tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60262863585050462782012-02-16T08:45:44.741-05:00the trials, tribulations, and fun misadventures of the wolfeinellisnowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.comBlogger1321100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-40817195422461993052011-04-14T15:29:00.004-04:002011-04-14T15:32:40.090-04:00

there is no delicate way to put this.my child just had a sh*tstorm in his crib. pooped. took off pants and diaper. smeared excrement everywhere. then he called for mommy.aren't you glad you're reading my blog today?epilogue: bdub is home. he is dressing child and taking child, along with soiled linens & stuffed animals, to the laundromat. he is then purchasing (several?) bottles of wine

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1. while the child has been MUCH improved, behavior-wise, since my last post, he needs to NAP!2. i am having anxiety about a dinner guest who is coming tonight. see #1. i hope my child is not a terror.3. trader joe's produce can bite me.4. i have gone to bootcamp three sessions in a row-- friday, mon, wed. the instructor KICKS MY ASS, but not in a mean way. hard to explain. it's fun to

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here's what i'm talkin' about....

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so truly, i feel like a worthless parent a lot of the time lately.as for the things i have control over, i really am committed to doing my best: i feed the kid really good, very healthy whole foods. he begs for broccoli, so i feel ok in that right.we stick to a schedule. even if he won't nap, we lay down at 1 pm for a nap, and he's in bed at 8:30. we barely watch tv-- maybe an episode of dora

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15 things on my mind today....1. bdub and i booked my ticket to....BARCELONA!!!2. i am intrigued by the budding coop preschool in my 'hood. hope the Little Acorns Playschool works out for max (how cute is that name?)3. why is my kid not sleeping?4. i really need to clip the biscuit's nails5. must go to the gym today6. i am still green with jealousy over bdub's chiropractic appointment, and

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one of max's favorite things to do lately is to quote from one of his favorite stories, and then say, "it's in the book!"yesterday's was one of my favorites. we were eating breakfast, and max bumped his knees onto the table, spilling my coffee a little. i quoted sam and the firefly by p.d. eastman, saying "that was a bad trick. bad tricks are not fun." sam and the firefly is one of our

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oh my, has it really been over a YEAR since i last updated my blog?! unbelievable.so much has happened, there is simply no way for me to recap it all, but it has been a wonderful year. i believe that i have found my stride, and so has my husband. it's awesome. life is really, really good--- rich, fun, busy, fulfilling, exciting.max is just an amazing human being with whom i love spending my

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today i am all about the random thoughts.... so random, in fact, that i have barely been able to put together a coherent facebook status update. truly sad.for example, on my way to work today, i observed a man kind of yelling at some guys who were stocking some items (produce maybe?) from a truck. i immediately thought, "hello, crazy" until i passed by the man in question and got a whiff. he

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my brain, upon exiting the shower today:"you know, the idea of a combination tummy tuck/breast lift/lipo value pack doesn't sound so bad right about now.of course, i should really work out first, and save the big guns for anything that doesn't go back to normal after diet and exercise...like my boobs. i really used to love my boobs. now they just look like utters or feed bags, swingin' around.

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ah, isn't it funny how the ego interferes in our lives? in my last post, i closed with this "realization": "teaching him all of it--what to do and what not to do-- from walking to eating to pulling on the cat's tail. no small task. and i am ready."how quickly i forget what he teaches me. the pure light which we all really desire to achieve is within him. it is within all of us, of course, but

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he is ONE. one revolution around the sun. here is a flickr set of the month by month development of this person, my child....birth to year one. pupa to chrysalis.i feel like i am at a high point. the only thoughts that creep into the deeper, scary parts are the thoughts of regression. of going backwards after we have come so far. what if something were to happen? if he slips away and this

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not me, apparently, because i forgot about my own experiment! the first few days, however, i think i did feel like i was giving more thought and consideration to others. at times, though, this morphed into not being entirely honest with my thoughts and feelings, being dismissive of things that really did bother me. is this less than compassionate? i felt a little like i was taken back to

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or: "is anybody really out there? does anybody really care?"so i had this vaguely weird idea of trying to live the ten commandments as i see that they apply to me for ten days. let me backtrack:while i am not really sure exactly what i believe (i am a seeker), i can say that i am pretty sure that i remain unconvinced that the bible is the one and only true word of God with a capital G. no

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i am on a reading kick. first anne lamott's operating instructions, which blew my head off, and now the mother trip by ariel gore. ladies, where have you been all my life, or at least for the last ten months of it? in fairness, my sweet beezie sent me both of these pre-max, but as i said before in a lame attempt at an excuse, i have been a little preoccupied reading up on the sleep books, the

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my mom left today. she hopped on her grammy plane and into her little grammy car back to her grammy house. i am looking around this place that i really do love, how despite the stained mauve 80's carpet, the wood paneled hallway (and not wood paneled in a kitschy, cool 70's way--wood paneled in the same old awful, cheap, dark way), the spots of peeling paint on the ceiling-- despite these flaws,

