Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Magic Boobs

Nola had her first ride in an airplane a couple weeks ago when we went to Colorado to visit family and friends. Now, Nola is the baby who does not like to sit still. She hates her car seat, her highchair, and will only sometimes tolerate the stroller. To say I was concerned about how she would handle the confinement of the airplane is an understatement. I did have a plan. I was going to try to nurse her to sleep when the plane started to take off. Well, we boarded the plane and Nola was very excited. She became the self appointed welcoming committee, saying hi to every passenger boarding. It was really cute but filled me with trepidation that she would be spending the rest of the flight walking up and down the aisle saying hi the entire flight. But I stayed calm let her play while the flight prepared for take-off and then pulled her to the boob at takeoff and yes, she fell asleep. She woke up a few times but latched on and nursed back to sleep. We did the same routine on the flight home. And it worked like a charm. It is times like these that I am glad I am still nursing. I felt triumphant like my boobs had magical mystical powers.

I keep this in mind when I am wishing my boobaholic daughter would enter rehab and come out a reformed milk drinker.

Monday, September 28, 2009

On the Positive Side

Things I Like About Living Here...

1. Nola sees her Grammy (and Grandpa and Auntie and Uncle) nearly every day.
2. The sky
3. The saguaro cactus
4. The farms
5. Horses
6. Easy traffic
7. Quiet neighborhood
8. No tagging

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Shlump a Dump

That's how I feel. Shlumpy. And dumpy. And it doesn't help that I spent the weekend with tall thin people who know how to put outfits together. I am really not liking the way my body is right now. My hair? Eh, not so much. My skin has suddenly started breaking out like crazy. A 35 year old pizza face is not cool. I don't know what to wear. I am just kinda sucking right now.

Friday, September 11, 2009

A Year Of Firsts

She's ONE!

Wednesday, September 2, 2009


I've been tagged by Existential Waitress to do a picture tag! Here it goes:Simple Rules:-Open your first photo folder (I took this to mean oldest digital pictures folder).-Scroll down to the 10th photo.-Post that photo and story on your blog.-Tag five others (or more) friends to do the same.

This has taken me a while. But I did it. And that is what counts. Right? Right. This was difficult because with all the computer hopping I have done in recent years, I don't really have any digital photo files. Really, I can't believe I used to be an editor and entrusted to teach kids how to use hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of computer equipment. It really boggles the mind. Anyway, I was kind of at a loss and then one day Nola decided to throw all the CD's out of our CD tower and VOILA! I found a disc of photos. I had no idea what was on it but when I opened it I found it held some of the files from the trip that Dylan and I took to New Orleans for our fifth anniversary.

We stayed at the Soniat House which is a magically scrumptious boutique hotel at a quiet edge of the French Quarter. The photo above is from the courtyard entrance. Don't you want to go and spend the afternoon in that lusciousness? I do.

We were having a really great time even though we look kind of worn out. Dylan always grows a beard on a vaca--a little annoying when you are trying to get a decent pic. And the humidity does wonders for my skin and hair. But aside from our rather scraggliness it was a 10 as far as quick trips go.

This year we will celebrate our 10 year anniversary. It is hard to believe that 5 years have past and so much has changed i.e. Nola. By the way, when we were considering Nola for her name, the fact that NOLA is an acronym for New Orleans, Louisiana, put it over the top for us because that is how much we loved it there.

So here are the tagged. I have a hard time asking people to do things like this. This is a trait that comes from my father. He never wants to an impose an invitation on anyone and always assumes everyone else is busy. That said, I am tagging people who probably won't do it but if they do it will be interesting and well-written. And I am including Existential Waitress because isn't that what you do with a tag?

Les Confessions Doux-Amers de une Trentaine

A Brief History of The Rise And Fall Of Ten Minutes Ago

Noir Bettie

Purly Victorious

Existential Waitress