We all know I loathe that holier-than-thou egomaniac Kara Dioguardi. But when she got up to upstage the only American Idol personality I find less appealing than herself (actually one of two, Tatiana Del Toro being the other) I found myself brimming with newfound respect for the newest and most obnoxious judge. Bikini girl [aka Katrina Darrell,] whom they somehow… Read more →
Month: May 2009
Thar She Grows.
20 weeks. How pregnant I look is still varying from day to day, based on how much Chili I can stuff in there, or how recently I visited the ladies room. Scott disagrees, but I can’t help but think the bump has been reduced back to lump this week. Thanks to my awesome friend Heather @ Childish Clothing, I now… Read more →
Well, Scott’s screwed.
It’s a girl! It was so incredible to see her on the ultrasound – I still can’t believe this beauty is in my belly. I fell so madly in love the second her little face came up on the [huge] ultrasound screen, I almost forgot about the firepoker that seems to have lodged itself in the center of my ribcage… Read more →
Nope, it’s not a dildo…
It’s a portable ultrasound machine for your [windows based] cell phone. (Although in my bachelorette party-planning days I did stumble across a dildo that hooks up to the iPod playlist of your choice.) Unfortch, I have an iPhone, so I won’t be able to see my wee one while I wait at the car wash, or when someone’s running late… Read more →
Oh, Nanna Ditzel.
Nanna Ditzel, Danish design’s leading lady, gives me something else to drool over, with her stunning (and now, quite expensive and hard to find) high chair, circa 1955. I’ve always day dreamed about a few of her wicker egg chairs hanging on the back patio, and (thanks to the always enlightening Alex) I can now add this children’s piece to… Read more →
The Debilitating Fear of Mom Jeans
In a few weeks, I’ll be 28. Which really seems SO OLD to me. I know anyone over 30 reading this is laughing right now, and probably finds themselves gripped by an overwhelming urge to pat me on the head (or punch me in the face, depending on your sense of humor) but despite the fact that I know I’ve… Read more →
*sigh* An open letter to Miss California.
Carrie Prejean, please shut up. I restrained myself when I read the hilarious news that the Miss California organization had paid for your breast implants so you’d “perform better on the national stage.” (You embarass me more than the Governator.) Then you used your time on the Miss USA pageant to speak out against same sex marriage. (Congratulations on getting… Read more →
Leave Jon and Kate Alone!
Leave them alone!!! If I was a semi-androgynous teenager, I might crawl under my covers and record a video on their behalf, but I’m not, so instead, you get this blog entry. Sure, Jon and Kate Gosselin have capitalized on their 8 children and have gone from a struggling family living in too-tight quarters to a family of psuedo-celebs in… Read more →
This Guy.
Yesterday morning, Scott went out for coffee, and came back with a pot of tulips and a card thanking me for carrying our baby. This guy always knows how to bring meaning to a Hallmark Holiday. Back when I was a freshman in college, professing my love for my long-distance boyfriend and swearing up and down that I was… Read more →
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom.
I love you. Read more →