Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
Do you know what I found? Nothing. Absolutely nothing of any "real" importance has happened since I have been away. No heidi, lauren cat fight, no Brittney Spears 5150 hold, not even a good celebrity birth (unless Minnie Driver is still considered a celebrity? Really, name the last movie she was in.) What is everyone else on vacation too?
If I was in the states at least I would have my Tivo'd favorites like gossip girl and the new 90210 to comment on. But given my current jungle state I am at a loss. Please, please, please feel free to send me any breaking stories. A girl can only go so long.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Given that we are now halfway through our post labor day vacation I figure you all deserve an update.
Books Read- 3
Mosquito Bites- 10
Ear Infections- 2 (both mine)
Teeth Cut by Liam 2 (yep, this is fun)
Play Dates with Neighbors- 4
Average Hours Slept by Liam- 17 1/2 (thank you god!)
Fights Between Me and My Sister- 0
Fights Between Me and My Husband- 0.5 (depends on what you consider a "real" fight
Card Games Played- 6
Card Games Lost By Me- 3
Pages written in my novel- 0
Days Left Until We Have To Go Home- 8
All and all an extremely successful vacation if you ask me. Here are some pics from this evenings sunset stroll. And yes, we wish we never had to leave.
Have a great weekend everyone.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
My husband always told me he hated cats, but when we brought little Chloe' (named after the label, of course) home he totally switched. He was mildly obsessed with her. Then one day she did the unthinkable, she turned into a cat. I know, shocking right? Apparently to said husband it was. He spent the next two years telling me daily, "I like kittens, hate cats." This is a phase I thought surely my baby is safe. Not safe, so much as doomed.
Soon after the birth of our son, Steve made it his mission to hate Chloe. Hate with a burning passion. All I would hear daily was......hair (yes she had a lot, and yes it was everywhere).......clawing (damn cat would only scratch the new furniture, now matter how hard I begged her to stop).........litter (was this her fault, I mean she had to go to the bathroom somewhere?) The nail in her little coffin was when she started clawing at the bedroom door at 5:45am every morning (at this point my love was waining a bit I have to admit.) This coupled with the purchase of luxury apartment and new luxury furniture, and the writing was on the wall.
After a few failed Craig's lists posts, Steve began promising gifts to those who could find someone to take the little fur ball off our hands. He even offered my sister in law E.A. a pair of Loubuitons (I believe we still owe her a pair, oops!) and after a week she had a loving home. In another state. Is that far enough away for you sweetie?
In all honesty, she did find an amazing home for her. Chloe' now lives with a gallery owner who, how do I saw this, really really loves cats. Like really. So, one short plane ride and my little girl was happily living in a home far, far away. I was devastated of course, but this now left my husband nothing to complain about. Which we all know is an amazing thing.
The funny thing is that his son, aka his clone, now LOVES cats. I mean is obsessed to the point of being a bit psycho. He sees a cat and you would think it was a 70% off sale at Marc Jacobs (yes, they have those twice a year.) Down here in the jungle there are cats everywhere........like everywhere, and there is Steve watching as his son snuggles up to every whiskered little one. Take that I say. Poor kid is probably scarred for life. You know the lady that lives with 2 dozen cats? Yep, that's going to be our boy. Nice job honey, wonder what the therapy bill is going to be for this one?
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
E.A. informed me that if I hadn't traded my Vogue subscription in for my Parenting magazing (it was so damn heavy) then I would have seen that the must have label for fall was none other than Elizabeth and James, and the new it girls for the fall were none other than Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen, aka the bobble head billionaires.
We all know if Anna Wintour says it then it is like God speaking, and therefore it must be true. I mean, the woman does have about 1,000 Birkins for Christ's sake.
So, here I was thinking my stylist at Intermix had steered me all wrong, and all this time me of little faith was actually a trend setter. Here I was thinking I was getting my designs straight from target (of course we had a laugh at that thought) (don't get me wrong Target is still the place for everything else), when in actuality I, yummy mummy, was truly a yummy mummy. I know, I too surprise myself sometimes. So thanks auntie em, I will never be a self doubter again.
Monday, September 8, 2008
As you can see the little guy is taking full advantage of having a pool in his backyard.
Friday, September 5, 2008
We arrive and immediately remembered why we love traveling to third world countries. Can you say AMAZING in Spanish? Seriously, the place is like nothing we have ever seen. Needless to say we are so sad the bridge is up and running today. I can assure you we will be staying here on our return voyage in 16 days!
I am the luckiest girl alive. Don't think I don't know it
P.S. wireless is a bit spotty in the middle of the jungle, but they have assured me I should be able to get my daily posts up and running, so I will be coming to you daily from my tropical heaven!
Thursday, September 4, 2008
This makes me wonder if I accumulate my pieces for my wardrobe based on the actual pieces, or am I like the masses of wanabe fashionistas who buys things solely based on their celebrity designer. I mean, am I into Phillip Lim only because it’s trendy to be into Phillip Lim? Do I worship Marc Jacobs because he is well, Marc Jacobs? And what about my so called classics like Burberry and Hermes? Do I only love them because you are supposed to love them?