening to: "Plowed" by Sponge
I just: Came back from seeing a client
Now I'm gonna: Eat lunch
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
"New" Jeff Buckley video
Right now I'm listening to: "Grey in L.A." by Loudon Wainwright III
I just: Read "Les deux pieds sur Terre"
Now I'm gonna: Check my e-mail
Monday, July 30, 2007
Countdown
Baby #2 is on the way!
And in no way do the stories coming out of my moms' group freak me out.
Most women are having their second kids with three pushes, while the nurse screams, "Don't push - the doctor isn't here! He's at Chevy's having taquitos and a margarita!"
We've had one get in the shower when her contractions started, only to deliver the baby in the tub with her husband.
We've had another deliver in her living room with her husband, her mother, her mother-in-law, and two firefighters. One firefighter kept telling her to get into the "proper birthing position, on your back," while she screamed, "That's not the proper birthing position!!!" So when her son shot out into the firefighter's hands, the baby immediately sprayed everyone in attendance with pee... including into the firefighter's mouth. Aw.
And yet, I'm still remaining positive. No pun intended.
Meanwhile, Colin has been practicing his counting and alphabet.
Colin, counting Cheerios: Two, fee, five, sick, seben, eight, nine, ten... eight, nine, X, Y, Z!
Colin, doing his alphabet puzzle: "R, T, double-oo, X, Y, Z!"
It's a start.
And in no way do the stories coming out of my moms' group freak me out.
Most women are having their second kids with three pushes, while the nurse screams, "Don't push - the doctor isn't here! He's at Chevy's having taquitos and a margarita!"
We've had one get in the shower when her contractions started, only to deliver the baby in the tub with her husband.
We've had another deliver in her living room with her husband, her mother, her mother-in-law, and two firefighters. One firefighter kept telling her to get into the "proper birthing position, on your back," while she screamed, "That's not the proper birthing position!!!" So when her son shot out into the firefighter's hands, the baby immediately sprayed everyone in attendance with pee... including into the firefighter's mouth. Aw.
And yet, I'm still remaining positive. No pun intended.
Meanwhile, Colin has been practicing his counting and alphabet.
Colin, counting Cheerios: Two, fee, five, sick, seben, eight, nine, ten... eight, nine, X, Y, Z!
Colin, doing his alphabet puzzle: "R, T, double-oo, X, Y, Z!"
It's a start.
Friday, July 13, 2007
So over it
What's up with emo girls doing that weird thing with their lips when they have their pictures taken?
Just wondering.
I was looking at scene hair and started feeling pissed off.
Just wondering.
I was looking at scene hair and started feeling pissed off.
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