Tootsie (L) and Cuddles (R) getting ready for bed.
Archives for September 2006
Gwynnie’s not Lovin’ It
An interview with Gwyneth Paltrow and Billy Bush from Access Hollywood: “As a mother with two small children, do you watch what they eat?” Billy inquired. “What’s the program with them?”“Oh yeah,” Gwyneth revealed. “They eat whole grains and they…
Brought my T-shirt back to Cabo…
…and I’ll be watching the game tomorrow. It starts at 8:00 p.m. Ohio time/6:00 p.m. Mountain time. Go bucks!
My blog was critiqued…
Check her out:http://critiquemyblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/pretzels.html
New Blogs Alert
I’ve been meaning to announce these two new blogs from my associates: Lacie Irish Oatmeal has a new blog: The Chewlies Blog.(Lacie and I go WAY back to 1997 – at Bluffton.) Jeff has a new blog: The Route.(Jeff and…
Celebrity Gossip Preferences
I never want to hear about the following individuals again. Ever: Kate Moss and her weirdo boyfriend. Denise Richards and the “ew” Richie Sambora Paris Hilton. Really, she serves NO purpose. NONE at all. Mischa Barton. Why is she a…
The polls have been closed…and Opened Again
According to ya’ll, 8 of you are ok with the current design. So, it’s staying. At least for now. (Click on the photo above to make it larger.) (I’m still not crazy about the colors – but I haven’t found…
Hairy is “in”
(I know, that post title is grossing me out, too. Sorry for that.) It appears that “hairy eyebrows” are in for Fall. It also appears that we can achieve this look by meeting “with an eyebrow groomer.” Yeah, ok.“For women…
I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabbie…
I experienced a golden television moment this evening: I saw the very first episode of The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. Hilarious. Will was over-acting and flopping all over the place, Hillary had the most unbelievably pronounced valley-girl accent and didnt’…
ChloMo: Showering 101
I am a pseudo-co-parent this week. My sister’s away, so my brother and I have been sharing Chloe/Max detail. (Brother leaves tomorrow, so it’s ALL me for the weekend. I’m pumped – these kids are cool.) Anywho, Miss Chlo-ita is…
Vim Strip
Note: I have eaten more chocolate this week, than I have in probably 2 months. Why? It’s at work. It’s available. UGH.
Happy day AFTER your Birthday, Een!
A day late and a dollar short, that’s what I am. EEN! I hope you had a WONDERFUL birthday!
![When I was a kid, my Mom would sometimes go to the grocery store at night while my baby sister and I were "supposed" to be sleeping. Baby sister slept, I stood by the window and watched for her headlights to turn back into the driveway, my stomach a gnarled mess while I waited.
The entire time she was gone I would create ill-fated stories in my mind that would ultimately leave her injured, kidnapped, or left for dead... I think these stories got worse after my Dad died. "What if I lose my one parent?"
I would stand there and worry.
And she always came back.
In one piece.
Over time, after therapy when I was younger, I realized that worrying doesn't shape anything... worrying doesn't CHANGE the outcome... but, it's real.
Telling someone not to worry is about as effective as telling someone not to cry when they're in the midst of full-sobbing or it's like asking someone WHERE they lost the thing that they lost.
"I can't find my keys."
"Where did you lose them."
[silence]
"Um, if I knew where I lost them, then..."
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This time that we're living through right now is BIG and heavy and for the love of ALL THINGS HOLY it keeps on going.
I remember watching The Sound of Music when I was a kid and wondering when in the WORLD it would end. We're STUCK in the Sound of Music.
Schools opened, then closed.
Masks on, then off.
Life started, and stopped.
We've missed get-togethers and holidays.
Weddings and births.
We are as disconnected as ever.
Our worrying and concern and fear and anxiety is there... and it's real.
I see you.
I know this time is hard.
I'm not going to tell you to stop feeling the feelings, I just want you to know that I'm feeling them, too. (And therapy is helping.)
Get yourself a therapist.
Talk about all of this.
As I told one of my girls this week, “It’s ok not to be strong all the time.”
With love,
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