Saturday, December 24, 2005

My very unoriginal Xmas post

And so this is Xmas (war is over)
And what have we done (if you want it)
Another year over (war is over)
A new one just begun (if you want it)
And so happy Xmas (war is over)
We hope you have fun (if you want it)
The near and the dear one (war is over)
The old and the young (now)

May there be peace and joy for you dearest family, friends, and all the world in the coming year.
(What can I say, I'm an optimist!)

Love you all!

Sunday, December 18, 2005

Give me a break, give me a break...

...break me off a piece of that Theron.
From The Advertising Slogan Generator. (with thanks to Jay!)
Our other results:
Gotta Lotta Paige.
Good to the last Sylvie.
Behold the power of Izzy.
Dial down the Smudge.

Friday, December 16, 2005

'Tis the season part II

So here it is, only 9 days until Xmas and we've received a whopping three, yep THREE Xmas cards. I shouldn't talk really since we only just started putting ours in the mail yesterday but ya gotta know that this year our cards required some assembly which could only really be done while a certain somebody was napping. We should get the last batch in the mail sometime tomorrow so some of you might not get yours until after the actual holiday but the sentiment is what's important anyway, right?

'Tis the season...

..to argue over the origin of a holiday carol apparently.

When we lived in Savannah, I remember seeing a historical plaque which stated that Savannah was the city of origin for the song "Jingle Bells." At the time I though it was odd that an ode to riding in a horse-drawn sleigh over hills of snow would be written by someone living in coastal Georgia where it rarely (if ever) snows enough for sleigh-riding.

Then this year, Theron and I noticed seasonal banners on light poles in Medford proclaiming it to be the home of "Jingle Bells."

Huh?

As it turns out, there's actually quite the controversy around this topic.

Monday, December 12, 2005

Oops! We did it again...




...bought new furniture that is; an oak corner entertainment unit and a parawood mission style dining room table with 6 matching chairs to be exact. We've been hemming and hawing about getting these pieces for a while now since they weren't exactly cheap, but they are things we definitely needed (especially the dining set with company coming for Xmas!) We did save a bit of moulah by going to an unfinished furniture store , and we're planning to stain all of the pieces either rosewood or morrocan teak. Merry Xmas to us!

Thursday, December 08, 2005

Behold my first Book Purse!

You can see more photos here. It's sloppy, lopsided and it won't hold much, but I had a great time making it and hopefully my subsequent attempts will be more successful. I've learned that I should really pay more attention to the thickness of the book, so as to ensure there will be more storage space when the purse is closed. This one will probably at most hold a cell phone, small money clip and a chapstick. I had a crazy idea that I would be able to get several of these done for xmas presents, but unless I stop requiring sleep sometime soon, then it ain't gonna happen.

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Rule #1: Don't let the small stuff get you down

Thanks everyone for being so supportive. I think it was just that everything had kind of built up and I had a mini breakdown. I know that Sylvie's issues are not big deals at all and we're doing everything we can to address what needs to be addressed. So she's small. So what?

Happy news: Sylvie has become a lean, mean (well, sweet actually) waving machine. She waves at stangers in stores and on buses. She waves at Theron and I. She waves at the cat, the dog, the Christmas tree and even the radio. She even sounds like shes saying "Hi!" in her cute Pebbles Flintstone's voice while doing it!

Can I hear you say "Awwwwww!"?

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

The good news and the not so good news

Sylvie had two doctor's appointments yesterday; one to see about the helmet and the other was her 9 month check-up. The good news is that Sylvie will now only has to wear her helmet for one more month and just overnight and during naps. Yay!

The not so good news is that her growth, already slow to begin with, appears to be plateauing. As of yesterday she weighs 13lbs 13oz and measures 25.5". She's wearing 3-6 month size clothes and stage 1 diapers, (although she'll probably be in stage 2 soon since they are for 14lbs+). Her pediatrician is concerned enough to want Sylvie to see a nutritionist (to teach us how to provide extra calories) and a gastroenterologist (to see if she is possibly having problems absorbing nutrients) and maybe down the road an endocronologist (who would check her gorwth hormone levels). Hearing this really upset me, even though I know that failure to thrive (such a HORRIBLE phrase) is often associated with Noonan Syndrome*. I feel like we are doing something wrong, like not feeding her enough. But she eats! A lot! She gets solids 3-4 times a day plus as much boob juice as she wants! She has yet to reject a single food we've offered her and she is VERY interested in whatever we happen to be eating. The girl loves food. But for some reason, she's just not growing like she should. On the upside, her pediatrician did note that Sylvie is very social and her babbling is indicative of normal intelligence, which lessens some of the other potential concerns associated with Noonan Syndrome.

One other thing which isn't really all that bad but it's not good either is that Sylvie is also a little behind in her gross motor skills**. I've contacted Early Intervention to set up an assessment for her and if necessary they should create a program of therapy to help get her back on track in that regard.

I keep telling myself that we are lucky that Sylvie's issues are not bad at all, a fact that is driven home to me every time I take her to one of her doctors at Children's Hospital where we see so many kids with far worse problems. She's a very happy, inquisitive, content kid. And for that I am so very, very thankful.

*We still haven't had a definite diagnosis on whether or not she has Noonan, and we may never know for sure. It's one of those things that can't always be tested for. She had some blood drawn at her last appointment with the geneticist to screen for a particular mutation that is known to cause Noonan Syndrome but the thing is that only about 50% of kids thought to have Noonan carry this mutation.

