May 2010
27 posts
“I think G.G. (great-grandma) is the way we should spell it…not that it...”
– After a weekend of being tortured by the twins, this email from my granny today
My granny has always been pretty boss, but since she totally has my back on our pick for girl name (which my parents hate, and my mom is throwing a mini-fit over, since she’s the namesake for the middle...
on today
Today, I feel terrible, on the scnstant cusp of tossing my crackers.
Today, Paul has off of work, and I don’t. Even though I’m the sick one.
Today, we heard two, LOUD, thumping, rapid, heartbeats. We’re officially expecting twins, and we’re one more ultrasound away from being released from the specialist to my regular old OB.
Today, it’s raining. Or misting. Or...
perhaps perhaps perhaps: and then i feel old →
I’m watching true life “i’m going to the prom edition” on MTV wasting my life and i feel like i’m in the twilight zone. First of all, they’re playing usher “you got it bad” in the background.
then all the guys are wearing pookah shells.
all the girls are wearing spaghetti strap tank tops.
And…
My response to this was exactly the opposite of Emily’s.
As in, first, I thought,...
“There are better words than beautiful. Radiant, for instance. It’s an underused...”
– Christina Hendricks
(via candylands, itsnotthatserious, comelylittletree)
When I reached P after making my way down the aisle on our wedding day, he greeted me with, “You are radiant.”
So, you know, I totally agree with Christina here. 100% the best complement I’ve ever...
on spitting
And no -
This is NOT a witty, 20-something, sexual anecdote, like something (my hero) (my idol) (my inspiration) Meg would write about.
This is exactly the opposite of that, actually.
This is the result of being past all of that (fun), actually.
As in, I just spat, into a trash can, in the hallway, of my office building.
To prevent my sweaty, spitty, going-to-vom-any-second feeling from going...
on justice
Dear Government,
I’m not mad at you for this.
In short, you’ve decided to take a stance in favor of the American people (by 7-2 supreme court decision, with both naysayers being male). After convicting violent sexual offenders as guilty (aka: due process), proceeding with due dilligence in monitoring their progress, and determining that they remain highly dangerous to society at the...
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on embarrassment
Prodded, I’m sure, by the Mercedes/Santana duet in this week’s Glee of the Monica/Brandy classic, The Boy is Mine, I made the conscious decision to listen to TLC’s CrazySexyCool album. It was just the ticket for my long and rainy drive from work, to doggy daycare, to home, to my parents’ for our weekly dinner.
Until I got to Red Light Special.
And was reminded of one...
on being famous, y'all
My dear friend, Crazy Katie*, sent me this yesterday morning, a screenshot from her facebook session:
I don’t know if you can tell, but that’s me, MS-Paint-pointed at, in RED, in the upper right. Oh, and P is there too :)
This is one of my very most favorite wedding pictures, and because looking at it makes me smile, here is the BIG version.
If we’re being honest,...
on dads (even though it's almost mother's day)
Although P compliments me freely, which is nice (but not quite the sonnets that he used to poach me in, if we’re being honest), my dad’s compliments still probably affect me the most.
I don’t know if this is some weird thing, because I’m pretty sure we have a totally healthy, normal relationship, but I save every little nugget of affirmation from him (maybe trying to...
on picking the one, and learning who's not
My junior prom, in 2000, was a defining day for me.
The preceeding had been a dramatic couple of months - prom pressures and date disasters in force. The day before spring break, my friend, David, who I knew was into me, although I had my sights set elsewhere, wrote me a letter that made me blush; he told me he liked me, that everything I was, everything I thought, was beautiful to him. I...
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it's a grilled cheese kind of night.
(via itsnotthatserious)
Welcome to my life as a pregger:
Friday, dinner out at Water Buffalo (their lobster ravioli is divine, as is their champagne battered fish fry) - I ordered grilled cheese (which is also pretty much the best in Milwaukee, but not so much occassion-appropriate, when we’re out with our foodie friends, one of whom was a sous Chef under Rick Bayliss in Chicago) (before...
on names
I was 22 years old before I decided to like my name, that it finally fit. Jill Marie Lazzaro - simple and chic to begin with, finishing out romantic and Italian. As well as marriage and my darling husband fit my life, I still find myself mourning the loss of the name that my parents chose to define me by, and which I grew into.
Even though we’re only at 5 weeks (as of tomorrow), my baby...
on family
The worst night of my life was April 24th, 2009. Worse than the day my dad was diagnosed with cancer, worse than my grandpa’s unexpected death, worse than my dad being rediagnosed with cancer…
While my family, which has always been close, drew from each others’ strength and grew stronger with each of those events, last year’s crisis tore us apart. From April to December,...
