So I caved to the drunkards and on Monday evening the husband and I got a tree. A big ol’ 8 foot tree. And actually, it’s really nice for a change because for the last four years we’ve gotten rather small flocked trees to fit our rather small living space. …and this is how much …
After a dinner at Gyu Kaku last night with husband and friend Timmy which included them drinking 2.75 bottles of Sake and 2 beers each, an unavoidable trip to the Christmas tree lot accompanied by two drunkards trying to sell me on the idea of rearranging our living room furniture to fit an 8ft tree, …
William Klein 1956 Fernand Fonssagrives 1942 William Klein 1958 Why do cigarettes and fashion go hand in hand? Why is smoking so sexy and so nasty at the same time? And why oh why does it still beckon me to inhale? I am proud to say that I am a quitter but must admit that …
No matter how I begin this post, I get a bit teary-eyed. This is Kelley and she is my cousin but mostly, she is my best friend. We’re about 5 months apart in age and from the time we were born until we were about 14, we only really saw each other on holidays and …
I mean, how long have kids been going as Tinkerbell for Halloween? Forever, right? I was 4 years old here and it took about an hour on the phone last night with my mom to figure that out. I knew it though. I remembered. Because I think the same year, she went as a man …
For one week out of each month, I lose my mind. (please tell me I’m not the only one who experiences complete madness during her period) It happens every single month, yet I am never prepared for it. N.E.V.E.R. During these 5-7 days, all rational thought goes out the door and is replaced with fear, …
Okay, It is confirmed. I am a drama queen. I went to the “Lady Doctor” yesterday afternoon to get some blood taken and almost fainted. Yes, you read correctly. If I had not LAID DOWN ON THE FLOOR, I would have completely passed out and most likely knocked myself unconscious. Here’s the story: The nurse …
I’ve ALWAYS wanted to learn how to play the piano. When I was in my early teens, we somehow managed to get an organ for free and I taught myself a bunch of songs by ear. But I could never use both hands or read music very well. We have a neighbor who teaches piano …
For the past couple of years there has been a rather large shift in fashion, a generation gap, if you will, which is reminiscent of generations past. When I see people on the streets, I can usually guess their age by what they are wearing and that interests me. I almost feel like my grandma …
Yesterday afternoon my husband and I had our first “together” visit to the gynecologist to make sure we’re doing everything right as we embark on the next phase of our lives: baby making. {and a routine yearly check-up for me} Needless to say, this was not the most comfortable situation for Pep {though he met …
It’s an unusually busy week for us! Last night we headed to The Derby to check out my uncle’s band Sitcom Neighbor and they were awesome! It’s so great to see my uncle wailing on the drums. We’re a very musical family. My grandpa and two uncles are drummers and my late grandma and her …
Penthouse Pool I LOVE photographer Slim Aarons work. LOVE. Not sure if I made that clear but in case you didn’t get that, it’s love. The pools, the beaches, the houses, the 1960’s and 1970’s and 1980’s fabulousity …uh, it’s my dream life. I’m particularly fond of {feeling fabulous} entertaining at home and especially throwing …
Circa: 2008 Circa: 1988 …yes, they are the same pair. Note* the title of this post is actually a line from the chorus of a Hyper Crush song called Discotech. One last one… because it’s all gritty and makes me laugh (also from 2008)
I am so bored right now (and by right now I mean in general, not this exact nowness) that I can’t even come up with anything interesting to post about. I think the heat has zapped my inspiration of anything creative. It’s possible that everything just seams lame to me right now which means I’m …
June 12 (2007), a new anniversary for me. Last April I scheduled an appointment with a new gynecologist who also happened to be an infertility specialist. I went in for the normal yearly check-up; got weighed (fun), changed into a paper towel (awesome), and sat on the wax papered table and waited for the Dr. …