**Meaning she's not yet sitting up or trying to pull up to a standing position as is typical for babies her age. However, her fine motor skills, such as picking up a cheerio between her thumb and forefinger and putting it her mouth appear to be, well, fine.

Sunday, December 04, 2005

November Sylvie Photos

I know I'm a little behind at getting these posted, so here at last are Sylvie's photos from November. Unfortunately our photos from Sylvie's first Thanksgiving did not come out very well so I don't really have many to show, but the rest make up for it prety well I think.

Thrill to the hunt for the wild cheerio! See the voracious appetite that cannot be appeased, driving Sylvie to chomp on everything from noses to shoes! Gasp as Sylvie attracts the attentions of an older man!

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Another reason why self-tanning baby lotion is really unneccesary (as if you needed another reason)

Yesterday, while at Sylvie's Cardiology appointment*, the doctor took one look at her and said, "She sure likes her sweet potatoes, doesn't she?"

Sadly, I've been waiting to hear a comment like that. No, it wasn't because I'd brought her to the appointment still smeared with remnants of her last meal...I may let my baby roll off of a couch, but I DO clean her up before taking her out into public.

No, the truth is that Sylvie has a condition called Carotenemia or Carotenodermia. There's no need to panic though because it just means that her skin has an orange cast because she eats alot of foods that are high in beta carotene, found in orange vegetables like carrots or sweet potatoes. Baby food manufactureres seem to try to induce this condition because just about everything in those little baby food jars contains an orange vegetable. The main ingredient for chicken and rice? Carrots. For turkey and rice? Sweet potatoes. For vegetables and chicken? Carrots. And if, like us, you try to save a little money and buy bulk packs of veggies or dinners, most of the jars contain orange food items as the main ingredient. The veggie pack contains peas, butternut squash, sweet potatoes and carrots. The dinner pack contains chicken and rice, turkey and rice, turkey and sweet potatoes and macaroni beef. 8 out of those 11 different types of baby food are primarily carrots or sweet potatoes.

Frankly, I'm amazed she isn't as orange as an Oompa-Loopa by now.

*Because of Sylvie's two minor heart defects, she sees a cardiologist every 6 months. She had a brief electrocardiogram (heart monitor thingie) and an echocardiagram (ultrasound on the heart) and both showed no problems. Yay! We've been told that she will most likely require heart surgery in a few years because the defects she has can become problematic later in life, but the doctor said that with the current surgical techniques her hospital stay would be less than a week and probably only about 3 weeks till full recovery. Sounds about as bad as the appendectomy I had when I was 14!

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

There's a reason why it's a cardinal rule

You know how they say that you should never leave your baby alone for even a second unless they are in their up-to-current-safety-standards crib? For example, it is ill advised to leave ones infant alone on the couch to step into the other room, even if they seem to be tucked securely in the corner and even if it is only for the briefest of moments. And I know this. EVERYBODY knows this. So what did I do yesterday? Yep; I stepped into the other room for the briefest of moments, leaving Sylvie tucked 'securely' into the corner of the couch. No sooner had I stepped into the other room then I here a muffled thump!

So I fly back to the couch and sure enough, Sylvie is now on the floor having rolled off of the couch, onto the cushions I placed on the floor below her just in case (because I KNEW I was doing something stupid by leaving her alone for a brief moment, ya see) and then rolling just a bit more onto the hardwood floor. So she's face down and not making a sound and I'm freaking out and picking her up and rocking her back and forth saying I'm so sorry I'm so sorry I'm a bad mommy I'm a bad mommy, on the verge of hysterical tears and meanwhile Sylvie, who is unhurt and appears only mildly flummoxed about what had just happened is looking at me like,"what is wrong with you?"

In other, less how-bad-a-mommy-is-Paige anyway? news:

As some of you have witnessed, Theron and I will often amuse ourselves by lightly patting Sylvie's mouth with a finger when she is making a sound, causing a wah-wah-wah sort of noise. Sylvie has caught on to this and will now pat your closed fist against her mouth to the same effect. Sylvie also might have started waving hello, but she isn't consistent about it so I'm not sure if she knows what she's doing and while she is defintiely saying "mama", I'm not sure if she knows what it means yet. I've read that most babies say "dada" first because it's suppoesed to be easier for them but Sylvie is much more likely to spout strings of mamas and babas at this point.

Monday, November 21, 2005

Updates

I realized that I've made mention of a few things in past posts that I never followed up on, so here goes:

Funky Helmet- Alas and alack, Sylvie's head shape, while greatly improved, is still a bit pointy on the sides so the specialist recommended that she wear her helmet for another month at least. She has her next assessment 12/5, and hopefully she'll be free of it by Xmas!

Lying Liars-Ha, ha, the insurance company found for US! If that other driver lived on an island, I'd totally go harrass him with Theron's nanny nanny boo boo ship right now.

Return of the Milky Way-Being home with Sylvie and being able to dispense boob juice soley via the old fashioned method seems to have rectified my supply issues. Yay!

Book Purses- I'm finally getting around to making...or should I say, attempting to make some of these purses myself. I spent hours in Michael's yesterday sorting through beads and fabric to find the best matches for the book covers I've scavenged. One of the employees who kept walking by while restocking other areas told me, "You've been there and awfully long time!" and I told her, "Yeah, and I'm not sure if I'm in heaven or hell."

