Tuesday, March 07, 2006

The End.

The ladybug has retired. Come and party at the new pad!

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

I do I do I do I do I do.

(Anyone hearing ABBA after that title?)

Most everyone I know hates March, especially in Boston. Who could love this grey and mucky month that thinks it's so awesome because the first day of Spring is in it?

That would be me. Long story why. Twelve years ago this Saturday found me getting ready for a portfolio showing at a literary magazine published by the Big University here in the city. They were looking for someone to work on a redesign. Thinking I was going to present to a bunch of musty stuffy elbow-patched professors, I put on the most dowdy outfit in my closet. (First, think 1994) Long black cotton skirt, mock black turtleneck bodysuit, covered by a rust colored vest! (No Steph, it was not a sweater vest, I have some fashion decorum) I wish I could remember the shoes, but let's dowd-up the image even more and admit they're black oxfords or loafers.

I walk into the office, which is really tiny, and not professorial at all. No panelled oak anywhere, just tropicana orange walls (a pure clash with my rusty vest I'm sure). And a handful of editor peeps to shake hands with:
1. "Hello how do you do."
2. "Hello nice to meet you." and
3. "Hello. (gulp) What was your name again?" "R." he says. Oh shit, this man is so gorgeous beyond belief, and I look like a total dork.

After bumbling through a portfolio preez, me and my googly eyes leave the office, my heart all aflutter. Later the editor calls to thank us for coming in. And oh, by chance she's having a party, R. will be there, and would I like to come? Oh yeah baby. And that's where the story begins. Cupid hit me real hard that day.

Do you ever think of all the events that happened in your life to lead you to this moment? I am with the most amazing man on this planet. There were so many people, choices, situations that led me to that moment on the morning of March 4, 1994. I shudder at the thought of any of those events misaligning. R. has shown me so much about life, the good, the bad, and has let me lean on him, and helped me find the inner strength to deal with this thing called life. I can't wait to continue the journey into parenthood, he is going to be an amazing father.

Why post this three days early? Today is our wedding anniversary. Seven years ago we snuck away to Maui. Barefoot in the sand, giddy from too much champange, reading vows we wrote to each other, and a few tears later, we were married.

Happy Anniversary Baby! I love you more than anything.

Oh yeah, in case you're wondering, not only did I land the man, I landed the job too. Jackpot!

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

LID algebra

If these short month referrals stick, I did the math. Freaking November referral! Travel at Christmas. All is NOT calm. All is NOT bright.

They'll catch up, won't they? Our referral was originally supposed to come next month.

Saturday, February 18, 2006

Monday Cat Bloggin' 02.20

Kikalee's Mission: Try to get Oosha to pose with Cheesedoodle, while we're waiting on a big job to print out.

Did you say something lady? I'm trying to clean my chest.

Get your hands off me lady. I'm not going to play this game so you can impress your friends.

Har dee har har har. Stupid Cheesedoodle.

Do not look at Cheesedoodle. Do not look at Cheesedoodle. Oosha's Mission: Make lady mad.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Color her World

My posts of late are so lame. I am so bored with the wait, sorry if I haven't been that entertaining. Big event of the week: I picked a paint color. Under the gun because the painters are coming tomorrow, and I don't want to spend Valentine's night staring at the baby's room walls. Bless Sparky's heart for helping me (I found different colors, I know! I'm insane! Thanks for sacrificing your identity for me at your paint store). I'm going with the one on the right. Thanks to the giant C2 ultimate paint chip. It's called Junior League. What was going thru the color teams' minds when they came up with that name? R. says we'll change it.

P.S. Happy Valentine's Day everyone! Doing anything fun?

Sunday, February 12, 2006

Attention all Purse Whores

I'm too excited I can barely type. You know the concept of Netflix, right? Rent as many movies as you like one for one low monthly fee? This purse hound is pinching herself because there is the same service for those pretty things we sling over our shoulders. (Or, most times, in my case, giant feedbags to carry my junk).

It's called Bag Borrow or Steal. My one curiosity is, you know when you clean out your purse there's all sorts of little things at the bottom? Dirt, wadded up gum wrappers, pennies? How do they clean that out? It's not as bad as wearing someone else's shoes or underwear, but close to it.

P.S., today is our 5 month LID anniversary. Does it matter?

Medaglia d'oro

Miei cugina vestirsi con eleganza!

My cousin* dressed to full elegance on Friday night. She carried the placard for Denmark's Olympic team in a Moschino-designed costume for the opening ceremonies. I wouldn't expect anything less from the Italians. This dress had mountains and lights on it. I've never met her (she lives in Torino), but it's nice to share her 15 second brush with international fame. This pic doesn't do the detail much justice, more is shown in the link above. (This pic is Miss Italia, but she bears a striking resemblance to her.)

*is the daughter of your Mom's cousin a second cousin? twice removed? I get so confused by that!

Friday, February 10, 2006

Friday Cat Bloggin' 02.10

This is the best I can do today folks. I don't have access to my furryones. So I introduce Cheesedoodle: courtesy of Mike F. from The Infinite Cat Project.

(if you visit, keep clicking "next cat" to see what the project is all about)