Category Archives: Chris
Party Week: Part 2
After my friend’s wedding, we skedaddled back home to begin what can only be described as the Week o’ Family. My family, Chris’s family, more of Chris’s family, even more of Chris’s family (he has a very large extended family … Continue reading
Party Week: Part 1
First of all, thank you for all the party ideas from my last post. Pinatas filled with booze? Booze luges? It’s like you’ve been to this site once or twice! Sadly, in the end, I was too busy/stressed/etc. with everything … Continue reading
Party people in the house
Hey Internet, I need your advice. Chris’s 30th birthday party is this Saturday and we’re having a big shindig to celebrate. We’ve got the food, as well as the booze, handled (OF COURSE) and I think I have most everything … Continue reading
…When hearts like ours meet
What’s your song? You know…The song that makes you call your significant other and tell him, “Turn on 94.9!” when it comes on the radio? Ours is Social Distortion’s cover of Johnny Cash’s “Ring of Fire” Oh HELLO THERE, Mike … Continue reading
She get it from her papa
When I was a baby, I looked exactly like my mom. You could take a picture of her at one year old and compare it to a picture of me at one year old and it’s like we’re the same … Continue reading
Instinct this
When I was pregnant, a lot of people would tell me, “Don’t worry, your mothering instinct will kick right in!” which never made sense to me, as I never expressed any real concern over my mothering instinct or lack thereof. … Continue reading
I’ve always said he was useful
Chris turned this*: Into THIS: And now our kid has a place to get her bum cleaned. By me. I’ll be cleaning her bum. One of us has drawn the short stick here. (Think I can train her to clean … Continue reading
First Day Of My Life*
A couple weeks ago, Chris’s BlackBerry went kaput and so we had to go, like, an entire day and a half without texting. We’ve been texting as our primary means of communication since he first dropped me off from a … Continue reading
I don’t really like talking about my flare
A glimpse into a typical day ’round here: Me: Didn’t you play an instrument? What was it…The clarinet? Chris: NO. I played the saxophone. Me: Oh, like Lisa Simpson? Chris: NO. Like Bill Clinton. And then someone starts singing “Damn … Continue reading
Here’s to the next seven*
Thank you for all your fashion help on this post. The general consensus was that brown and black is a-ok and so I went with it (and – a bonus – everything fit!) Here’s the outfit, complete with an orange … Continue reading