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Saturday, January 31, 2004 ( 2:43 PM ) Lostcheerio OH I forgot to say the cord bit came off yesterday morning. Dan threw it away. Good job Dan. I am always tempted to keep these disgusting little mementos. Umbilical cord stump, first tooth, first severed limb, etc. You know how it is. Today we went shopping to Baby Depot and got a neato-keen swing that has a little upside down aquarium thingy overhead and makes ocean sounds (love those ocean sounds, Fisher Price, still ocean-y after all these years) and a baby bath tub thingy and a playmat that is EXACTLY the same thing as the playmat Benny had (red, white, black, with criss-cross beams and hangy thingies) before I gave that playmat away because I was never going to be pregnant again. So, while we did get a cooler, more technologically advanced, more aquarium-y swing that goes back and forth, forwards and back, and fries up bacon while singing whale lullabies (thus justifying the whole idea that if you give away your old baby things you get a chance to get cooler new ones later) we also bought exactly the same toy all over again, thus justifying the whole idea that we should have kept certain things. AH WELL. Hindsight is a beautiful girl baby, eh? So hey. Today's dialogue with Benny: Me: Do you want to hold Sadie? Benny: No, I don't want to hold that girl baby. Me: Why not? Benny: That girl baby is going to give me a shock. HAHAHA. # Friday, January 30, 2004 ( 4:08 PM ) Lostcheerio  Sadie is 17 days old. Click HERE to see a bunch of pictures including more like the one below, which Benny took. 
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Wednesday, January 28, 2004 ( 11:43 AM ) Lostcheerio Dan just went to the closing on the red house. Meaning it is sold and gone. If I were less tired, crabby, overwhelmed with housework, and unable to take my little finger out of the baby's mouth lest she cry, I would be dancing on the ceiling. We are getting a VAN. Yes, a VAN. No more creaky smelly old truck that has mysterious battery ailments. NO MORE! Scuse me I'm going to unload/load the dishwasher, load/unload the clothes washer, sweep, get the maternity clothes loaded up and gone, vacuum, mop our bathroom, and then pick a color van I like. OOOOOOOOOO VAAAAAAAAN. And if you think I can't remember a time when I would have scorned, SCORNED, scorned with scoffing and scorn the idea of driving a van, you're correct. I can't remember that time. I think I was thinner, smarter, and had less children. But that's about all I recall from those hazy times. # ( 8:19 AM ) Lostcheerio Edwards said he won't be a VP. So, worse luck. Nominee will be Kerry and some other undead creep show. Fabulous. # Tuesday, January 27, 2004 ( 5:58 PM ) Lostcheerio New Hampshire Primary Looks like a Kerry/Edwards ticket. Boring. I was hoping for Dean/Clark or Clark/Dean. That would have been some guaranteed drama. At least there is this bright spot in the campaign season -- Dick "I sleep suspended in an amniotic sac" Gephardt dropped out and Dennis "You should see the rage with which I pull a garden rake through my hair" Kucinich stayed in. Look, I'm not asking for a competent leader for our country -- we've done without that for three years now, we can carry on a few more. I'm just asking for a little drama in the election. Last time I got it in spades. This time, I can't hope for another Florida debacle... but is it too much to hope that Dean and Clark stay in for the rest of the primaries? # ( 4:00 PM ) Lostcheerio If you missed the Golden Globes, you can see them again on BRAVO on Saturday night. # ( 3:51 PM ) Lostcheerio Golden Globes Yeh, the Golden Globes happened on Sunday night. The most important moment of the evening was when LOTR (and I do mean LOTR not ROTK) won Best Picture, or Best Dramatic Film or whatever communist category the Golden Globers came up with. FINALLY Peter Jackson (who also won best director of a dramatic film movie picture of drama, OR WHATEVER) gets credit for creating the finest piece of filmmaking I have ever personally witnessed. So there. So I'm the biggest geek in the world, SO WHAT. :) What else happened? Well Uma Thurman, Charlize Theron, and Nicole Kidman collaboratively