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cryptic title, isn't it?i have decided to adopt this way of thinking, give it a good home in my psyche. pre-max, my sister gave me a copy of anne lamott's operating instructions, which between sleep books and preggo books and no-need-to-panic-and-call-the-doctor type books i hadn't gotten around to reading.silly me.of course, it would have pretty much rendered this blog obsolete, because sweet

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it's a rainy september 12 and it was a rainy september 11. fitting-- i always feel funny when september 11 is a beautiful day in new york.max is a little man of many teeth (five and counting), a crawler, a drummer, a smiler, a hugger, a CLIMBER. we are starting to deal with the heart-wrenching and all too frequent occurrences of head bumps, falls, and overall dangerous behavior (like standing

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despite the positive title, this is not an easy post to make. the wolfeinellis are wading through a lot of muck these days, and while so many areas of our lives have improved DRASTICALLY (like, where we live, for example: our biggest issue is having to talk with the older people on our block when we;'re in a hurry), other things have unfortunately taken some pretty sad turns. brian's dad

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just got back from my annual beach trip, and i have been so inspired by my ladies that operation baby fat is in effect. for three weeks i am going to:-cut out sugar-cut out processed crap-reduce carbs (esp after 3 pm--i was going to cut them out entirely after 3 pm, but i am concerned about milk supply issues)-increase water-control portions-exercise hardcore 5 times a weekthe idea is that this

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the professional implanted this nugget into my seeping brain last week, and i hope it's there to stay. judgement.when we judge, we tend to cut others very little slack, yet we give ourselves a lot more leeway for similar transgressions (or so sayeth the professional).he's right, of course.how i hold on. and on. and on. i hold a grudge with the best of them, and i am not really sure where it

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-60019789920831282282009-05-20T10:24:00.003-04:002009-05-20T10:54:39.213-04:00

it is simply PATHETIC, my lack of blogging. it feels like so much has happened over the last month! most importantly, i have found my self again. just typing that sentence gave me pause: am i being all "bad mama" by saying that something about ME is "most important"? no. this-- my state of being-- is important. it is critical. i am no good to max or anyone else for that matter if i am all

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-64902689213364331722009-04-23T20:43:00.004-04:002009-04-23T20:53:17.887-04:00

...and i'm feeling....good?yeah. maybe i am. it's about f@&#ing time.my boy is six months old. whatta guy. here is a brief list of his likes and dislikes:max morgan wolfe likes:cuddlesbeing "surprised" (with a "boo!" or rolling one's "r"'s, or "motorboating")the biscuitbouncingsucking face (literally)musicbeatsinfant tylenol putting anything and everything in his mouthdislikes:

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and i still don't recognize this person. not max-- max is max, an adorable creature who is wholly himself, replete with his own distinct giggle, voice, dimples, and tiny little fingernails that can pinch and scratch the living hell out of you.i am talking about me. i don't know where i got the idea that growing a whole other person would not leave any physical, mental, or emotional scars. i

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how do i love thee?my bdub-do you know what it does to a woman to anticipate a greasy, sticky, enchilada-y mess in the kitchen, only to walk in there and find the dishes done, the stove wiped, the ingredients put away and the pan soaking in soapy water? you rule.-thank you for being patient with my neuroses. and for being so kind to me, even when i don't deserve it.-you rule for being

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isn't it amazing how the tiniest detail can spark a memory?i was strolling with max during yesterday's unseasonably gorgeous afternoon, when i spied an empty little hug container on the ground (i have recently found out that these are also referred to as "quarter water" in some parts. these were never more that a dime when i was little....i am old).i was immediately reminded of trips to the

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in the same vein as last year's favorite things post (ala oprah), i give you the new mama edition! these are a few of my favorite things which i could not have lived without during the first few months of new motherhood, many of which i never would have suspected would become so indispensable. the happiest baby on the block dvd (harvey karp)ah yes, the five s's: swaddle, side, suck, swing,

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finally, i can put into words what it is i am missing....the missing piece that has been plaguing me, even as i emerge lil' bit by lil' bit from my fragile bluebird-like shell.i miss being carefree. even in my pre-babe bleak days of depression, i still was never a worrier. maybe i was ho-hum, but i was still ho-hum on the fancy-free side of things, if that makes any sense. i guess what i am

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-52862626730078131442009-01-28T14:11:00.004-05:002009-02-12T23:01:17.681-05:00

the zen buddhists believe (or so i have been told) that one cannot multitask; that multitasking is, in effect, just trying to do several things at once and not giving your full attention to any of them...thus, doing them all badly. i tend to agree.however, this morning i was forced to let out the biscuit and take care of baby simultaneously. baby who skipped his mid-morning nap. uncomfortable

