One thing I’ve said, like, forever is, “I don’t want to look all neat & tidy and clean & sober in my coffin. I want to look like I’ve LIVED MY ASS OFF!” Well I change my mind. Holy F*ck, do I ever change my mind. Now that I’m seeing the results of 20 years [...]
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After Effects.
I loved being pregnant. Like, LOVED it. I loved the wonderment of having a living, breathing human being GROWING inside me. I loved watching my belly expand and harden. I loved the fact that I could eat pretty much whatever I wanted. I loved the glow. I loved that it gave me an excuse to [...]
It’s all about me.
Now that Oscar is almost one year old, I’m ready to start doing things for myself again. *GASP* The first year of his life, well, it was all about him. And rightly so. I mean, of COURSE it’s all about him, but what I’m trying to get at is that various choices and decisions we [...]
Rewind
I just read this post again and it sounds too effin’ cheery for what I was really thinking. I’m just sayin’.
When the hell did this happen?
I realized two things today. 1. I had a baby. 2. I’m almost 40. Oscar and I spent the afternoon at the mall. I had to return a couple of things to Old Navy (because they sucked completely and weren’t worth the $20.00. When did their baby clothes get so, um, cheap looking (not to [...]
I’m no ScarJo.
I’m not a Kardashian either. And no, not Kate Winslet. According to The Gap, however, I’m running in their circles. According to The Gap, I’m curvy. And I like it. Because it’s much nicer than hearing, “Stephanie, you’ve got Junk In The Trunk.” Ok, rewind. @CanadaMomDeals tweeted about a Gap sale. I’m in desperate need of [...]
What’s that sparkle? Oh, it’s Stephi’s teeth.
At about week 25, when this picture was taken: it was brought to my attention that my teeth were discoloured. It happened just like that *snap*. Seriously. One day they were white (as white as they could be from a life of red wine, coffee and cigarettes! But pretty white nonetheless.) and then the next [...]
Father’s Day
(imported from old site) Today was our first Father’s Day. I’ve got to write this stuff down… to record it… to remember it. To have something for O to look back on one day. To know that we were a family unit that loves each other tremendously, even if the day wasn’t monumental. It was [...]
