1. The Boots is three
    three years ago this was me. (technically this is 38.5 weeks…) gigantic. sweaty. tired. bitchy. overdue. many, many days overdue. Haley-O had already gone and had her monkey. my bestie Tova had already gone and had her Noah. and there i was. still fucking pregnant. and then, labor. sweet, sweet labor pains while watching Raging Bull. three years [...]
    Filed in The Baby, The Family | 15-Aug-08 | 47 comments
  2. the best laid plans. the garage abyss. the nudeys.
    so, the goal this week was to enjoy the silence. turn off the tv. do things i don’t normally do. so, now that i’m finally feeling like a human again (once again, i do not recommend food poisoning. WORST), i had great plans for last night. they involved me, my deck, a glass of wine, [...]
    Filed in The Baby, The Family | 08-Aug-08 | 33 comments
  3. of pasta birthdays and pineapple express dreams
    yesterday, while on the phone with miss SLynnRo, complaining talking about people oversharing with me, my doorbell rang and i ran for cover. i so wasn’t expecting visitors and i sure as hell didn’t want any unannounced ones. but, looking through the peephole, i realized it was either a primordial dwarf or a package, so [...]
    Filed in The Baby, the girl behind the screen | 07-Aug-08 | 30 comments
  4. raised right. and straight. and with a warm gun.
    i consider myself to have been raised right. well, that’s not entirely true. my sister and i are actually shocked that we managed to grow up to be actual functioning members of society and not banging our heads against some padded wall all girl interrupted style. only with way better hair and probably less dead chicken [...]
    Filed in The Baby, The Music, the girl behind the screen | 10-Jul-08 | 54 comments
  5. the joiner, the myspace, and the suckers!
    look at me, quite the little joiner (what movie? anyone? free candy to the first person who guesses.) but seriously, look at me. not only am i using a hula hoop.. AT WORK…but somehow i agreed to be a team captain for our second annual third floor bbq and games jamboree (still probably not the official [...]
    Filed in The Baby, The Jobs, the girl behind the screen | 17-Jun-08 | 34 comments
  6. the t-rex is loose…vodka anyone?
    holy shitpants** the monster has escaped. the t-rex is loose! our usual morning routine..for as long as i can remember…was Isabella calling from her room..”Mama! I’m awake! come and get me! i wanna watch (s)Toy Story! i needa make a peepee! I want some chockomilk!” last night, however, this ALL changed. I was minding my own business, enjoying a [...]
    Filed in The Baby | 13-Jun-08 | 29 comments
  7. when ali cracks, she buys shoes.
    This afternoon, on my way home from work, I will be making a very important stop. Unlike most Jewish women, who will be stopping at the grocery store to brave the crowds and do some last minute Passover food shopping, i will be somewhere else. i will be at a shoe store, treating myself to [...]
    Filed in The Baby, the girl behind the screen | 18-Apr-08 | 38 comments
  8. the big sleep
    i sleep with my left eye slighty open. yes, it’s true. i’m a freak. and, apparently, a freak that has passed down her genetic gifts to her lovely daughter. (while Isabella fell asleep on our bed on Sunday morning, her father and i pointed and photographed her left eye that was. slightly. open.) i couldn’t pass on [...]
    Filed in The Baby, the girl behind the screen | 28-Mar-08 | 53 comments
  9. “Oof,” said Sam
    Isabella has very particular taste in bedtime stories. We went through an all- Dora, all-the-time stage. and then a Jillian Jiggs stage. and then it was Sadie and the Snowman only please. now, she’s hooked on another book. dear god, does she adore the ever-loving crap out of this book. to the point where she’s adopted [...]
    Filed in The Baby, The Husband | 26-Mar-08 | 25 comments
  10. of b-rate nursery rhyme proportions
    we have a situation as casa de martell.  a humpty dumpty situation. y’all already know the story. dude sat on a wall. he had a great fall. and pretty much no one could get the stinkin’ egg back to together again. it’s not the most exciting story, i know. but it is the reason that our daughter [...]
    Filed in The Baby | 25-Mar-08 | 34 comments
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