September 26, 2006
We spent the weekend in Virginia with Jim's family (& my mom) who had a surprise baby shower for us. We got our first little baby presents & boy are they all cute!!! Lots of tiny size stuff! Jim's mom also gave him some of his old baby clothes like the baby bonnet he is modeling below. She also gave us this crazy crocheted blue cape that I swear, will get our kid beaten up on the playground.
And I get fatter every day, which you can clearly see in the shots below.
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September 21, 2006
As anyone who has been to my home knows, I am neither a minimalist nor a modernist. And I have now found my furniture store: Brocade.
Daily Show's Even Stevens on drug policy.
Couples who sleep together, give each other wedgies...Whoops, no sorry that's just me...they love each other more. Awwwwwww...
Ok, as you can read in that article, one of the top complaints about sharing a bed is snoring. And my husband snores like a mofo. So I sleep with earplugs in. But often his snoring levels are so high, even the earplugs don't work.
This has been going on for YEARS. Years I tell you! At this point when it starts to get really noisey, I don't fully wake up, but I reach over and hit him on the butt or the leg and he rolls over to face away from me, and, at least for a moment, stops the snoring. But the other night, apparently I reached over and pulled his underwear up atomic-wedgie style...And I do have a vague memory of him waking up and being like "what are you doing?!" and me muttering something in return and falling back asleep.
The next morning when we got up and were getting ready, he was all like "Hey! what was that wedgie about?!" and really, I had no idea what it was about, but it fucking cracked me up to no end.
A warning to the kids: be careful on myspace or you might end up dead.
Jim and Tammy Faye Baker's son has set up a ministry...at Pete's Candy Store?
Ok, we is off to Virginia. See you later.
September 17, 2006
Ohmygod, this is so cute...do you think it really sews?
Jim M's film Automatons played at the Oldenburg Film Festival in Germany last week...but he still hasn't told us when it is gonna play in NYC yet. Get on that Jim.
Did you know the first immigrant that went through Ellis Island was Irish? I didn't....Her name was Annie Moore and apparently for all the years since people have confused her with another Annie Moore that settled in Texas. The real Annie is now unveiled.
I could play with this cassette generator all day.
September 16, 2006
I know I talk about the Exxon oil spill in Greenpoint a lot, but c'mon, there is an enormous underground oil spill right down the street. That's just fucking crazy, not to mention dangerous. So anyway, Jim and I saw this notice - a last call to join a class action lawsuit with other Greenpoint residents against ExxonMobil, BP, and Chevron.
We showed up at their temporary offices last Thursday night to sign up. The bad news is that we were unable to join the lawsuit, as, at least for the moment, they are only signing up Greenpoint residents located right by the spill (which is East of McGuiness Boulevard and North of Greenpoint Ave). But that is also the good news - that we do not fall into the directly affected area. Although the attorney that was present did say that he believes the spill damage will be much more widespread when they uncover it all.
There is a public meeting on September 27, to discuss new findings released last Tuesday by the state Department of Environmental Conservation that showed elevated levels of the carcinogen benzene and the potentially combustible gas methane in the soil under stores and warehouses in the neighborhood.
Whitney and Bobby are ovah! Say it ain't so! The world has gone all topsy-turvey...5 models were banned from a show in Madrid for being too thin? WTF?
Oh, I loved this story in NY mag focusing on one rent controlled building on the Lower East Side. Not just cos I am obsessed with real estate, but also because I love finding out how other people live. A little bit of voyeurism never hurt anyone.
NYC is giving out free bike helmets. So all you biking peeps, get over your vanity and get a crash helmet on. People have been being hit here left and right recently.
Are you gonna live a long life? Does it matter where you live?
September 10, 2006
Yes, I'm pregnant.
Stomach tatoo = Folly of youth I will live to regret.
I'm waiting for my belly button to pop to take out the ring.
So Jim & I went over to the East River State Park, otherwise known as Kent & 8th in Williamsburg. Good god, what a sorry excuse for a park....sad sad sad. You can't go in it at the moment as they are trying to grow wild grasses or some such shit. Here's a short video on the topic. Click that, its funny.
One day a few months ago, I was down by the water with my mom, down around North 3rd, which is basically a dead end street at the water, fenced off, but people have pried the fence back so you can walk down to to the East River. And this dude makes a b-line straight to us from behind a building.
First let me say that it is nothing resembling parklands down there, its kinda scummy, little grass, lotsa trash, but with a great view of NYC ...so anyway, the guy comes up looking real shady, and I start looking behind me cos I 'm thinking he is going to try to mug us. I see my husband walking up from behind and decide we are safe. In the meantime, the guy is busy chatting up my mom. He's telling her that there are some people that are about to drop a piano into the east river and that we should go check it out. And my mom, cute 70-something Irish woman, is like "Why is someone dropping a piano into the East River!?" and he's all "Its ART man! You know...Arrrrt!" Which she somehow accepts as a reasonable answer. And she's like "oh, its art! isn't that nice?"
Really. That exchange took place. I was there.
Brooklyn real estate has not been hit yet by the slowdown.
September 6, 2006
Is someone gonna tell me how I got in the habit of using the word redonculous? Just curious....Speaking of retarded words, I had to look up what "butt hurt" meant the other day just to understand what the kids on Laguna Beach were talking about. I'm old.
On to real words...do you know that peruse means to examine in detail, while people commonly use it to mean to skim? And nonplussed means to render utterly perplexed while people again use it to mean just the opposite. I just avoid using both words entirely, because I hate using them wrong but no one would understand what the hell I meant if I used them correctly.
But those are not my word pet-peeves. That honor goes to the word "myriad" and the fact that the word "of" is unnecessary, actually gramatically incorrect, when using myraid...So no, there is not a myriad of possibilities there is myriad possibilities. Please correct yourself so I don't have to.
I love finding out what other people's little language vexations are. Like, I know that Liz hates when people pronounce the word espresso "EXpresso". And now I find myself correcting those uncouth humans in my head myself when I hear it. ESSSpresso, bitch. Learn it.
I'm taking a knitting class at the Yarn Tree - fun!
Jim & I ate at the Buffalo Cantina tonight, which of course Jim heard Jenna talking about on Live from the WB. And we are happy to report that it was good. Very Ameri-Mexican but a million times better than the majority of burrito places in the hood. Our next stop will be to try the new San Loco on North 4th.
Also for people in the Greenpoint vacinity there is an Angel's Bakery factory down on Norman by the water that sells extra baked goods for mad cheap. A dozen assorted cookies and muffins and cake (all your choice) is $6.50.
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