By this time tomorrow we will probably have a new little baby in the family.

It's been so nice to have this week off work. Check out Alice at the park in her winter hat (the tights, sweatshirt, tennis shoes and monkey skirt really complete the look)!


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In spite of being sleepy from the party and all its attendant craziness, I was up at 5 this morning. Blame Alice's lingering cough and habit of grinding her teeth like a rock tumbler when she's not sleeping well, but also blame my need for some quiet time after the past couple of weeks of extreme business. Christmas already seems ages ago.

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I'm getting more and more excited for New Year's. Tonight we picked up my cousin, Devin (he's 16 and about due for some shenanigans), and my friend Ian brought over all his art. As usual it is mind bogglingly awesome! I've already got my eye on a couple of pieces I'd like to trade for, but I won't disclose which ones for fear of being accused of ( Read more... )

You know I love Christmas, and this was quite a good one. Can anyone else out there say that Santa brought them not one but two breadmakers? I didn't think so. : ) We spent Christmas Eve and the very wee hours of Christmas morning in Frostproof (got to see Aunt Wilma, Ed, Grammy, Aunt Mel and Uncle Willy--was disappointed to miss Renia and Dani--I ( Read more... )

The Recipe For amy


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One of my coworkers yesterday asked me a question about an author--Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings who wrote The Yearling. I didn't know anything about her but her name and that she wrote the book in Florida, but my coworker was apparently impressed. She said, "I thought you might know about her. You look like the kind of person who would know about arts ( Read more... )

You Are Chardonnay


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So, Alice and I stop off at the used bookstore today on the way home from school. I'm browsing the shelves when Alice holds up a book and says, "Look at this one! What's this book about?"

The cover is your typical $2 romance novel--blonde woman with flowing hair melting in the arms of a rather blank-eyed, equally flowing-haired, muscular dude who ( Read more... )

Today is my 8th wedding anniversary. Yep, that's right--I got married really young, to my high school boyfriend no less, only the 2nd boy I ever kissed. Getting married at 20 was impractical, slightly absurd and against pretty much all the advice I've ever received (or given, for that matter). But it was right.

I've been reading Neruda's collection ( Read more... )