You may have already seen the latest installment of Franz Hoffmeester’s ongoing project “Portrait of Lotte” in which we can now watch his daughter Lotte age from birth to 14 in a beautifully crafted and what many are calling “heartbreaking” four tiny minutes. But last night, when I showed it to my husband, (who — quick update — is currently… Read more →
Category: Things Scott Says
Car Talk With My Husband
Recently, Scott’s been having some trouble with his Jeep. (It’s worth noting here that when a car guy says they’re having car trouble, it can be hard to discern if it’s a bad transmission or if he just means he need some “me time”.) At any rate, it appears that this time the car trouble is legit because yesterday he… Read more →
I Think Next Year We’re Going Artificial
I mean, really. I told Scott I thought this might be our last year with a real tree and he was very skeptical. So then I tried to get him to share my vision by describing our awesome white fake tree with technicolor ornaments and if he was really worried about missing the smell of evergreen in our house {uh,… Read more →
Father/Daughter Conversations
[That is the Lalaloopsy Crumbs Dress that Delilah got for her birthday. She is obsessed with it, only she thinks it is the dress Belle wore in Beauty And The Beast. Last night, outfitted in her new favorite frock, fancy shoes, and a gold purse, she announced she was going to the store. When she “returned” the following conversation took… Read more →
Can We Talk About Back Hair?
Riddle me this, blog readers… Scott and I have been together for thirteen years. Married for five. And…y’know, when and a man and a woman share that kind of intimacy for that length of time…shit can get weird. Here’s one of those instances: Every day…or at least often, my husband requests that I do something that he thinks is part… Read more →
Things Scott Says
Oh, I’m sorry, I misunderstood. Birds with elephantitis DO belong at the Zoo. Read more →
Things Scott Says
Scott: Hey, Babe? Me: Yeah, Babe? Scott: Do you know where her tiny little hair brush is? I want to brush her tiny little hair. Me: (Nothing, because I had a heart attack. Y’know, from the cuteness.) Read more →
Things Scott Says
On me going to get a pedicure later: “Make sure you leave enough milk. If she starts screaming because she’s hungry I want to make sure there’s something I can do other than just send out hate hoping it gets to you.” Read more →
Things Scott Says #2
(critiquing a performance on American Idol) “The first half was way better than the second half – once she started going all fast she just started to look fat. You know you made a bad song choice if singing it makes you look fat.” Read more →
Things Scott Says #1
Regarding being on top of a building as tall as Encore Las Vegas: “I would vomit, shit myself, have a heart attack, die, wake up, think ‘woah I just had a crazy dream‘ then realize it wasn’t a dream, vomit, shit myself, have a heart attack, and die again. And then hit the floor.” Read more →