Emma


She was supposed to arrive at 11:30. Or thereabouts. That’s when the doc was going to wheel my sister in and then wheel her out with a baby in her arms.

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Jeans and Keens

I’m not one of those people that walks around on Fridays touting, “TGIF!” Those people annoy me. It’s Friday. It comes around once every 7 days, and it’s typically a good thing that it’s finally here. Everyone loves Fridays. So it’s redundant to keep gushing about it.

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Confession

Before I confess, I have to let you know that I really fought it. Really, truly. I tried so hard not to like her. But I can’t hide anymore. I have physical proof now in the form of a 2-CD set.

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Super Star

Say you’ve got The World’s Greatest Kid. In your own humble opinion, anyway. So here you are with this awesome daughter, and her preschool sends home this little 5″ yellow paper star with a note that says, “Here is a weensy star on which we want you to put your child’s name, a picture, and why your child is a superstar. Oh, and squeeze in a copy of the Magna Carta while you’re at it.” Okay, maybe they didn’t put that last part, but still. I mean, the star is only so big. How do you write about all the ways your little girl rocks when you have such a small amount of space? Even smaller after your stick her name in. Thank goodness she has a short name.

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First Day

I would love to take the time to post gobs and gobs here how fantastically wonderful my first day at my new job was, but I’m too busy snarfling some food so I can book it down to the Pageant to see Train and celebrate my unbelievably awesome first day with my unbelievably awesome friends.

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Love Story

I took advantage of M being out of town tonight to watch a classic romance. His idea of a classic involves aliens in black and white (think The Day The Earth Stood Still…the original one) or in grainy Technicolor (think Close Encounters of the Third Kind). I had never seen Love Story, and my in-laws own it, so I asked them if I could borrow it. I also asked for The Way We Were, which it turns out they don’t have, so my FIL compensated by bringing over a whole spate of movies for my selection – thanks Dad! I figured I’d have a nice evening on the couch, curled up in a blanket, relaxing and watching a nice movie.

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