I've got 9 purses currently in the works. What am I going to do with 9 book purses, you ask? Well, let's just wait and see if they turn out first...because they might just end up as a bonfire in the backyard.

In other news:
I've completed my very first commissioned pet portrait! I'm planning to eventually add a price list to my portfolio webpage for commissions and signed prints. I don't know if I'll get much (if any) interest, but it can't hurt to try, right?

Friday, November 18, 2005

The Pegasus and the Unicorn

Here's a photo from this past Tuesday of Sylvie on her very first playdate getting to know her new friend, Sara. Sara has the commando crawl down pat and she can really move around the room...she even inspired the crawling-reluctant Sylvie to make an effort at moving from point A to point B in a manner other than rolling!

Thursday, November 17, 2005

Don't you think it's about time you put yourself on the map? (Second call!)

Alright y'all...it's been a week since I added the Frapper map link yet only FOUR of you have been kind enough to add yourselves to it. I know there are more readers than that and I thought at least our relatives would get on board...(ahem, where are yooouuu, Grandmas???)

Come on, show us the love!

Monday, November 14, 2005

Stalking the Wild Cheerio

We've started giving Sylvie a couple of Cheerios with each meal and as a result, I've discovered new and fascinating things about what I thought was merely another breakfast cereal. I never thought I'd say this but they seem to posess some sort of basic animal instinct for survival. Watching Sylvie trying to eat them somewhat reminds me of Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom:

Sylvie stalks her prey slowly; she leans forward in her highchair and bats at the rings like a cat with a mouse until finally, her chubby fist pounces! For good measure she whacks her closed fist with the Cheerio trapped inside on the tray, stunning the crunchy oat ring sensless before bringing it to her gaping, toothless maw. Oh, but the Cheerio is a cunning creature, clinging tenaciously to the palm and temporarily thwarting Sylvie's attempt to gum it to death. She'll bite down on her thumb, then look confused--oh wait, that's not it--pull her hand back and open her fist to make sure the Cheerio is still there, then bring it back into her mouth and try to fit her whole fist inside so the Cheerio cannot escape. But the Cheerio remains safely encapsulated inside of her own hand! Oh you wily, sneaky Cheerio! When she does finally achieve her goal the Cheerio still has a trick or two up it's sleeve (or it would if it had sleeves) and will slip out on a stream of drool, seeking refuge on Sylvie's chin. She knows it's there but can't quite see it, even when she tucks her chin into her chest. At last however the o, weakened by the prolonged mauling, succumbs to a swipe of her sticky tongue and disappears into the abyss.

Another discovery on my first day as a SAHM: Who needs Starbucks when you can just add milk and ovaltine to the leftover coffee from the carafe and heat it up in the microwave? Mmm...mocha latte à la Paige.

Friday, November 11, 2005

Everybody was Kung-Fu fighting...well, almost everybody...or all about my short and inglorious movie career

Did I ever tell you that I was in a Kung-Fu flick? "Sempiternal" was the senior project of an incredibly multi-talented friend of mine back in college, Ilram. (You can see a snippet of it in the Stunts section; it's the first of the Scene thumbnails.)

Of course the snippet is not the scene I was in ya doofuses, waddya think, I have secret martial art skills? I was just an extra, although I DID have the only speaking part, heh. The premise of the film was that there is a mysterious talisman which compels it's previous owner to hunt down and confront, fight-to-the-death style, it's current owner. I rediscovered my VHS copy of it when Theron and I were packing for our move. It was made in '97 and as we watched it I remember thinking that oh-so-original thought, "Man, I look so young!"

I was involved in a couple of other shorts films during my SCAD years: a non-speaking part in a dream sequence where I was wearing a long white nightgown* and standing barefoot in an alley.** In the film I was supposed*** to be juxtaposed with another, similarly dressed blond girl while being approached by the male main character who was having the dream.

I was a main character in the other film, solely because it was based on a short story I'd written my senior year in high school**** and developed into it's film version by my then boyfriend Mark*****. It was meant to be a dark, vaguely post-apocalyptic type of story. I played a crazy lady who, as told in flash-back, was driven crazy by her husband's having killed their young daughter rather than let her fall prey to a "rape & pillage gang." In the end I got to say the line, "Do you believe in happy endings? I believe in happy endings..." before my character walks off camera and shoots herself. Fun!


*perfectly modest, I assure you.

**resulting in a nasty cut from broken glass.

***I say 'supposed' because I never saw the finished piece, but that's how it was explained to me at the time.

****that I can't even remember the name of; I think I blocked it out on purpose.

*****If you ever saw this film (which--pray any-and-all-deities, has long since ceased to exist--you'd realize just how bad an actress I am. I'm talking cringe-inducingly bad. Yikes. Paris Hilton and Britney Spears are Oscar winners compared to the the acting travesty that is me.

Thursday, November 10, 2005

Don't you think it's about time you put yourself on the map?

Just a quick post...

Check out the '"Where are we?" button on the left of the screen under my contact link and give us a shout out, will ya?

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Ah, the wacky whim of Fate

We've been trying to get Sylvie in daycare since we'd both be working and as you may recall, I was bemoaning how I'd have less time with her because of this. Well, call it a sign from above, a divine kick in the pants or just a crazy coincidence...