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-48378587973333059832009-01-21T11:34:00.003-05:002009-01-21T11:39:09.353-05:00

first of all, how awesome is our new president? i am so inspired.more personally speaking, i found the following blog-worthy: the other day, i ate pasta (fettucini, to be exact, which requires twirling) with my non-dominant hand. while breast feeding. i spilled not a drop on maximillian. now that's progress in my book.here is max, obamacized:

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nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-38242946582489718282008-12-25T13:20:00.002-05:002008-12-25T13:29:27.179-05:00

i realized just now as i was rocking him that i would do every second of this again for one more whiff of that baby head smell.i have told my friend deej, purveyor of the bubble roome line of bath and body products, that if he could bottle that smell and capture its likeness in a soap or body butter, he'd be a gajillionaire. in fact, i am shocked that demeter hasn't added the scent to its

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a big realization yesterday--prompted by my last blog post, which left me feeling confused and with the dilemma as to whether or not i should take it down. i spoke with bdub about it and he asked me some very important questions:why did you write it?will it help someone else?will it hurt anyone's feelings?i wrote it to purge, to examine, to be honest.i think it could help someone else, because

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-47360051356281025332008-12-23T08:58:00.004-05:002008-12-23T11:20:54.537-05:00

(author's note: despite my musings below, the worst is over for your misanthropic friend. no more lonely nights until at least the second week of january! we even have new year's eve off and the lovely mags --aka the TRUE baby whisperer-- swooping in to catch us all. and furthermore, the help i have had from the women who care about me has been a gift for my soul and i am grateful. we are

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one of the most fascinating attributes of my son, max (now age 8 weeks, 4 days) is his propensity for complete and utter realness. an 8 1/2 week old does not know how to be fake, he cannot yet be coerced into pleasing us, he doesn't do stuff just to be cute.i am finding, then, that the adorable coos that come right after he sneezes, the dimpled smiles that greet me in the morning, the velvet

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-70901814635878066262008-12-16T20:31:00.005-05:002008-12-16T20:35:39.430-05:00

nothing beats a hannah anderson package arriving in the mail, especially when it contains goodies for both babe and beast!check it:

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are you alright?- lucinda williams- westwhen i'm sixty four- the beatles- sgt pepper's lonely hearts club bandcomin' in from the cold- bob marley and the wailers- uprisingtiny dancer- elton john- greatest hitsthe tide is high- blondie- autoamericani'm sticking with you- the velvet underground (sung by mom)- vulet's get it on (live version)- marvin gaye- marvin gaye liveabc- the jackson five- abc(

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i wish i could remember the exact date; let's say some time a couple of weeks ago. i looked upon him and promised him that i would never put my own shit upon him, never make him responsible for dealing with my shit. never lay by burdens on him and reverse the crucial roles of parent and child. love him fiercely. allow him to make his own mistakes, to fall down and get back up, to let go,

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-78953649553306735242008-11-09T18:11:00.003-05:002008-11-09T18:40:42.303-05:00

as i lie with babe beside me in his bassinet, i pray for sleep...for it to wash over me. for now i sleep with one eye open, ear to the cradle, brain prattling off the SIDS checklist, trying to reassure me that he is safe (no loose bedding, on his back, plenty of air circulation)... and as i ponder this loss--the loss of sleep and the fear of ultimate loss-- i think of my more selfish loss,

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7:40 pm on saturday--started having contractions...different from others; rhythmic and dare i say enjoyable? i knew that this process was starting for real (i had lost my mucous plug the night before), and i enjoyed visualizing myself on top of the “wave”. i was calling upon so many resources i had over the last months....remembering an email from deidre and the idea of the time and space of

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-20570259062178213682008-10-26T15:35:00.004-04:002008-10-26T18:46:12.911-04:00

maximillian morgan wolfe arrived after 34 hours of labor on monday, october 20, 2008 at 3:31 am. 7 lb, 10 oz. 21 inches long. beautiful, amazing from head to toe. the child barely cries. he nurses like a champ. he sleeps! what did i ever in my life do to deserve this beautiful boy? as the song goes, "somewhere in my youth or childhoodi must have done something good."

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here's the biscuit circa 1968. that's one hep dog:i really like this one, too. the glasses definitely add a distinguished flair:however, it's clear that the biscuit would have really been a child of the eighties. in fact, i think i went to high school with these guys in wv (not during the eighties, but we were a little behind the times):disturbing....in baby news, today is my due date, and i

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-32949549236751438572008-10-12T14:06:00.007-04:002008-10-12T16:56:38.372-04:00

once again, i am being a big old copycat of my friend kage....kage, i swear, imitation is the highest form of flattery and i adore you and your bloggy goodness. hope you don't mind, but i must share my yearbook photos with the dear readers!!that said, your should all yearbook yourselves and send me a copy, or post the results on your own blogs!!! SO FUN!!it is alarming how much this one looks

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-67432337194560669202008-10-02T14:10:00.004-04:002008-12-03T17:05:48.769-05:00

last night, bdub convinced me to see one of his favorite bands -rudder- with him. bdub is excellent friends with two of the members and LOVES their drummer (and welcomes any opportunity to hear him play).apparently, he is not the only wolfeinelli who is enthralled with keith carlock. our little max, who has been pretty mellow lately (aside from some twists and turns during my yoga class) perked

