It’s days like this that I think to myself it’s time to grow up and stop storing stuff at my parent’s house. Case in point, my Bat-Mitzvah album, which is a time capsule of early 90’s hilarity, and would have certainly provided some excellent imagery for this post. But I’m too busy organizing the crap I am storing at my… Read more →
Category: The Trivial
Things that arrived in the mail.
Part of cleaning out our “nursery” has included a massive sell-off of everything we’re not using. It’s been a while since I’ve spent some real time on eBay or Craigslist, but in the last few weeks I’ve been a selling/trading/bidding madwoman and we’ve been able to buy just about everything we needed for the office/nursery switchover from the money we’re… Read more →
How Patriotic Are You?
Patriotic enough to wear these hand-made Old Glory Boob Tassles (aka pasties) from BedroomBeauties Etsy Shop? Because I think they’re pretty creative. (Nah, I’m not buying them – but you should be my guest.) Our fourth was spent chowing down on delicious BBQ with some of our nearest and dearest. Since we didn’t want Katie’s mind to explode from jealousy,… Read more →
The Infield
Contrary to popular [snobby westsider] belief, The Valley actually has some very tasty places to eat. Case in point: The Infield, formerly The Dip, a hotdog stand which serves delicious Dodger Dogs year round…along with pastrami dogs (totally off my list of stuff to eat, but so good) chili cheese dogs, and all kinds of other delicious things. It’s also… Read more →
Sweet Dreams.
Sometimes I can’t help but wonder who they’re marketing towards with modern baby furniture. Like the Ooba Nest Bassinet, for example. Okay Ooba, you got me. I want your bassinet. It’s beautiful, elegant, matches my existing decor, and turns into a toybox/play table when baby is done with it. But you’ve priced it at $800. I feel compelled to ask: … Read more →
The Ultimate Accessory
First of all, how gorgeous is Emma? I know, right? A couple of weeks ago, Scott and I got our asses out of bed, and trudged over to the Marmalade Cafe, to meet Emma and Mike for brunch. (This was back when I was still allowed to eat those delicious potatoes they serve.) I arrived looking haggard and… Read more →
Some seriously freaky shit.
Sometimes (like yesterday, when I finish a very long blog post) I think to myself: “I have way too much free time.” But then I see things like this, and I’m certain that there are people in this world who have more free time (and longer attention spans, and less body dysmorphia) than I do. Sure, some of these are… Read more →
Apparently, I used to be cool, too.
So, a comment from my friend Eric yesterday (he was dissapointed that I had blogged about J&K+8…but c’mon – Jon IS a total douchnozzle) got me thinking. Has pregnancy made me soft? Has my sense of humor gone the way of my ass and turned to complete mush? I did used to post about absurd news stories and flying… Read more →
Jon, you used to be cool.
When the Gosselins first became tabloid fodder, I really felt for them (and blamed Octomom.) I’d watched their show casually for a couple of years, and I felt like this was just a sweet little family in an unexpected situation making the best of it. I live in the world, so it’s been hard NOT to be somewhat aware… Read more →
I’m like a caricature of a pregnant girl.
Spotted in my refrigerator: an ode to both placenta brain and cliche pregnancy cravings. Apparently every time I go to the market, I buy a fresh jar of pickles. Meanwhile, my legs are swollen to the size of small trees, and I’m pretty sure I’ve started waddling. And can someone explain to me why people feel the need to constantly… Read more →