I got laid off yesterday.

Don't cry for me, Argentina...in fact can I hear an A-MEN?

I called Theron to tell him the news shortly before he was to leave the condo to drop off the papers and first payment with daycare. The daycare situtation was the one sour note in the hosannahs I was singing about getting laid off as circumstances in the past week had caused us to be very "flip-floppy" with the daycare owner which we felt awful about. First we said we were going to enroll Sylvie, then the next day said we might not (when Theron's contract job looked as if it might fall through), then the day after that said we definitely would and finally we had to say we definitely would not. The daycare owner had called us when Theron hadn't come by to drop off the papers and was very gracious when we explained the situation. We're sure that Sylvie would have loved it at that daycare but for now she's all mine! I just hope that we'll be able to find as good a daycare for her if/when we are looking again.I know it's weird that I am happy about this but I am, especially since it happened at what is just about the best time. Theron has a great job lined up for the next 3 months and between that and my severance package, we should be in decent financial shape for the next several months.

So now, I have the time with my daughter I was craving and the opportunity to get astarted with my illustration career. Ain't it NEAT?

This morning I have to go back into my ex-place-of-employ to suss out a few details and gather the rest of my stuff. Then I'll go out with a few of my ex-coworkers for my farewell lunch and then instead of spending most of my day twiddling my thumbs and sighing heavily in my cube at work, I get to go with Theron and Sylvie to the grand opening of IKEA in Stoughton. WooHOO!

Monday, November 07, 2005

That sucking noise is the vaccuum that appeared where my willpower used to be

I WILL not eat anymore halloween candy...I will NOT eat anymore halloween candy...whuh?...you bought FOUR BAGS of REESE'S PEANUT BUTTER CUPS because they were only $0.75 each?...oh...huh?...what was I saying a second ago?...uh, never mind....

Fact: Math can lead to Depression

I've always wanted to be a mom. And I've always wanted to have a career. I never thought it would be easy to do either and certainly not both, but my grand scheme/master plan was to become an illustrator, thus combining my love of art with a job I could do from home and allowing me to help support my family while simultaneously raising my kids.

Ha. Or much more appropriately, SOB!

I am not an illustrator by any stretch of the imagination. Yeah, sure I went to an art high school and majored in visual art and followed that up with a 4 years of art college. I even had a solo show that got rave reviews...at least in the little blank book I left at the gallery for comments. (Another Fact: Reading "You're talented at a young age!" and "You'll go far!" comments in said book from solo show that happened about 6 years ago can also lead to depression.) Yet in the end I've failed miserably at being an illustrator, mostly from lack of trying and fear of demonstrating just how mediocre an "artist" I am. So I've done what scores of fellow art school grads have done: gotten a job doing very basic graphic design type work at a soulless corporation.

Today, I decided to play the masochist and create a little math problem like the ones we used to do back in elementary school (because that is about the level of math my brain can handle) to figure out how little time I get to spend with Sylvie because of aforementioned failed plan and soulless job:

If your daughter generally wakes up around 7:45 am and her usual bedtime is 8:30-9 pm, and you leave for work around
8:20 am, returning around 6:20 pm, and you have extrapolated from this information that during the work week you are able spend at most 3 hours and 15 minutes a day with your child, how many hours total do you get to spend with her during a full week?

3.25 hrs x 5 days=16.25 hrs +48.00 hrs (weekends)= 64.25 hrs - 22.00 hrs (rough estimate of time spent sleeping on weekends)=42.25 hrs


So if my calculations are correct (and they probably aren't since as I indicated before I suck at math), I'm getting to spend just over one quarter of the total hours in a week with Sylvie. What's even sadder is that once she's in daycare, I'll most likely see her even less. I know that countless parents have been through this same heartache...so I should probably quit whining. But I felt the need to vent and this is MY blog so, there ya have it.

And yes, I would like some cheese with my whine.

Friday, November 04, 2005

Rant #1: Lies and the Lying Liars who tell them

Don't you just HATE freakin' LIARS? Especially when one hits your parked car while trying to pass another car ON THE RIGHT in a ONE LANE STREET, then acts all pissy when you refuse to take his oh-so-generously proffered $50 for the damage because he "didn't have time" to give you his insurance info? Then, while he finally consents to exchange the info, later tells his insurance company the BALD FACED LIE that you OPENED YOUR CAR DOOR and that's why he hit you? I'm sure that the evidence will bear out our version of the story though since the damage was done to the mirror...otherwise please explain to me how his truck CRACKED OUR MIRROR HOUSING and NEVER TOUCHED THE FREAKIN' DOOR if we had opened it?

If the evidence doesn't bear out our story, would the gentleman* who took a picture with his cell phone of the truck when it appeared the driver might flee the scene please contact us to bear witness because we were dumb enough to wave him on thinking that when Mr. "Im-to-busy-for-this-here's-$50" Jerk had pulled over to come back and discuss the damage with us that he would be honest and forthright about it being ENTIRELY HIS FAULT.**

JERK.

*Yeah, I know it's like a million-billion-gazillion-to-one that this guy would ever happen upon my blog but I figure it couldn't hurt.

**Oh, and if you happen to be a Dooce reader like me and think I'm ripping off her style by TYPING IN CAPS, get over yourself. Some story recaps just require a little added emphasis is all. I'm sure she would agree.

Funky Helmet, Helmet's got the Funk!