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-60652371946822717052008-09-27T20:37:00.004-04:002008-09-27T21:39:42.378-04:00

i am truly a blessed woman. it all started with my mom (or i think it did...apparently many peeps have been working undercover in the wolfeinelli showering department). this spring, she delightfully announced to me that she wanted to throw us a shower, and throw one she did.brian and i arrived in morgantown one sunny weekend in august and spent a gorgeous sunday surrounded by friends (ours and

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-77575813383415831982008-09-02T18:37:00.005-04:002008-09-03T12:19:44.618-04:00

while i made bdub swear that he wouldn't tell ANYONE about the little incident i am going to reveal, i think i need to come clean. maybe i can help pregnant women everywhere who feel they have lost complete, utter, and total control of their emotions?so we are driving home from a lovely two days in the berkshires yesterday (bdub played with the sweet divines at mass MoCA--highly recommended

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-17314915467748301212008-09-02T18:35:00.002-04:002008-09-02T18:37:31.928-04:00

this little conversation could be overheard at 92 hawthorne last night:me:"bdub, thanks for making me soup."bdub: "thanks for going to massachusetts with me this weekend."me: "thanks for getting such a nice hotel room."bdub: "thanks for letting me impregnate you."

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-31535684211255099902008-08-10T19:30:00.005-04:002008-08-10T22:29:52.122-04:00

we're all moved in! unbelievable!i think that perhaps my stress level is starting to alleviate. after a hellish week, i was awoken at four am by a full bladder, and upon my return to bed had a tremendously cathartic and snotty cry. not at all a pretty cry, but one of those cries that really feels like one is exorcising demons (my demons being those of complete and utter irritability, focused

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-26697322552426462872008-07-28T17:22:00.022-04:002008-07-29T12:36:06.884-04:00

as per the request of readers everywhere (or...actually....just ehrrin keenan), here are a couple of preggo photos. i was a little over 26 weeks when these were taken. i almost titled this post "down in fraggle rock" because i know i look like a fraggle in photos---lots of nose and quite the jim henson creation, and i cannot be convinced otherwise. see for yourself:fraggles:nowlze:here are a

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-34386193117227807932008-07-24T08:38:00.004-04:002008-07-24T09:00:10.880-04:00

my poor dog. the other day, as i looked at his crumpled up mug, filled with longing to take a walk or cuddle as he gazed at me from across the room, i asked him, "what's wrong, tuna? does this doog need some love from mooma?" and i thought to myself, "how does this poor creature know his own name, much less mine?"so i have set out to list all of his nicknames. my guess is that there are

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-54639885833895933722008-07-12T18:35:00.004-04:002008-07-13T14:20:32.950-04:00

and it's about @(*%$& time!wolfeinelli inc headquarters will be moving to 92 hawthorne street in just 17 short days. i will not disclose the rent on here, as i do not discuss things like rents in greater new york city....this is because to those fine peeps who live in new york or other expensive metropolitan areas, our rent would seem like a STEAL, yet to those who live in less populated areas,

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-41669396512286997272008-07-04T14:34:00.007-04:002008-12-03T17:14:10.985-05:00

pardon the space between posts....i have been a busy bee! on june 17, my sweet friend doggie and i set out to meet up with katherine and the girls for our annual ladies' beach trip. though there were several omissions this time around, what with new babies and moves and the like, we still had an amazing time. the girls who were there (myself included) REALLY needed the break! as always, we

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-16632361087779028202008-06-13T18:23:00.005-04:002008-06-14T15:07:04.757-04:00

here's my belly at 12 weeks:and here it is at 21 weeks:i thought i had a massive bump at 12 weeks, and now at almost 22 weeks i feel like i look so huge! i know that a month and a half from now i'll probably look back on the 21 week pic and think, "that girl didn't know from huge!"

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-22741947646066114412008-06-07T17:11:00.002-04:002008-06-07T17:12:23.739-04:00

yesterday i was walking along 6th ave and west 4th street, when a fellow pointed at my belly and exclaimed to me, "hey! bun in the oven!"all i could think to respond was "yep."

