• Kirk Douglas was cute. Good for him. He’s a good time. • I want to be Anne Hathaway‘s friend. • James Franco was “eh” as a co-host. • Oprah Winfrey looked great. So, back to the dresses… lots of…
Archives for February 2011
…And then sleeping
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Awake… (And kind of annoyed.)
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Lumpy cysts, facial sores and shrinking gums: why meth is still a bad idea, kids.
The law enforcement folks in Multnomah County, Oregon have started a new anti-drug campaign that they’re hoping preys on teenagers vanity. They’re showing initial mug shots of drug users next to their most recent mug shots in an effort to…
The Academy Awards are this Sunday… My favorite fashion re-cap to write.
Don’t forget, the final award show of the season, the Academy Awards, are on this Sunday. Red carpet starts at 7 p.m. EST. My fashion recap will follow on Monday. —
…And I thought MY car was dirty.
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Forgivness.
“Forgiveness is letting go of the hope that the past can be changed.” Read it again. Slowly. “Forgiveness is letting go of the hope that the past can be changed.” Oh boy. I heard this a couple of weeks ago…
Things I love. (Baby/Kid, Maternity, Mommy stuff.)
For the little ones: (Ages 6 months+) We bought Lila this Yookidoo Flow n’ Fill Spout for Christmas and she loves it. Basically it suctions to the side of the tub and recirculates water so that you don’t have…
4,002 posts.
This is my 4,002nd post on this here blog. Yes. Wow. More than four-thousand posts. I love my blog. Thank you to all of you for reading and commenting! —
So still… Cracks me up.
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Sleeping.
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I’m a hypocrite.
This is a french toast bacon cupcake. Yes. It is. It’s true. I can say it without hesitation: I love bacon. Is it politically correct? I’m not so sure. There was a time in our lives when we were meatless…
![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 holdiays.
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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