Sylvie is 8 months old today! She's getting so big now; still on the lean side but long. Just this morning she demonstrated a new trick; one-handed clapping! Er, sort of. To explain---often while nursing Sylvie will smack her free open hand against my chest repeatedly. I started to put my hand in between hers and my chest, moving it counter to hers so that we were in effect clapping. When I first began to do this she seemed irritated and would grab at my fingers and pull my hand down as if to get it out of the way of hers. But this morning, she appeared to catch on to what I was doing and stopped nursing to focus on our clapping. Theron was watching and after we'd clapped a few times, she'd look up at him and smile really big as if to say, "See how well I've got mommy trained?"

She goes back to the doctor's office today for an assessment of her noggin. Please keep all relevant body appendages crossed that she will soon be free of her helmet. It really hasn't bothered her much to wear the helmet, but despite swabbings with alcohol and antibacterial stuff and coatings of cornstarch to absorb wetness, it kinda stinks like an old shoe. What can I say, my kid has a sweaty head.

This evening, Theron and I are interviewing a daycare provider who is based back in Watertown. We've heard great things about this place and while it's not overly convenient to our new digs, it's close to the design studio where Theron often does contract work. In fact, he's been offered a full time contract job until the end of January. We keep hoping that it'll become permanent, so keep those relevant appendages crossed for that to happen too.

Monday, October 31, 2005

October Sylvie photos

October has been a great month for our girl...she's pretty much figured out the whole cause and effect thing (drop toy, mom or dad picks up toy, rinse, repeat), is very close to being able to sit up on her own and is making a few almost crawling movements. Her vocalizations are increasing in variety with cute experiments in tempo, pitch and musicality. In fact, Theron swears she sang the first few bars of the Beach Boy's "Barbra Ann" recently. Another neat thing she's started doing is showing/sharing with us her toys. For example, she'll intently examine one of the dangly bits on her whozit, such as the fuzzy orange heart or the green polkadotted ring, and then hold it out to us. Is it silly that I take this as a sign that she's a clever kid?

This month we had a ton of photo ops so we've posted not one but TWO sets. The first set features photos of Sylvie with some of her visiting Alabama family: Great Aunt Janet, Great Uncle Tom, first-cousin-once-removed Brian, his wife Liz and their daughter Taylor who is Sylvie's 2nd cousin. (I think I've got the familial relationships correct!) Other pictures include Sylvie in her "new" highchair attempting to use a sippy cup, taking a spin in her "Space Rover" and relaxing after a prize fight...or was it a bath?...in the scrumptiously soft robe she received from DoahDear.

The second round contains photos of our lil punkin Sylvie amidst witches and hay bales during our trip into Salem and, decked out in her official Space Baby uniform, making a brief appearance at her first Halloween party. There are also some insanely adorable shots with her G'ma Judy who visited just this past week and was kind enough to babysit so that Space Ghost('s evil twin) and the "Milky Way" were able to stay out and par-TAY at Amanda and Sean's 4th Annual Halloween Spookstravaganza.

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Serenity Now

I scored as Shepherd Derrial Book. The Preacher. Out here, folks need a minister, if only to remind them that God hasn't forgotten them. It isn't about making them worship, it is teaching them to do right by themselves and other people. Why is that so hard for some to understand?

Which Serenity character are you?


I promise this is not going to become a blog where I only post my inane internet "test" results... I'm posting this as a way of showing my adoration for the show Firefly. Yes, I am a sci-fi geek, but that doesn't change the fact that this is/was a seriously AWESOME show. Check it out.

And coming soon...an update on the continuing adventures of Sylvie: Space Baby!

Friday, October 21, 2005

Another thing that is SO me...

at least according to Which British Band Are You?




Doncha just lurve these goofy "tests"?

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Fenugreek is my galactagogue...AGAIN

I've always thought that people who breast fed their kids for 2+ years were a bit crazy. When a kid can walk over to you and yank up your shirt and nurse while standing, or can ask, "muhmah, might I have a nip o' the nip?" then they are WAY too old to be hanging off your tit in my opinion.

I still believe this, but to each her own I suppose.

My point, however, is that I can understand the desire to prolong the closeness that only comes with breast feeding. My experience with it, aside from a slight difficulty in getting Sylvie to stay latched on in the beginning, has been mostly easy and painless. I love how her little hand waves around like a piece of seaweed in a current, sometimes reaching to touch my face or wrapping around my finger while she nurses.

But despite the fact that I've not reduced the number of daily feedings or pumpings, my supply is once again dwindling. I've heard that some babies self-wean, but Sylvie is as eager for the boob juice as ever she was...I know this because when I pick her up out of her crib each morning or after I get home from work she immediately plants her face against my chest/shoulder/arm and begins hoovering away; our little space baby in search of the milky way.

I'm taking fenugreek again but so far it is not having the desired effect. Is my body ready to wean Sylvie even if I am not?

Stupid body.

Well, I suppose some breast milk is better than none. Luckily, she tolerates an occasional bottle of supplemental formula and she certainly loves her solid food!

Friday, October 14, 2005

A shoe by any other name...

I came across a pair of shoes in an ad in Parent's magazine and decided to check them out online as the sku for them was handily printed next to the picture thinking, "Those are SO me and I need a new pair of loafers."

How right I was, (except for they only come in youth sizes.)

It got me to wondering, are there any other shoes out there that are SO me?

