it's been so long, so very long

Nov 18, 2009 10:42

that's a line from the original parent trap, and one that makes me and lauaracorcoran laugh and laugh. there is a certain class of well-coiffed women that she and i share a fascination with - the aforementioned redhead mom of camera-tricked hayleymills, the blonde Baroness in Sound of Music (don't say a word of this to the captain... "oh No.. i wouldn't dream of it"), and of course the icyblonde Jillian character in the VC Andrews series Heaven. She's probably the prime specimen, and has the additional benefit of being relegated to text and thereby able to be fully realized as encompassing everything that is prefect hair and breathy voice and utterly lack of interest in the peons of the world. i'd like to be jillian in a play someday. in fact, it's a bit hard to believe that only Flowers in the Attic has been adapted into a visual format. the Heaven series is totally her opus, though.

in the interest of aligning with the nominal expectations of a journal, i will update my life thusly:

sick in some way or nother for the bulk of october - H1N1! upper respiratory infection! exhaustion!

have gained 21 pounds so far with only the occasional reliance on icecream to meet recommended caloric needs.

tinybaby moves around A LOT. nitaawe spanned her time inutero real mellow. this girl is wild methinks.

I wrote my comprehensive exams! 70pages of what felt right insightful and concisely phrased. i'm just so good at it now.

many a cute outfit gifted at babyshower, but no cloth diapers. i certainly can't fault the victory of the aesthetic over scatalogical.

did i mention i FINISHED MY EXAMS? after the oral component in two weeks, i'll officially be ABD(all but dissertation)

i think writing the dissertation is going to fun, easy, and natural.

nitaawe and i played an epic game of scrabble. nearly 600 points combined scores. every word a gem.

the only word of assessment that satisfies me is "perfect". my midwife employed it close to 10 times on our monday visit.

gabriel covered my feet in clay that he revivified from its 30year hibernation as a rock. they are verysoft.

he clearly still finds me desirable and tells me all the time that i am beautiful.

deep brown eyes.

he is perfect.

i think i shall undertake my yoga now. i always fall asleep at the end of it, even though a conscious deep relaxation time is the ideal. whatever. the baby can stay awake and bask in the endorphins while i shamelessly nap on a rare sunny day. maybe i'll get back to that dream i had about sleeping lastnite.
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