Monthly Archives: February 2012

Of Girls AND BOY

I just found out that my brother and my sister-in-law are having their fourth baby girl. I’m so unreasonably excited for them. From the moment I found out she was pregnant, I knew it was a girl. I just knew. She laughed. “My doctor told me that if I was…

I Wanted To Like Your Dress BUT

… Well, this is a fun 2012 Oscars game. Perhaps not quite as fun as the Scorsese drinking game, but this one leaves you feeling a little less woozy and pukey on the other end. Bonus! So, it’s no secret that I always have high hopes for fashion at the…

On Not Performing Chris Brown. It’s Not JUST A SONG.

So. I just posted this on my daughter’s Facebook wall. She’s just three weeks shy of 11. And then I cried like an infant. My daughter, who is not quite 11, came to me a few weeks ago to tell me that she and some friends were planning to perform…

A Fashion Crime

It’s very important that we discuss this. Very important. It’s bad enough that I had to see a full-grown woman walk through the Atlanta airport in giraffe-print slacks (Also, how horrible is the word slacks? It’s really right up there with moist and ooze) and a full-grown woman in flannel…

Journey 2: The Mysterious Nipples

Sometime this afternoon, after I had shoved an amazing bagel down my gullet, I found myself in the back of my brother’s van, headed to the movies with my three lovely little nieces. I had no idea what we were seeing, although I was pretty convinced it wasn’t My Week…

At Least I Don’t Smell Like Shawarma. Or Something.

This static electricity problem has become A SITUATION. What I wanted to blame on Toronto, and then on Ottawa and now on Atlanta, I can’t really, as it seems to be a ME problem. I seriously look like I have been on 3-2-1 Contact and was involved in some experiment….

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