Yup.

Thong sandals
Dress shoes
Slingback
Boots #1
Boots#2
Clogs

And I also come in gluestick!

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Cousin Blob's Blog

Heh...try saying that 5 times fast! Keep abreast of Cousin Blob's developments by visiting All about our blob, where you too can play the game: Blob's Favorite things!

Friday, October 07, 2005

September Sylvie photos


At long last, here are the September photos of Sylvie, aka Space Baby!

In the past 7 months she's grown a great deal; not so much in size as in personality. Although still a very laid back baby, she does occasionally get frustrated and isn't afraid to let everyone know it. She's not yet sitting unsupported or crawling but she is a lean, mean rolling machine and if something is out of reach by hand, she'll use her little monkey feet to grab it. She's very ticklish when she's in the mood to be and giggles, squeals and squawks when Theron or I pretend to gnaw on her ribs or chew on her chubby thighs, (which are so very, very chewy.) She would dearly love to make friends with Izzy, but the beagle is a little reluctant to do so. Smudge is more accomodating and allows Sylvie to grab and yank handfuls of fur without so much as a twitch. (BTW I do admonish Sylvie to "be gentle with the kitty", but so far she hasn't quite grasped what that means.) She's proving to be a rather sharp kid, having figured out that there's a latch on my nursing tank tops which she tries to undo when in the mood for boob juice and last night she was very intently examining one of the toy attachments on her whozit, rolling it this way and that in her hands to make it rattle.

As for our girl's weight, she is now up to 12lbs 13oz. What's funny is that because of her leaness and thatch of hair, to me she has the look of a toddler despite her overall small size. Sylvie's dietary experience has continued to broaden with the additions of applesauce, green beans, mangos, bananas and as of last night, meat! She gobbled down pureed beef with carrots like a true gourmand. No doubt about it, this kid can eat. I guess that it's just mostly going to support her hair growth!

Friday, September 30, 2005

Cousin Blob

Mucho felicitations, congratulations and excitations to my sister Amanda and her hubby Travis on the impending arrival of their firstborn! (Apparently they weren't going to tell me about it but Travis let it slip when I asked him about stomach pains that Manda had mentioned him having and he said he guessed it was "sympathy morning sickness.") Manda is only about a month along so Sylvie's first first cousin should probably be arriving sometime next June. As it is way too early to know the gender (which A & T are refusing to divulge anyway as well as their name choices; copycats!) I have dubbed the tiny zygote, "Cousin Blob." Once s/he has outgrown the blobby stage, I am thinking perhaps, "Frankie Fetus."

Or how about this for a giggle: Theron and I had the Wee Wallis Whatsit name for Sylvie...let's try to come up with something similar for "Cousin Blob" but with Gentry worked in somehow.

My first suggestion: Golly Gee Gentry
Woo hoo, let the games begin!

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Read any good books lately?

Hey everybody, it's Banned Books Week!

I'm ashamed to admit that I've only read 31 of the 100 most banned books of 1990-2000 (although 1 of those 31 pertains to the Harry Potter Series as a whole and I've devoured every one); many of those when I was an "impressionable" youngster. Guess I better get crackin', huh?

Up with books! Bah to banning!

One of the nifty things about living in Boston

Riding the bus home from work yesterday, I overheard conversations in languages that originated from 4 different continents.

Friday, September 23, 2005

Completely random post

I'm usually not big into purses, but these are just neat-o!

Thursday, September 22, 2005

HGTV Junkie

I love HGTV. LOVE it. Especially now that we actually have a place of our own. HGTV is to blame for fueling my burning desire to take on beaucoup DIY projects. I want to make so many things for our house...I just need lots of time and extra money for supplies first! I'm hoping to eventually make some roman shades , crochet some floor rugs, make a new duvet cover , maybe even do some decorative mosaic tiling in the bathroom. I know that Theron would love to make some furniture, but that requires lots of power tools which we don't have and won't be able to afford for a while. See how crazy we are?!

The backyard has so much unexplored potential....I'm thinking raised flower beds with pretty regional wild flowers perhaps, an herb garden and a patio for BBQs and entertaining. We'd love to get a composter, like these and maybe even a Pet Waste Digestor System

Aside from a few minor details, the prior owners had similar taste in decor to us, so we've already got some kick-@$$ light and faucet fixtures. The rooms have been painted in a myriad of bright colors and I think we'll keep most of them as is. The bright red-orange of the attic space (complimented (?) with two red-orange-yellow sponge painted walls) will change for sure and I think the salmon-y pink of the bathroom is also a bit much. The pale green color in our bedroom is a bit too cold so that will also be altered. My vote for replacement color is the green (select colorname/number and type in "asparagus") we had in our old place.

Other changes we'd like to make are: new switchplate/plug covers (the current ones all match, but the are a cheap white plastic with a cheesy flower motif) and new/additional hardware for the kitchen drawers and cabinets (which are currently also white with a cheesy flower motif).

It's all so exciting and frustrating!

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

New furniture! Hurray! and also Yippee!

Our couch and chair was delivered earlier today. Now we'll just have to figure out how to set it up in our teeny-tiny living room. We already know that our entertainment center is way to big so it'll probably be relegated to our guest room/studio/computer room upstairs and we'll try to find something more suitable for the downstairs.