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-32861479938151953832008-06-02T20:13:00.003-04:002008-06-02T21:08:02.152-04:00

today was my 20 week anatomy scan, which is essentially a very detailed ultrasound. i had warm gel squirted on my belly, and the technician, adelle, took all kinds of measurements from the images of max: lips, legs, arms, internal organs, his placement in the placenta, hands, feet, digits. another technician took over, specifically to get images of the chambers of his heart, during which he

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-90703287447170935522008-05-31T16:35:00.006-04:002008-05-31T16:47:34.008-04:00

today i got to work with two of my favorite kiddie models, esther and georgia. they are vietnamese twin girls with two mommies, they are adopted, and they are AWESOME.anyway, twin #1 (i think it was esther) looked at my belly and asked, "are you pregnant?""yes!" i replied enthusiastically to her.and with this she stared right at me and said, "you know, you really should adopt."this cracked me up

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-51868694450711054912008-05-26T10:01:00.006-04:002008-05-26T17:05:29.561-04:00

while bdub is away, nowlze shall...eat.bdub is currently on a little mini-tour with my brightest diamond- southern california and then off to barcelona for just a wee festival before his return. the 'rents came up for a four day jaunt to NY this week, and we had a great time stuffing our faces.day one we settled in at the cozy black betty for some mediterranean food with a moroccan twist--

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-46956754042232752972008-05-12T19:43:00.004-04:002008-05-13T00:09:39.203-04:00

yes, we're having a max (not a neve as i had convinced myself). it's crazy, because more and more, i had been picturing a little max running around....or, actually, being mellow and chilling out with me and his dad and his cousins. who knows? perhaps my instincts will be off with that personality assessment, too, but let's hope that they are more on point this time (i have felt from the

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-59313219487319622832008-05-10T17:58:00.003-04:002008-05-10T18:22:10.400-04:00

within the last two days, two people whom i hadn't told i was PG commented on my pregnancy. i guess that means i am officially showing!the first was a little old actor with whom i was working on these australian "webisodes". out of nowhere he asked me, "when are you due?" and when i told him he said, "i have a daughter...." and paused...and told me that he never really knew love until the day

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-7859556888180767172008-05-10T00:03:00.005-04:002008-05-10T18:25:10.010-04:00

i know it's a little odd, but i speak the truth. should i be concerned that i "sqeeee!!!" when i see the pups, and not to much with the babies? i think i am missing that particular mama gene. maybe the switch will flip over in a couple of months?case in point: i was walking from the subway today (and, consquently, i think that i need to be officially DONE carrying my bag up the subway steps..

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-77417918206738508332008-05-08T21:47:00.003-04:002008-05-08T22:05:12.505-04:00

i must have hormones in overdrive, because lately everything but EVERYTHING is making me weepy. here's a partial list:-anything on tv having to do with animals, especially escape to chimp eden-speeches by barack obama-cuddle time with the biscuit (little does he know...so fleeting)-any and all public protest, especially those having to do with the sean bell trial (his fiancee was arrested during

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-41134697070113417762008-04-28T11:04:00.001-04:002008-04-29T23:10:45.542-04:00

bdub and i had a little talk about this renovation business, and now we're thinking of just trying to find a two bedroom apartment to move into, rather than subletting for two months and having to pack all of our stuff and put it into storage, only to have to move it all back (and likely relocate in a couple of years.)i do love certain things about our place: the back patio of one. i love

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-33982512632446050882008-04-24T21:43:00.003-04:002008-04-24T22:00:42.918-04:00

we received a couple of items of good news today!dr. moritz called with the results of my NT scan (and it's about *bleepin'* time.) the results placed the baby at a 1:1800 risk for down syndrome and other trisomies. the good doctor said, "can't ask for any better than that!" which is great to hear, but also makes me feel old....at 34, i am practically a pregnancy dinosaur, just one digit and

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-23564973567976867652008-04-23T16:46:00.005-04:002008-04-24T10:44:55.626-04:00

though my next musings are from exactly a month ago, they still reflect how i am feeling today: SICK of working at the freaking sports tv station. i guess i have learned nothing from the trials of dooce (the [in]famous mom/blogger who lost her job as a result of blogging about her employer), but i just can't help it. i worked with a woman yesterday who is, by far, the most horrible person i

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-39150969973205594142008-04-22T19:19:00.004-04:002008-04-22T19:23:39.184-04:00

i popped today! for reals! i have an actual bump (and i am pretty sure it's not just gas.) in fact, a coworker who was privy to my "condition" even noticed with no prompting from moi. crazy.here is a journal entry from 3/19 (another crazy pregnancy day): it's alive! (or the closest thing to a religious experience of which i have ever felt)i felt the baby today. of course, i didn't feel it

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-74080605969808352182008-04-21T10:13:00.004-04:002008-04-21T10:20:50.068-04:00

from 3/12:i am a tired, tired girl. in fact, i am TARD, which is what bdub and i say when we are just plain exhausted. i keep feeling that 1:52 in the afternoon is way too early for a nap!i am working tomorrow and friday, my first days of work since this serious exhaustion has hit. hope i will feel ok. sometimes i think it is just better to MOVE and be doing something to beat the

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-74309105905532255562008-04-19T13:31:00.003-04:002008-04-19T13:41:31.636-04:00

from 3/10: had our first doctor's appt today!i am in such good hands. dr. moritz is a gem. i couldn't ask for a better doctor. plus, he delivered max roach's daughter's babies!! how crazy is that? if he's good enough for max roach, he's good enough for us.he is also a bit of a tv star. here is a clip of him on abc news discussing eating disorders.anyways, i gave about six vials of blood,

