I'm Afraid of Americans
Wake up: 6:00 am
Slept for: Maybe 6 and a half hours. I know I fell asleep before the end of the 11 pm re-airing of PR.
First thought is: Of Les Deux Gamins. It's long-been closed but the rain reminded me of it.
Baby is: Looking like a cartoon character of a baby.
This is: Cute. Though I often wonder about if he weren't so cute, would I so willingly do all of the tedious things for him. Willingly being the operative word—of course I'd still do them and I'd still love him but him being cute makes it easier. Oh, is this why all parents think their kids are cute? Is this nature's way of ensuring that a baby gets taken care of?
Daughter is: Sleeping in our bed with her head on my pillow. She looks huge. She came in pretty late/early morning—maybe 3 or so. She kept me up, twirling my hair. Where's the sleep fairy when you need her?
This is: I don't know. I am so tired when I am sleeping that I just don't even have the mojo to deal.
Man is: Working on new edition, fixing daughter's sunglasses, sewing daughter's shirt, exercising, spending time with family.
This is: Very 220, 221—whatever it takes.
Goal for the day: Get all my work done. This will be a feat since I don't have a sitter today.
Kabbalah says: Count your blessings. "We all have blessings in our lives even if we're having trouble finding a husband or making money or getting our lives on track or battling illness or depression. Even when life seems its darkest, there's always a pilot Light burning. Somewhere. You wouldn't be reading this if there wasn't Light pulsing through your being."
First bananas thought:
Arrive at gym: 8:30-ish.
Workout is: Quick (the fat burning program—33 minutes). It's better than nothing. Will do weights at home.
Today's song is: I'm Afraid of Americans by David Bowie
Best lyric is: God is an American
Best spam subject line: Britney Spears pregnant with antichrist
It's the best because: Of the whole Rosemary's Baby thing
I want: To know who got bounced from PR—because waiting to catch one of the hundred times the episode is re-aired is not acceptable, apparently.
I love: Knowing that things will be okay.
I wish: I don't really wish for anything today.
I am totally, majorly obsessing over: Using the term "pop off" as much as I can, for the sheer comedy of it—even though I am the only one who finds it so humurous.
Being a mom means: Patience, patience, patience. Of which, I don't have much, but I am learning.
Being a wife means: Trading new and unusual songs.
Being a business owner means: Living outside of your comfort zone for everything.
Out of the mouths of babes: "Grandma, you look better in this picture," said while pointing to a recent (though airbrushed) photo of my mom that sits next to one of her at 36.
Today I ate: Very cleanly except for half a cookie, which instantly gave me a bit of a stomach ache.
Today I drank: Not nearly enough water.
Work was: Swirling—one of those days that has you versus you having it.
Today I learned: Who got kicked off of PR. It took five seconds to click onto the Bravo site and find out. It wasn't fulfilling. Everything is too accessible nowadays.
I am: Going to get some tea.
Tomorrow I will: Cut out coffee in preparation for my Blueprint Cleanse that commences on Monday.
Slept for: Maybe 6 and a half hours. I know I fell asleep before the end of the 11 pm re-airing of PR.
First thought is: Of Les Deux Gamins. It's long-been closed but the rain reminded me of it.
Baby is: Looking like a cartoon character of a baby.
This is: Cute. Though I often wonder about if he weren't so cute, would I so willingly do all of the tedious things for him. Willingly being the operative word—of course I'd still do them and I'd still love him but him being cute makes it easier. Oh, is this why all parents think their kids are cute? Is this nature's way of ensuring that a baby gets taken care of?
Daughter is: Sleeping in our bed with her head on my pillow. She looks huge. She came in pretty late/early morning—maybe 3 or so. She kept me up, twirling my hair. Where's the sleep fairy when you need her?
This is: I don't know. I am so tired when I am sleeping that I just don't even have the mojo to deal.
Man is: Working on new edition, fixing daughter's sunglasses, sewing daughter's shirt, exercising, spending time with family.
This is: Very 220, 221—whatever it takes.
Goal for the day: Get all my work done. This will be a feat since I don't have a sitter today.
Kabbalah says: Count your blessings. "We all have blessings in our lives even if we're having trouble finding a husband or making money or getting our lives on track or battling illness or depression. Even when life seems its darkest, there's always a pilot Light burning. Somewhere. You wouldn't be reading this if there wasn't Light pulsing through your being."
First bananas thought:
Arrive at gym: 8:30-ish.
Workout is: Quick (the fat burning program—33 minutes). It's better than nothing. Will do weights at home.
Today's song is: I'm Afraid of Americans by David Bowie
Best lyric is: God is an American
Best spam subject line: Britney Spears pregnant with antichrist
It's the best because: Of the whole Rosemary's Baby thing
I want: To know who got bounced from PR—because waiting to catch one of the hundred times the episode is re-aired is not acceptable, apparently.
I love: Knowing that things will be okay.
I wish: I don't really wish for anything today.
I am totally, majorly obsessing over: Using the term "pop off" as much as I can, for the sheer comedy of it—even though I am the only one who finds it so humurous.
Being a mom means: Patience, patience, patience. Of which, I don't have much, but I am learning.
Being a wife means: Trading new and unusual songs.
Being a business owner means: Living outside of your comfort zone for everything.
Out of the mouths of babes: "Grandma, you look better in this picture," said while pointing to a recent (though airbrushed) photo of my mom that sits next to one of her at 36.
Today I ate: Very cleanly except for half a cookie, which instantly gave me a bit of a stomach ache.
Today I drank: Not nearly enough water.
Work was: Swirling—one of those days that has you versus you having it.
Today I learned: Who got kicked off of PR. It took five seconds to click onto the Bravo site and find out. It wasn't fulfilling. Everything is too accessible nowadays.
I am: Going to get some tea.
Tomorrow I will: Cut out coffee in preparation for my Blueprint Cleanse that commences on Monday.
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