I've had "Edge of Desire" from JM's new album, Battle Studies, on repeat in my car for the past week. Sometimes I get hooked on a song and won't let it go. This one in particular makes me all melancholy and wistful weird. It's tortured, longing, desperate. It speaks to me for various personal reasons I won't go into. It reminds... Continue Reading →
I'm compiling a list of things that "They" don't tell you about before you have kids of your own. The latest addition is that all members of the household will never be healthy at the same time ever again. We are constantly sick up in here. Sam is still trying to get over her latest... Continue Reading →
Hey ya peeps. So i'm back in tn. NYC was all kinds of fantabulousness, as you've probably gathered by now. I'll post some pics here later maybe but we'll see. Most of you saw them on Twitter but since I can't convince all of my friends and family to get on the Twitter bandwagon I'll probably... Continue Reading →
Just when I'm beginning to get my bearings in the Manhattan neighborhood of my temporary home at The Gracie Inn, its time to leave. And like the last time I was here, I have been given just enough of a taste of this city to leave me wanting so much more. I'll be back, that's for certain. And hopefully for longer... Continue Reading →
I'm alone in a bed & breakfast on Manhattan's Upper East Side. I'll be here until Sunday afternoon and I know that except for missing The Accountant and Sam, that I won't want to leave. Much more to say but I'm one tired puppy so here are a few pics...
eggo waffle shortage...not good...sam eats a waffle every day for breakfast and freaks the heck out if she doesn't get it...creature of habit?...perhaps...i have to have my lowfat cinnamon brown sugar poptart every morning, she has to have her eggo...this could be a crisis worse than h1n1 in our house... headed to nyc on friday,... Continue Reading →
For those of you who haven't seen my sweet Accountant in a while, he looks a might bit different...as in, there is much less of him (and I'm not talking about his hair)! The hat! Check out the hat! My man is stylin' and profilin' in that hat y'all! And what is it with boys... Continue Reading →