I wanted to keep track of what my days with baby V are like before I go back to work full time. Right now we have Tuesdays and Thursdays together at home, and I don't know if it will ever be this way again. This morning she woke up after sleeping a good six and a half hours straight- from 11:30pm to 6am. Carey heard her first and got up and changed ( Read more... )

I may have finally gotten in the headspace and workspace where I can start to post regularly again. Still obsessed with getting knocked up. Heather was kind enough to send me her copy of Taking Charge of Your Fertility, and I dorked out over the ferning on my ovulation scope and have been crossing my fingers every morning when I take my temperature ( Read more... )

I'm seriously nuts about libraries. It's like a FREE BOOKSTORE. That is amazing to me. If some kind of apocalypse happens and I manage to survive, you'll be able to find me living in a library with a bedroom set and some survival gear.

It was like a first date when I went to the New Lenox library for the first time. Would it be nice? Would it have ( Read more... )

Carey and I finally broke down and got a car after he was offerred a promotion at work contingent upon getting one. Behind the wheel I finally realized that my inability to focus on distant objects was a bit more than an inconvenience, so I went to the opthamologist today so that I can read highway signs and sit in the back row of class without ( Read more... )

I have pretty much been exhausted since I started grad school. I go to class, have literally hundreds of pages of homework, am constantly writing papers, have an awesome but demanding 20 hour assistantship, and in my free time, I'm planning a colossal wedding ( Read more... )

Thought I'd get a jump start on a new year's resolution and post. I'm still on a rather luxurious school break, and loving it. I went home for Christmas and had a really good time. I didn't have to disclose and bizarre family secrets or mediate any awkward grudge matches, and I got plenty of time to just look around and marvel at these odd people ( Read more... )

The rock under which I've been hiding the past few days is located on Roosevelt Island. I live on the island of Manhattan, but on Roosevelt Island (between Manhattan and Queens), you KNOW you're on an island. It's 2 miles long and about 800 feet across. I'm pet-sitting for my friends, who have a sweet orange cat named Rabbit and an English bulldog ( Read more... )

Goodness gracious. I thought taking the day off would help this trip go smoothly and stress-free, but that was just a combination of hopeful and stupid ( Read more... )

Things haven't quite returned to normal yet. It's like I have a stress hangover I'm trying to shake. I spent Friday night catching up on the laundry I ignored for about a month. Saturday I had a friend's bbq to attend, which is the perfect activity when it's a gorgeous summer day and you're lazy and off carbs and sugar. I made a nice spritzer with ( Read more... )

I can't tell you how nice it was to read on the subway this morning. Not study lines, not compose email blasts, not update my to-do list, not try to sneak in a low-quality nap. Just read. It's been more than a month since I had time to that.