Thursday, June 28, 2007

The Go-Go's

And I am outta here! Won't have time to post for awhile as I'll be chasing the rugrats around for the next week or so (god help us all). If you see a deranged woman running wild in the streets, it's probably me running from the kids! Have a great summer!

Monday, June 18, 2007

meh. i don't have much to say. i wish grace and edie could read and write...they have something to say from sun up to sun down, and then some. i used to think "mommy" was a beautiful word.....

grace was put under general aneasthetic (sp?) this weekend for some dental work - girlfriend had some MAJOR cleaning/filling in to do. i was a little worried that she'd come out with a grill like this - but they actually did a wonderful job and she has just two stainless steel caps on her teeth. $2800 - who knew? she did great - i could feel her little heart pounding, she was scared as they put the mask on her, (so was I for that matter) and she just drifted off to sleep. the crazy thing was that she was staring at me when she was sleeping. the nurse assured me that she was asleep, so i reluctantly left the room. it's so unnatural to see your child in an induced sleep. it must be weird for them to work on a patient with their eyes open - i wonder if they gently close them? the doctor said she'd be on the couch all day, early to bed, lacking energy. heh heh heh. right. he had no clue who he was talking about. she insisted that we run her that night to expend some of her energy. if you could see atoms, you would see a kajillion bouncing around miss. g

Tuesday, June 12, 2007



I'm tall-ish therefore I'm old-ish

Grace and I got into an argument tonight....a little more heated on my end than hers (I don't think she realized it was an argument). We were talking about my family, and talking about the order of ages of everyone in my family. It's obvious Nanny and Grandad are OLD because they have the "crinkles". My brother and I are apparently about the same age because we are about the same height (actually, he's got five years on me). The kicker was that I'm WAAAYYYY older than my sister (who is 10 years my senior, thank you very much) because I'm taller than her. Do you remember thinking this when you were little? That height = seniority? It totally brings me back to that time when short = young, tall = old, long hair = princess qualities, short hair = boy, pool - rich. Sadly, I also thought that friends with divorced parents = the luckiest kids on earth because they pretty much got to do whatever they wanted.
I'm going to pick Grace's brain a little bit more for these philosophies - I'm really curious to see the world again through a 5 year old's eyes.

Monday, June 04, 2007



Well, I'm pretty sure only 4 people read this blog (Thanks Chantal, Alison, Jo and Christopher); and two of you already know what I look like (God help you). Well, today at the doctor's office, I held the elevator door open for a man who was moving slowly, walking with with a cane. We exchanged pleasantries, and he then shyly remarked that I look a lot like Debbie Reynolds and "exude her warmth". Hmmm, that's a first, but I like it. I'm going to take this celebrity comparison over the last one I had - when "Leaving Las Vegas" first came out years ago, I would walk down the street and strangers would walk up to me and tell me how much I look like Elizabeth Shue
- yes, apparently I bore a striking resemblance to a down and out prostitute, and people seemed to think it was okay to excitedly point this out to me. Debbie Reynolds? I've come a long way baby!