It’s over and I couldn’t be happier about it. I know I shouldn’t be, in much the same way that I should like to hold everyone’s babies all the damn time, but I am. Thrilled. Consumed with the joy that I feel I should have had while everyone was trimming their trees with awful balls [...]
Monthly Archives: December 2007
Frankincense and Murrrrrr
12.24.07 –
Kris, to mother: Sorry I didn’t call this morning. I’ve been out shopping and running errands since 8 o’clock.
Mother, to Kris: Wow. Looks like somebody has more money than I do.
Wishing you and yours ample booze this holiday season.
ISO head
12.18.07 –
Lost in the vicinity of 8th Street, SE, when owner discovered 7-11 fountain soda machine to be out of order. Last seen wearing cheap foundation of questionable winter tone and thinning blonde hair owner should probably condition with something other than mayo. Mouth likely to be spouting self-deprecating complaints about being a bad friend and [...]
How to make my day
12.12.07 –
On a morning that I’m feeling mediocre about my general abilities as a friend, woman, daughter, and carbon life form, walk up to me without prompt and tell me that, although we haven’t known each other long, you can tell I’m one of the kindest people you’ve ever met. I needed that.
It’s been five months.
12.10.07 –
Dress from Target for work holiday party: $52. Control top pantyhose to suck in muffin top: $5.25. Finding dressy black shrug in suitcase still packed from BlogHer: priceless.
Further evidence that the hairballs may have reached my brain
12.05.07 –
There’s no lying on this site. You know this, right? Well, this morning I saw the divine image of Madonna on my shower door. I don’t know how it happened, but the water droplets cleared the path for a gorgeous and clear head-to-toe glass image, gentle curves and all. With dollar signs in my eyes, [...]
Wakey wakey eggs and bakey
12.03.07 –
I spent the weekend sober, as in without any wine, as in up before noon. Like me holding a baby brought to the office, this seldom happens, or maybe it’s more accurately an occurrence leaning toward never. It wasn’t entirely intentional; I had geared up for what promised to be a rowdy Saturday night – [...]
