Monthly Archives: March 2010
I wonder if this is my child?
And no, I wasn’t talking about the book by Bernhard Schlink – Good, by the way.Lillienne is obsessed with books. It doesn’t matter if we have read “Are You My Mother?” sixteen times already, we need to read it again, and we need to do it NOW. There were always books in every room in the house. The other day I went to get a feminine product out of the bathroom drawers and found 16 books next to the Tampax. But now? Now there are tiny children’s books everywhere, too. Cardboard books and pop up books and books with glitter. Books in the closet, bath time books and books that are lost under the couch for days at a time, and then found and celebrated by reading said book sixty-four times in an hour. And when I’m not reading books to Lily, she is sitting on the floor, attempting to read them herself, but she often sounds like she is giving a sermon in Thai. Or perhaps, Mandarin.
Oh and by the way, my bangs have now grown out to how I originally tried to cut them.
So we purchased a Canon 5D Mark II. And we are officially dating. It’s beautiful, and sometimes I just walk by and pet it very slowly, and then quickly make out with it if Dustin is in the other room. Seriously? It’s a wonderful camera. And the 24-105 L series lens? Holy crikey batman. Can you say KAPOWBANGBOOM!! Also, I’m pretty sure this camera and lens is going to tone up my arms by the end of the summer. It feels like holding up a cinder block compared to my xti.
Dustin comes home tonight. And apparently Lillienne hasn’t even noticed he has been gone. This bodes well for when I run off to Bermuda with Mr Gyllenhaal with Lillienne in tow in the near future. Sigh.
Today, we took in the gorgeous sunshine and went for a walk down by the river with my friend Jen and her little girl, Sophia. Today is also day two of my PGX experiment. You know, the stuff that costs fifty bucks a bottle but promises to change your life, even if you don’t. That’s a pretty big promise, PGX. Does this mean I can continue to eat Cheetos, and by summer I can walk around in heels and a bikini (hell, i will settle for a flattering one piece) looking like Audrina Patridge (with real boobies, of course)? We will see. Oh yes, we shall see. And of course I am joking, I really don’t eat as bad as I write about. I actually eat tons of healthy things but I’m just so damn lazy. Ugh. I might actually have to start going to the gym because I don’t necessarily want to drop tons of weight, I just want to firm up. And have a space between my thighs. And stop the upper arm thing that’s going on.