So now all we need (besides a new entertainment center), is a dining room table and chairs...a new bed would be nice...a worktable for my studio...maybe some new towels and bed sheets...some curtains...some throw rugs...perhaps a snowblower for the upcoming "polar coaster" winter...

Thursday, September 15, 2005

The deed is done...

...and the deed is ours!!! The signing began at 10:30 this morning and lasted for about an hour and a half all told. Kinda scary signing all of those legal papers that we didn't really have time to read and wouldn't have fully understood anyway if we had. Our savings cushion has taken a hit and although we're still covered financially should any emergencies arise...(what's the emoticon for warding off the evil eye?)... I am SO looking forward to the (supposedly) huge tax refund we're supposed to get next year!

Thanks to everyone for your support during our search and especially to those who'll be helping us move in. Give us a few weeks to get settled in and then visitors will be more than welcome!!!

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

First-time home buyer's pre-closing freak out

We're buying a condo!!! Aaaaahhh!!! Down payment!!! Aaaaahhh!!! Home inspector fee!!! Aaaaahhh!!! "Possible washer/dryer hookup in unit" ridiculously implausible!!! Aaaaahhh!!! Unknown quantity of little-old-lady downstairs neighbor!!! Aaaaahhh!!! Boxes everywhere!!! Aaaaahhh!!! Still much packing to do!!! Aaaaahhh!!! Also much heavy lifting up flights of stairs soon to come!!! Aaaaahhh!!! Unbelievably high closing costs!!! Aaaaahhh!!!

You may think I'm writing all of this to be funny. Nope. I'm seriously about to stroke out here.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Monday, September 12, 2005

My baby's growing up! (Caution: this is a TMI post)

No more of that curdy, mustard yellow, velveeta-scented, entirely breast milk derived baby poo...Sylvie has big girl stinky poops now! (I spared you photographic proof...I'm not quite that obsessed with my daughters all consuming cuteness.)

Wee Wallis indeed

At Sylvie's 6 month checkup on 9/2, she weighed in at a not-so-whopping 12lbs 1 oz. This puts her below the 5th percentile meaning that over 95% of babies her age are larger than she is. This alone would not be alarming except that at her 4 month appointment she was in the 10th percentile and at her 2 month appointment she was in the 25th percentile. So although she is growing, the rate at which she is growing appears to have slowed. Her pediatrician, Dr. Gonzalez decided to go ahead and perform blood work (usually done at the 9 month check-up, which tests for lead and such) to check her thyroid function.

Another possible cause behind her slow growth could be related to the fact that Sylvie was born with a few of birth defects; an ectopic kidney, and two congenital heart defects; an small atrial septal defect or ASD and a cleft mitral valve (couldn't find a link for this one that wasn't all doctor-speak gobbledygook) which may or may not require surgery down the road. Slow growth nonwithstanding, so far these defects have had no obvious affect on our girl's health. But the fact that she is rather small and has these defects led us, on the advice of our pediatrician, to consult with a genetics specialist who advanced the possibilty that Sylvie has Noonan's syndrome .

If indeed this is what Sylvie has, then she appears to be only mildy affected. She is reaching all of her age appropriate milestones and Dr. Gonzalez noted that she is quite strong and active. As I said earlier, the cardiac defects and renal anomolies have not been problematic and, God willing, never will be. Sylvie sees a cardiologist and a urologist every six months or so in order to monitor her condition.

To put all the scary medical stuff in perspective, my mother is of "short stature" and also has a mild heart defect (for which she's never required surgery) and it obviously hasn't held her back any!

A Very Merry Un-Birthday Manda!


Welcome to the far side of your 20's :P
I hope you got to do a little celebrating yesterday on your real birthday!
Lots o' love from,
Theron, Paige and Sylvie

Friday, September 02, 2005

August Sylvie photos

This has been a big month for Sylvie. She's discovered the delightful chewiness of her feet, tasted her first solid food (rice cereal, sweet potatoes, apple and pear), is rolling over with great regularity and has decided that she prefers to sleep on her stomach. I'm beginning to think that our wee one has/is going to have quite a wicked sense of humor from the sly little grins that appear on her face. She still doesn't respond much to zerberts, but she makes some fantastic squawking noises whenever Theron tickles her belly with his beard stubble!

Thursday, September 01, 2005

On Katrina

I don't know what else to say except, let's all do what ever we can to help.

A good cause

I'm putting the word out that my good friend and co-worker is participating in a run to raise funds for fighting ovarian cancer; a disease she is currently receiving treatment for. Below is her request for donations


Ovarian cancer affects 1 in every 55 women. I'm one of those women: I was diagnosed last October and am still undergoing chemotherapy. Unfortunately, most women--including me--are not diagnosed until after the cancer has spread because awareness of this cancer is low and its symptoms are so vague, they "whisper."

That's why I've entered the 7th Annual Boston 5K Run for the Whisper and am looking for sponsors to support the National Ovarian Cancer Coalition's efforts to increase awareness that will lead to earlier detection and longer survival for women with ovarian cancer. I'm hoping that you'll help, too, by making a donation in whatever amount you can afford.

And think of me on September 11, when I'll be running!

Thanks,
C.

Follow This Link to visit my personal web page and help me in my efforts to support National Ovarian Cancer Coalition- Massachusetts Division

Friday, August 26, 2005

Tenacity

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Yet another dog-child adoption!


Congrats to Sean and Amanda on their forthcoming adoption of the wee Sadie pup!

