A few weekends ago my BestFriendWendy came to visit and brought her spunky wonderful daughter, Jessica. It was The Swimmy’s birthday weekend and they came to help her celebrate her next adventure called Six. It was a lovely Girls Weekend. It was a totally different kind of Girls Weekend than what Wendy and I used [...]
Archive | May, 2007
Six Going On Sixteen
May 20, 2007
Dear Swimmy, Today you are six. This is the first birthday of yours that has made me realize you are no longer a baby or a toddler. You are a little girl. And oh my G-d how that wrecks me sometimes. This year you stepped confidently into Kindergarten. Striding through those school doors like you [...]
Mighty Mighty Benjamite: Month Ten
May 16, 2007
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Dear Benjamin, This month has been a whirlwind of milestones for you. First of all, you have started feeding yourself REAL FOOD. You’re not smooth, but eventually you are effective and you couldn’t be more proud of yourself. You are completely obsessed with Sweet Potato Puffs shaped like little stars and now love beef ravioli [...]
Headbangers' Ball
May 14, 2007
Benjamin is weird. In order to fall asleep, he must lay face down in his crib, hands by his ears and bang his forehead into the mattress rhythmically. Usually 4/4 tempo. Sometimes a little jazzy. Occassionally with a latin beat. Sometimes he does it so much he rubs a red spot on his nose. Like [...]
A Look into My Past
May 11, 2007
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In case you’re interested, Danny has billboarded one of my more memorable working experiences at King of the Cubicle. Grab a cocktail and enjoy!
Independently Vertical, Bitches!
May 8, 2007
I have no idea how I happened to have my camera at the exact moment Benjamin decided to stand up ALL BY HIMSELF, but I did and he did. Holy shit. (Which? Is totally the same look on his face, no?!)
Just Trying to Understand
May 8, 2007
I’ve been doing some research lately on a subject I know very little about but have observed for several years now. The idea of why abused women stay in their destructive relationships. You see, I know someone. Once upon a time she was a bright, talented, loving, spirited girl. But she was always all of [...]
Maybe I'll just let Carol Burnett explain it to her
May 1, 2007
“Mommy? Did it hurt when they cut Ben out of your tummy?” “No. They gave me special medicine so I wouldn’t feel it. But I was sore for the week afterwards.” “I don’t want to have a baby.” “Why not?” “’Cause I don’t want anyone to cut my tummy.” “Well, not all babies are born [...]












May 29, 2007
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