While I was pregnant with Delilah, I noticed a change in my husband. All of a sudden, our recycling was perfectly separated, our Countertop Compost Keeper was in regular use, and we stopped forgetting our re-usable grocery bags every time we went to the market. Little things. But a change none-the-less. There’s nothing to remind you that you’re bequeathing the… Read more →
Author: Morgan
Loves of My Life.
I’d be lost without you. Read more →
Sunshine and Rose Bowls
On Sunday we had a lovely stroll through the Flea Market with Randi and Adam. We mostly window [tent] shopped, but I did score this beauty for my vertical garden project: (Until we’re ready for it in the yard, we’re letting it live out it’s final days as a room divider and Dee is enjoying the patterns it makes on… Read more →
One Hundred and Eighty One Days
Six months. It’s been six months since I gave birth to the most amazing little human being I’ve ever met. So without further ado, I give you: Enter Delilah: Part I. (That’s right. There are parts.) It’s Wednesday October 7th, 2009. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and I have my 39 week appointment with my… Read more →
Boys of Summer
So on Saturday, Scott, Dee and I headed out to Elysian Park for a little pre-season freeway series, and also, Dee’s first visit to Dodger Stadium, which was very exciting [for Scott and I. Dee slept through most of it.] Dodgers vs. Angels. An LA baseball fan’s dream (I’ll pause here for the requisite jokes about LA Fans showing up… Read more →
The EastOver Bunny
I’m just gonna go ahead and let my inner Jewish child come out and say it: “How come all the stuff for Easter is so much cuter than all the stuff for Passover?” Because while Dee enjoyed her plush bag of Plagues, and the adorable Matzoh-Bib Grandma Margie got for her (pictured, right) the image of an infant using a… Read more →
Not-So-Easy Chair
Remember when I said that Scott was going to reupholster our Plycraft Lounger himself? I bet you guys thought I was lying because then I never showed you the finished product. But we did actually do it! (Again WE in these situations is Scott, although I held the staples.) A little back story: Grandpa Barry (Delilah’s Grandpa, not our… Read more →
Succulent Green
The arrival of this CB2 Catalog on my doorstep reminds me of two things: 1. Summer is coming. (I’d be more excited if I didn’t still look pregnant in my ass.) 2. Our Backyard is…in even worse shape than it was when I whined about what bad shape it was in last summer. But last summer, we neglected our yard… Read more →
Technical Difficulties
It’s not your imagination. This site has been slowly imploding over the past few days, beginning with some feed issues, restricted access, then a white screen of death that locked out even me, followed comments and categories which stopped functioning, and culminating (hopefully) in this current issue where all of my internal links seem to have suddenly stopped working. In… Read more →
Some like it hot. Some don’t.
Usually (despite the wee-hours-of-the-morning battles that have become a ritual in this house) bed time is fairly painless for Dee. Darkness, Uncle Alex’s lullaby’s, and nursing are her cryptonite, and she’s usually out in a matter of minutes. Occasionally, if her gums are bothering her, or she’s having a bad poo, or she’s got the gas (sorry future Dee,… Read more →