Author: Morgan
How Big is Delilah?
Hi. I’m Delilah Georgie. Tomorrow, I will be one year old. You know how you can tell? Because of my super fancy big-girl gladiator sandals. Seriously. Check these bad girls out: {And don’t they make my legs look shapely? And isn’t it awesome how my parents gave me the WHOLE ENTIRE LIVING ROOM for my playroom? Who needs grown up… Read more →
Breastfeeding Sucks.
We never had a problem getting her to latch. There was never an issue with supply. The girl has been crazy for boobie since I squeezed her out my lady bits, and I’ve hated {almost} every second of it. Not at first. When she was first born and they handed her to me and she started rooting I wanted to… Read more →
Absolutely Fabulous
My favorite purveyors of fabulous stationery, FABULOUS STATIONERY, has taken up residence here on The818 with a {fabulous} sidebar ad, and since I’m so excited to see their pretty pictures up on my site again, I thought I’d take a moment to point them out to you {fabulously}. They’ve just opened up their 1$ card shop, where you can purchase… Read more →
Flashback: T-Minus 1 week.
LOW RIDER {originally published October 1, 2009} Normally, I like to keep my belly self-portraits confined to the belly, but this week, in hopes that it will be the last picture I take, I thought I should record myself in all of my swollen glory – my engorged nose and sausage fingers are providing plenty of fuel for my raging… Read more →
I do. I totally still do.
For our first anniversary, we got each other tickets to the playoffs and ate year-old cake. (Dodgers vs. Cubbies…*sigh* the good ‘ol days.) For our second anniversary, I was nine months pregnant, and we ordered dinner from a local italian restaurant and uh…tried to induce labor, if you know what I mean. (obviously you do. you’re not 12.) Nine days… Read more →
For Better or For Wearst[ler]
These Kelly Wearstler for Sferra pillows are on loco sale at Gilt right now, and if I thought $400 in pillows was an appropriate use of my hard-earned cash, I would totally be all over them. It’s dangerous when I have money to spend. There’s no telling what kind of crazy frivolous nonsense I might try to throw it at,… Read more →
‘Ol Blue Eyes
Originally I was just coming on to post my new favorite picture of Delilah, but then I titled it ‘Ol Blue Eyes and it reminded me of this hilariously snarky letter a cranky Sinatra wrote to Chicago Daily News Columnist Mike Royko after he questioned the integrity of Frank’s hair, amongst other things, and I just had to share it.… Read more →
The house the ocean built
What you’re looking at is the side of a building designed [specifically for Dubai’s unique conditions] to grow it’s own exterior from sea salt that’s filtered through a series of exoskeletal pipes using scarcely more than evaporation and gravity. I’m partially creeped out (pretty much by anything that has an exoskeleton), partially amazed by the creative and scientific genius… Read more →
Garfunkel & Oates
You might remember their breakout hit “Pregnant Women are Smug” and now the brilliance that is Garfunkel and Oates are back with this dirty little ditty about handjobs, with special appearance by The Nerdist. Enjoy. Read more →