in the mood for soup and cashmere. i love fall time. absolute favorite season. can’t wait for white water rafting this weekend, and anniversary trip in a few weekends! pumpkin carving is right around the corner!
The labor and delivery floor makes you warm and fuzzy in the inside. I’m pretty sure the same chemicals released after having an orgasm are released when one steps into the labor and delivery floor of a hospital. It could possibly just be me. My baby sis finally had her little Sophia Lennon yesterday morning at 10:51 am. She weighed in at 7lbs, 14 oz and 21.5 inches long. Not to toot my horn, but I think I’m her favorite:) After my sister nursed, I rocked her (almost) to sleep, but other eager friends and relatives wanted to hold her so I shared. Yesterday reminded me of the politics of new baby/parents & grandparents war. It’s a constant battle to maintain an equilibrium of parental wishes and grandparent-al desires from labor and delivery and on. It also reminded me how I love warm, soft & smooth little babies. Sophia bobbed her head back-n-forth near Tara like a little fish trying to catch bait when she was trying to nurse. Jolie did the same thing when she was an infant. She is precious, and I am an aunt:)
When jolie goes to the library she usually picks out a c.d. or two to borrow. I’ll tell ya’, some kid’s music is not half bad. On one visit we happened to get a compilation of different artists- folksy mostly. This song was monotone and not very upbeat, so I thought jolie would hate it. I stand corrected. She still sings this song. In fact, I’ll probably have it in my head for the rest of the day. I had no idea it was Over The Rhine. Apparently, based on my google search, this is a kid-tested and approved song.
We’re also fans of They Might Be Giants songs on “Higgly Town Heroes.”
i have not posted anything in ages. or days. lots of things are happening:
ashley has dove in head first to house hunting, and although she seems frantic and anxious (and slightly overwhelmed), her labeled and organized house binder is anything but. we may share identical ocd organizing genes. like pete yorn says, “everything in it’s right place.”
my lil’ sis is about to drop a baby girl here in the next week or so, or possibly today. her mucus plug came out a couple of days ago while taking a pee at a public restroom in Wal-Mart. now she’ll have to change her name from Sophia to America. Oh dear. i’m super excited because this is my first ever niece. i need to stay away from home goods. they have the cutest/trendiest baby/toddler room decor and toys. i never leave empty handed. babies are so much fun to buy for. that reminds me, i can’t go into baby gap either….i know i’ve mentioned before how i hate clutter and usually take a pragmatic approach to outing the old..as in getting rid of shit around the house, but i haven’t had the heart to part with all of jolie’s baby clothes. no, instead i assigned them to bins and labeled them by size.
brett’s step dad, fritz, brought our hardwood flooring for our foryer over yesterday. he plans to begin this weekend. currently we’re rocking 1960’s dirty gray (cafeteria) tile in the foryer and linelioum in the downstair’s hallway. i’ll post before and afters. we’re very fortunate to have handymen in our families. without their skills and talents we would not be able to restore our 1901 vicotrian. or not as quickly at least. i’d say we’re making progress.
we’re still waiting for our painter to begin, but i’m just flowing with the go this time around. he’s working on another building and has kept in contact with us. i cannot wait to see our house all spiffed up for the fall. once we paint, i can do a little sprucing up with flowers. i learned from a former landscaper that the best time to plant flowers is in the fall, for many reasons: plants don’t require as much water (so not as much upkeep), insects and bugs are buzzing off somewhere else and not eating on my butterfly bushes, and the roots establish in the soil best in autumn. plus, you can reep the benefit of florists’ sales.
i can tell by the drastic change of weather over the past week, we’re going to experience “summer” much like we did last fall. poo.
Neither of the houses below belong to me. Our house is about half the size of the mansion. I just really like the color palette. The first set of colors we chose are completely different from these, but Brett wasn’t really digging the darker taupes so we went back for another stab after our beach getaway. I think the warm yellow and crisp cream will look nice for all seasons. My favorite season of all is right around the corner, and, really, it feels like fall now. I can’t wait to carve pumpkins and make soups…and of course pumpkin raisin bars. I got the recipe from Brett’s grandma, known to everyone as “Nanny.” I plan on continuing to gain lbs. Fall foods are a great excuse for it.
the hubby and i are meeting with a new and (fingers crossed) improved painter tomorrow. after the first paint company, that held our money for ransom, fell through, a great surge of defeat plagued our spirits. then we went to florida for a week and that pretty much rejuvenated us both. we came back refreshed and ready to tackle our old home and its pathetic, peeling exterior. the new painter is completing the project at half the cost of the first guy—half! this saves us thousands. it’s best to shop around, just like the song says. i hope this time next month i can post a picture of our spiffy paint job.