1. Is there a summary somewhere of what's going on on LOST? I missed last season (I missed a lot of stuff last year. It's kind of like I was in a coma for nine months and just woke up).
2. We have the (start of) a tooth! Charlie's not so fond of developmental milestones, especially teeth, but we can feel it, it's a coming! Bring on the steak.
3. We booked our summer vacation to Maine this weekend. The three of us are going with five babysitters. One for Charlie, four for Ken and me.
4. Jake is a dork. If you don't know what I'm talking about, please don't waste time trying to figure it out.
5. It's supposed to snow. On the weekend, of course.
6. In a sign that she's making somewhat of a comeback, Charmer is back on the couch.
7. Approximately 8,679 people mentioned Nancy Kerrigan to me today. Apparently, since I was once a figure skater, I should have an opinion about what her brother did.
8. I wasted 2.5 hours of my life watching Funny People the other night. And then I was mad at myself for wasting that time. I really, really wanted to like that movie. I really, really didn't like it. I really, really want my 2.5 hours back.
9. I have been scrapbooking. A lot. I might start submitting to magazines again (that's a big might). What's still out there to submit to?
10. One of my favorite things about my dad being here to watch Charlie are the e-mails I get with diaper reports.
Charlie wore his Mr. Rogers sweater today, made with love by a friend. (He really wishes I was more like Carron and would get over this silly scrapbooking habit and move on to knitting).
"When I say it's you I like, I'm talking about that part of you that knows that life is far more than anything you can ever see or hear or touch. That deep part of you that allows you to stand for those things without which humankind cannot survive. Love that conquers hate, peace that rises triumphant over war, and justice that proves more powerful than greed." Fred Rogers
1. I got approved for an independent study this semester. So I have this semester, then thesis, then I am DONE with my master's. My independent study involves reading books by bloggers who are much wittier, smarter, and probably better looking than me. Oh, and they made money and books by blogging.
2. I watched just the last ten minutes of The Bach last night. And somehow I woke up dumber today.
3. What the heck is happening with Conan O'Brien? I am so out of it and People magazine doesn't arrive until Friday.
4. Charlie pulled himself up for the first time this week. In the bathtub. The little guy is a fish. He is taking after our neighbor, Michael Phelps.
5. There are so many funny things in the files my mom brought that I'm having trouble imagining how I will space them out on the blog. I might have to start an entirely new blog devoted to, "Sh*t from my mom's files."
6. I'm pretty sure I should have tried out for American Idol. Now I'm too old. Unless I want to go on and sing about looking like a fool with my pants on the floor.
7. We have been singing the pants on the floor song all week.
8. It has taken me approximately an hour and a half to write this post. That's how interesting my life is, folks. Think how long it would take me to write a book! I might finish it by the time Charlie finishes college. And my mom would read it.
9. My dear, sweet, college friend/bridesmaid/best-mix-tape-maker friend ever, Meckenzie, got engaged to her sweetheart Andy (on my engagement anniversary, way to be original ANDY). And now I can link to Meckenzie because she is blogalicious!
10. I am going to have a bowl of cereal. I'm bored with myself. He's bored with me too:
...I have discovered, early on, that pregnancy brain and new-mommy brain are training for a very valuable skill that will come in handy later in my parenting journey: making schtuff up.
The main thing I make up these days is words. I combine them, I make them up, I forget them entirely. Yesterday, we went to Madeline's christening and I told one of Mercer's family members that I would see them at the next major "lifestone." Lifestone? Yes, you know, a life event, a milestone, all rolled into one fantastic word. LIFESTONE.
And it's so funny because people either aren't listening, don't have the heart to correct you, or just nod and smile because they are saying in the back of their head, "New mommy brain."
I find that I can have complete conversations with Mercer and Carron because they, too, suffer from new-mommy brain. We can make words up, skip them entirely, and we still know what the other is talking about. We even help each other finish sentences sometimes. We new mommies have to stick together.