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-57547210979574846612008-04-18T20:04:00.005-04:002008-04-18T21:33:23.699-04:00

(twelve week ultrasound from NT scan)finally! the breaking of the hiatus!i hadn't wanted to spill the beans until i had the results of our NT scan, which involves measurements from an ultrasound coupled with bloodwork yadda yadda yadda. it has been nearly TWO WEEKS and i have yet to receive any bloodwork from St. Luke's-Roosevelt's fetal evaluation unit, so i will hereby declare that i am sick

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-86677406874241523562008-02-26T12:32:00.003-05:002008-02-26T13:03:51.386-05:00

101 74 things that piss me off1. slow computers2. stepping in dog poop3. gas4. corn and corn products5. foodies6. my messy apartment7. heat on a timer and lack of a thermostat (not all of us work a 9-5...brrr)8. my upstairs neighbors9. mice10. my landlord (most of the time)11. sore boobs12. lack of space13. lack of work14. lip service15. impatient honkers16. traffic17. litter18. clutter19.

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-34491775517194191652008-02-20T16:24:00.004-05:002008-02-24T10:05:16.023-05:00

100 things that make me happy1. having bdub in my life2. morning snuggling (and evening snuggling)3. having a dog who likes to spoon4. new york on the first day of spring, when the chairs and tables are being put outside at the restaurants5. the snow that looks all sparkly and windswept, like a sugary blanket6. mushroom thyme pizza from the brick oven gallery7. reunions (especially with family

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-31917290313040629232008-02-20T09:36:00.005-05:002008-07-29T22:40:21.727-04:00

so my hiatus will be broken by this post...i couldn't keep this rad idea to myself.here's the website that explains the project: in a nutshell, you must come up with a list of 101 tasks you would like to complete within 1001 days. the criteria is that the tasks must be specific with a result that is either measurable or clearly defined. they also must be realistic and stretching. so here are

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-79966801742055092562008-02-17T17:24:00.007-05:002008-02-26T12:32:43.071-05:00

that's right peeps...i need to take a lil hiatus from blogging for now (not that i have been an especially active blogger over the last month or so). the wolfeinellis in the city will come back in a few weeks bigger, stronger, and updated! as for now, please enjoy my most recent fun internet finds:frugal fashionistalove this blog.. love it. i like to think of it as giving the fashionistas a

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-27435691410831483702008-02-08T01:45:00.000-05:002008-02-08T02:54:13.386-05:00

a hundred apologies for the hiatus in blog world. much has happened since my last post: work has picked up a bit, my existential and career crisis has continued, and we have had a death in the family.brian's grandma wolfe passed away on january 31st as a result of pancreatic and liver cancer. shortly after christmas, she was given the diagnosis and the prognosis of about two months to live. i

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-63776078875063859682008-01-26T13:44:00.000-05:002008-01-26T13:57:47.047-05:00

...i wussed out and called my sister in law and her boyfriend, nick.heather, if you are reading, let me just say this: a man who will come over to your sister in law's apartment at 1 am to help her dispose of a dead baby mouse is one thing--a keeper.(and here they are, dumping the contents of the zapper:)of course, last night as i settled in for a relaxing evening at home (this was pre-kill), i

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-70189582784803166652008-01-25T18:47:00.000-05:002008-01-25T19:16:27.156-05:00

ding! dong!one mouse dead. probably about two hundred more to go (i wish i were joking).rat zapper's online support was wonderful: after the one who got away (as mentioned in my previous post) i contacted the fine people at rat zapper and have been emailing with a nice woman named cathi for a larger part of the day. she was asking me questions like,"Was the red light flashing as well as the

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-14061370396333454972008-01-25T11:23:00.000-05:002008-01-25T11:33:26.319-05:00

if only the UPS guy could see the contents of my recent packages from amazon.the neti pot, which arrived shining and new on monday was a thrill. bdub took some lovely photos of my first attempt, but i fear they are just too gross and involve too much snot and other nastiness for me to post them. however, the neti pot has made me a believer: for the first time since christmas, i can breathe out

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-58812513530090392122008-01-24T12:01:00.000-05:002008-01-24T13:41:42.938-05:00

today is not such a good day. in fact, i believe that i have been putting off blogging since my last post due to the series of not so good days that have followed it. time to come clean.i firmly believe that my career is in the toilet. i have compiled this list of jobs that have fallen through over the last few weeks (and, this is after waiting patiently for things to "pick up" at the new

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-76465598585278751642008-01-19T18:27:00.000-05:002008-01-20T01:02:23.184-05:00

don't know if i announced this to the world of my blog, but my little bro and his lady, the little firecracker, are getting married this summer!and it's about *bleepin* time.my nephew jasper is to be the ringbearer for this affair and since i have the line on the latest in children's attire, my mom has put me in charge of outfitting him. no small task, lemme tell you, especially as this is a

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-48450214419324807622008-01-17T19:10:00.000-05:002008-01-17T19:25:47.571-05:00

kara dean passed on this quiz thingie to me that i think is just tops:electoral compasslets you know who you line up with on the issues of economics, the environment, gun control, health care, and several others. i am 92% in line with obama! crazy!

