No, seriously. That’s not a college dorm, or the sink at your office. That’s in my kitchen, right now. Read more →
Category: Scott
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 →
Baby, I’d get lost in Shafter with you any day.
When we met, I was fifteen and he was fourteen and I thought he was the best looking boy I’d ever seen. I wore a lot of glitter and drank Mountain Dew. He wore a fedora, and smoked lucky strikes unfiltered. I never dreamed that a lifetime from then we’d have created a life, a family, a future together. Happy… Read more →
The Science of Sleep
One morning last week, I woke up around 6:45 – like I do every morning, fed Dee – like I do every morning, then snuck out of bed leaving my sleeping baby to snuggle with her Daddy for an hour or so while I got the day started…like I do every morning. So imagine my surprise when not ten minutes… Read more →
Loves of My Life.
I’d be lost without you. 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 →
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 →
Eleven years ago today…
…he kissed me. Read more →