invented a new hairstyle. The new hairstyle can be duplicated at home by following these important steps, my hobbits: First dye your hair yellow. Not blonde, but YELLOW. Then curl it into sort of random curliness. If you are Nicole Kidman, go for extra kink here. Then dash through the rain, allow a cat to suck meditatively on your entire head, and add some clippy accessories (or if you are Nicole Kidman, a belt from the eighties) and you're DONE! A STELLAR SUPERSTAR as Dumb David would say! Other hair notes: Holly Hunter looked absolutely GREAT in her "I slept in braids" mane. She looked younger than dew. At least, her head did, I never saw a full shot. Tyra Banks looked like she had her head hanging out the window all the way to the event, and even scraped it down the length of a few hedgerows to prove she was fierce. Who pulled off the yellow hair trick? Ellen Burstyn, who looked beyond marvelous in many colors of orange. Who let the cat suck on her head a bit too long? Diane Keaton, whose acceptance speech (Thesis statement: I am old) was made more unbearably painful by the fact that she had written the many iterations of "I am old" on a little sad piece of paper! Uuuugh. I used to love thee. Peter Jackson and Johnny Depp were competing in the category "Scary Mountain Men" and Peter Jackson won, but vindicated his whole look by claiming to be a hobbit. HA HA HA!!! Wow, that Australian humor. See, get it, because he directed Lord of the Rings. Which had hobbits. And he looked like he'd been run over by a cave troll. Which hobbits don't. So. There you go. Speaking of foreigners, I have a question. Why is it that we import Brits to play Americans while getting Americans to play Brits? Come on!? F'rexample, we have Cold Mountain, in which Nicole Kidman (Australian) and Jude Law (British) play some American people engaging in Civil War dramatics. Then we have Renee Zellwegger at the same table, clearly American, who has excused herself for being righteously fat by the fact that she's in the middle of filming a sequel to Bridget Jones' Diary. Bridget being of course British. Eh what? You look like a football player trying to pass for a forties starlet. In other words, big in the shoulders, regardless of the regal blue. Sorry. In dresses, there was good sparkle and bad sparkle. Everyone wanted sparkle (except Christina Ricci who was pretending to be a black hole in a quite STUNNING and beautiful vintage gown). Good sparkle: Allison Janning. Looked like she walked through a spider web after a rain shower and it left pretty diamonds all over her dress. Bad sparkle: Nicole Kidman. Looked like a mermaid costume and cheap at that. Yuck. Good sparkle but huge head: Brittany Murphy. WHAT is with that girl's wee huge noggin? Bad sparkle and honey the goddess dress thing is over: Jennifer Lopez, who wore a coral goddess dress with a yicky little lame belt, blah. Aphrodite you ain't. The color made your skin look puce. SoRrY. Lessee what's left -- Duchess of York looked monstrous, Sarah Jessica Parker looked like Tinkerbell in battleship grey, Bill Murray looked like a sociology professor, Clint Eastwood's acceptance speech on behalf of Sean Penn in which he noted that most people are nominated for some kind of "imbecilic peak role" (DOH!) was only slightly less embarrassing than Meryl Streep's whole "I can be political and flip my hair too because unlike Diane Keaton I'm not not not not old and my name is little Jack Horner and who dare meddle wi' me???" speech. Who did I actually LIKE? The PREGNANT PEOPLE!!!! Cate Blanchett looked like an absolute VISION in that dark red satin maternity gown, with her perfect perfect lovely sculpted Hollywood hair and that great skin -- byooteeful. Also Debra Messing was stunning (and pregnant) in a custom couture maternity gown all in black. Perfect. I seriously think the pregnant people looked better than anyone else. SO THERE! # ( 3:12 PM ) Lostcheerio  # ( 2:22 PM ) Lostcheerio Sadie still has her bit of umbilical cord attached to her tummy. She was... two weeks old yesterday. WHAT IS GOING ON. At this rate she'll be going to kindergarten with it still attached. And she'll be known as "Stinky Netzer." # |
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