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-41963212893066846222008-01-12T12:18:00.000-05:002008-01-13T15:02:38.506-05:00

last night i am cuddling up to some deliciously bad tv (i believe it was "miss america: reality check") when the biscuit comes to his feet and gives me that "i'm going to puke" look.i hoist him to the floor just in time for him to barf up a small puddle of liquid (his usual)....only to realize that he's not done yet. he proceeds to puke again, this time the biggest hairball i've ever seen. in

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-79933574222658767402008-01-11T11:23:00.001-05:002008-01-13T15:01:01.622-05:00

over the past three days, i have been volunteering with my friend and fellow makeup artist dina for a project wherein disadvantaged children learn how to make a movie (more explanation here). honestly, when dina emailed looking for a cohort i jumped at the chance, as for the last seven years i have been trying to sort my head around how i could possibly do some MUCH needed volunteer work in this

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-43761887534712662282008-01-06T22:29:00.000-05:002008-01-06T22:35:22.453-05:00

something is seriously wrong with bdub and i. we are OBSESSED with this video and view it daily (sometimes more than once a day). we cannot stop saying "key chain" and "i want banana".view it for yourself and you'll see what i mean.and in all honesty, despite the title of this post, i do NOT want corn. i have been reading the omnivore's dilemma and lemme tell you, corn is scary. it's

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-55545586909274921182008-01-02T14:11:00.001-05:002008-01-12T21:24:58.380-05:00

much to our surprise and delight, bdub and i did not attend any organized festivities on new year's eve. we forewent invitiations to house parties and to bars, and instead decided to take a walk.that's it. just take a walk down to the water on grand avenue (aka grand ferry park) and ring in '08 drinking in the view of manhattan along with our champagne. we leashed the biscuit and packed our

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-21819351342808022592007-12-31T14:28:00.000-05:002008-01-13T15:03:24.904-05:00

the wolfeinelli's and our entourage of friendly beasts had quite the holiday this year. we embarked for west virginia on december 21, all presents and pet carriers. my sister was in with her husband, the inimitable matt, and my two little peanuts of a niece and nephew. sadie and the biscuit seemed to carry on quite the love affair; much kissing ensued (after all, le bisquit *is* french).

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-36187033832968675772007-12-17T14:55:00.000-05:002008-01-12T21:25:21.306-05:00

this afternoon, the biscuit and i were running some errands in our neighborhood. a group of 'tweens passed us and one of them took a look at the biscuit and exclaimed, "DID YOU SEE THAT DOG?! YO, THAT DOG WAS HOT!!"word, son.

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-16739214518427314862007-12-15T11:12:00.000-05:002007-12-15T11:55:38.515-05:00

the christmas spirit is alive and well here at wolfeinelli inc (despite most of our decorations, such as our tree, being artificial in nature) and as for me, i have been a bit of a busy bee. which is nice. of course, most of my jobs have been editorial (read: low-paying) and i have been working almost entirely with the 8 months to 6 years old set, but i am not complaining. it is nice to be

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-12300942255184665462007-12-09T08:45:00.000-05:002007-12-09T10:27:01.105-05:00

q: what passes for "aromatherapy" to norwegians in lake wobegon? a: bacon and coffeethe 'rents came into town and brought with them much ado (fun, chaotic, at times exasperating and publicly of the "i am trying to act casual but new york scares me a little" ado)...plus tickets for us to go to a live broadcast of a prairie home companion at the town hall theatre. dad did us a solid and managed to

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-83631287978271475412007-11-30T15:04:00.000-05:002008-01-13T15:02:17.686-05:00

i almost forgot that i would like to share my thoughts on our apartment situation:while i have been quite dismayed by the piles (literally, piles) of mouse droppings, the cracks where walls meet floors, the wobbly front gate and crooked front door of our abode.... upon perusing the craigslist apartment listings, i have discovered that for the amount of space we have in the neighborhood where we

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this nowlze has had a change of direction since her last blog post. after a day or so of wallowing in self-pity, i have done the following to get back onto the path of self-improvement:-gone to the gym-put up the holiday decorations-put down some new rugs (always a sure-fire mood lifter)-cleaned up a few piles of mouse poop-sent out emails to my work peeps hoping to get a bite or two of a good

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-20378584420938580022007-11-27T16:24:00.000-05:002008-01-13T15:17:09.865-05:00

this is the best thing ever.i would give anything to embed it into this blog, so if anyone knows the code, pass it along!i could use some holiday cheer, to be honest. i have been feeling "blah" since upon our return to new york. i think it has to do with-- despite woobie "the destroyer" and one less mouse in our house-- the suspicion that there are many more hiding in the walls, scurrying

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-13339119424101998552007-11-25T15:09:00.000-05:002008-01-13T15:04:02.062-05:00

at six this morning i heard it. it wasn't the cry of "i'm hungry- feed me" nor was it the disturbing, warbling cry of "look out--i'm going to puke up a hairball now".this was a battle cry that said (to quote bjork): "i am the hunter. i'll bring you the goods."i poked my husband and said, "either woobs is hurt, or he's gotten the mouse". got it he did. he got it good.shortly before we left to

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-11045814684713114172007-11-19T23:29:00.000-05:002008-01-13T15:16:22.956-05:00

i realize that in my mouse-induced insanity i managed to gloss over the greater half of my week! plus, i need to clear up something: it seems that my friend ehrrin believes i have defied her, and i need to set the record straight.pre-sickness, i had decided that should i not be booked for any jobs on wednesday, i would attempt to drive to pittsburgh and see the dub perform with my brightest

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-53244901942143142682007-11-18T21:59:00.000-05:002007-11-20T11:11:58.682-05:00

yes, i am trying this new way of (not) eating. i call it the "mouse diet" and it consists of avoiding your kitchen due to THE GRAY MICE THAT DWELL THERE!!! AND POOP ON YOUR STOVE!! AND CRAWL AROUND ON YOUR STUFF!!! AND CREEP YOU OUT WHEN YOUR HUSBAND IS AWAY!!i just saw him. he looks like this:but the more i creep myself out about him, he looks like this in my head:in other news, le dub played

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-33384621596539839192007-11-12T14:57:00.000-05:002008-01-17T19:28:19.039-05:00

sick. sick. sick.yesterday, i went over to kara dean's in the afternoon to make soup. we chopped a bit, sauteed our veggies and poured in our tomatoes. deanie and dyl finished the rest of the pot and about ten minutes after i sat down, i found it difficult to move off of the couch. no good.i slept for three hours at their place and then managed to drive home and watch bad tv. still today, my

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to counteract the piss and vinegar of my last entry, i thought that i would post some of my favorite things. for those of you with blogs of your own, i'd love to hear about your favorite things, too! this time around, mine will be purely material, because my favorite sentimental things would be the cozy nook of bdub's neck, the biscuit's frito-licious scent, my hands side by side with my mom's (

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-14484380753562976542007-11-09T13:04:00.000-05:002008-01-13T15:07:17.703-05:00

it is friday. over the past three days i have been working for a bunch of ingrates, busting my butt to make the precious client happy.let me rewind a bit. i received a call from a production company whom we will call "crappy production services". CPS, as they will herein be known, is a production co. that essentially whores out their crew to the lowest bidder. they pay a flat rate for makeup

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-35666481739390305962007-11-05T13:49:00.001-05:002007-11-10T18:21:11.160-05:00

i planned on posting about how my husband is a superhero long before today, but something happened. in my last post, i was merrily boasting of his skateboarding prowess in the face of the terrible 'tweens, which made me think of many of bdub's superhero encounters in our fair city.but then the unthinkable happened. the next day, just blocks from our apartment, my skateboarding hero hit a bump

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-21776349422025375672007-10-31T22:08:00.000-04:002008-01-13T15:05:30.570-05:00

this post is dedicated to my favorite halloweener, bdub.today bdub, dressed as disgruntled vietnam vet (as he is every day), had forgotten his stick bag at his rehearsal space...for those of you who are unfamiliar, let me dumb it down a shade: le dub's stickbag is the container in which he carries his sticks, mallets, brushes and various accoutrements that are needed for playing drums. his

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-85242299190505782872007-10-29T18:53:00.000-04:002008-01-13T15:06:05.613-05:00

"uncle" bdub recently did a recording session at this spot called frisbie in tribeca. they had the cutest kid's t-shirts and onesies, so of course he had to get a couple for our favorite niece and nephew.and just look at what was in my inbox!i think those two need to start a band or something. they already exude such 'tude.beezie also emailed me this--from sadie's first birthday (and really,

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-15106895730276584312007-10-26T17:49:00.000-04:002008-01-13T15:06:44.564-05:00

i readied my ingredients and got set to chop some onions for lasagna. my ipod shuffled to "sweet baby james" by james taylor...a lullabye that immediately makes me think of my nephew (james "jasper" laster). which makes me think of my sister. which makes me think of the fact that she lives on the opposite coast. and that i see her but maybe three times a year at best. which makes the lump in

nowlzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692850436637522902noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026286358505046278.post-76814564267016214572007-10-26T14:23:00.000-04:002007-10-26T15:03:00.572-04:00

i know that this is usually the topic of foodie blogs, such as that of my friend ehrrin's "now that's good eatin'!". but i must gush about my delicious dinner last night.kurly and dyl procured a sitter from their baby sitting co-op (isn't that a rad idea? that kurly is an innovator) and we met for dinner and sake at zenkichi.zenkichi is an intimate and beautiful ninja lair of a restaurant in

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