The Shape of Things part II

We took Sylvie to see the specialist again yesterday to further discuss her oddly shaped noggin. We have continued to try positional therapy at home and though the doctor did notice some slight improvement, her head is still wider than it is long and he recommended we go forward with the helmet. We were given a prescription and directed to the "Brace Shop", (sound familiar dad?), to get the exact dimensions of Sylvie's head so that a helmet could be custom made for her.

Thanks to modern technology, the casting process I mentioned in my last posting on this subject is no longer necessary. Instead, a super nice doctor pulled a soft, stretchy bit of material over her head to hold down her "voluminous" hair (his words), and then I lay her face up on a machine which the doctor likend to a supermarket scanner...(I'm sure there is some great quip I could insert here about how she rang up as a 10lb bag of apples or something but nothing good is coming to me). A few seconds later, a 3-D scan of Sylvie's head appeared on the computer screen.

So with no muss and very little fuss, Sylvie was measured for her crash hemlet and has an appointment for her final fitting on 9/6. We were told that she'll most likely only have to wear it for 8-10 wks as she is entering a period of rapid growth which should cause the reshaping to go quite swiftly. This means that we'll have to incorporate the helmet into her halloween costume (astronaut? Evil Kneivel? human cannonball?) but she'll be out of it in time for the 1 billion and 1 Xmas photos that will undoubtedly be taken of her.

Woot do you think about this?

Theron recently discovered woot.com, an online store that sells one electronics-type item per day either until it sells out or until 11:59pm central time of that day. I think it's sort of a market testing type of thing or maybe they also use it to get rid of overstock but either way its cheap which is always a good thing. In fact, we recently got a very good deal on a dvd/cd/receiver unit from them.

Anyway, the folks at woot have a weekly contest inviting people to take an item that has been featured on the website and incorporating it into a landscape, movie poster, artwork etc depending on the designated theme. Last week's contest theme was to make a "monument" of a Westinghouse Intelliblend blender. Theron joined in the fun of it and entered 3 or 4 pieces, 2 of which were totally kick ass. It's not just me saying this either as several other people who entered the contest raved about one of his pieces in particular.

However, the judges as woot were not as impressed and while giving Theron TWO honorable mentions, awarded 1st, 2nd, 3rd and 4th (which was really an honorable mention but still won a cash prize) to other entries which were also for the most part, ass-kickingly good.

Below I've posted these 6 entries. Try and guess the order in which the judges ranked them then click here to see if you were right.






Monday, August 22, 2005

New addition to the Kinkle family



Congrats to Amy and Chad on the adoption of Kreuger! Quite a cutie, doncha think?

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Don't pee on my pancakes and tell me its maple syrup

A few weeks ago, I noticed that the amount of freshly squeezed boob juice I was able to pump while at work had lessened a great deal. I understand that there are a variety of reasons why this could be happening, from the impending return of Aunt Flo from her long hiatus to the accumulated stress of house hunting/buying. As I would prefer to continue to breastfeed Sylvie for at least a year, I figured I needed to do something to get my milk production back up to quota. My OB/GYN referred me to a lactation specialist who suggested that I try taking the herbal supplement fenugreek. This herb is a known "galactogogue" which, though it sounds like some sort of fiendish overlord from a sci-fi pulp novel, just means it's an agent that promotes the secretion of milk. I bought a bottle of fenugreek at a local GNC and started popping the prescribed 3 capsules, 3 times a day.

After taking the herb for the past several days, my Maternal Order of Milk Ducts Union is no longer striking. There is an interesting side effect however, one that anyone who has ever eaten asparagus with dinner knows about from the sharp reminder of having done so when they pee the following morning. Turns out that fenugreek is one of those quirky little plants with the ability of imbuing one's sweat and urine with a noticeable odor. In the case of fenugreek, it's maple syrup, which is why I've been smelling like a waffle house lately.

Monday, August 15, 2005

Down payment, ouch! Let's buy a new couch!

Theron and I, like our pals and fellow new home owners Amanda and Sean, decided to take advantage of the tax-free weekend to start outfitting our new domicile. It's funny how writing out a check for the down payment on our condo made the cost of our later-that-same-day-purchase of some brand new living room furniture seem like pocket change.

(We bought the couch and the chair but not the "shez".)











And yes we know that a light colored couch is not the best thing to buy when living with a cat, a dog and a baby, but this set didn't come in a darker color. But it's microfiber, which is easy to clean AND we can always buy slip covers!

Friday, August 12, 2005

So friggin' CUTE





















I know I'm biased but that doesn't make it any less true!

A new taste sensation!

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Chad & Lindsey's Wedding


On Saturday, August 6th, Theron, Sylvie and I attended the beautiful, outdoor, practically-on-the-beach wedding of Theron's brother Chad to my new sister-in-law, Lindsey. At first it looked as if the weather was not going to cooperate, but luckily the rain cleared up a few hours before the big event. The ceremony was sweet and the bride and groom looked very happy together. Sylvie was her usual well behaved self during the entire wedding and reception, finally falling asleep in my arms during the father/daughter dance.

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Condo Can Do!

We did it! We MADE AN OFFER on the condo! Holy crap!!! We're supposed to hear back by 9pm tonight if they're going to accept it or counter-offer. If I have a chance I'll post an update after we hear back, but as we'll be preparing to leave tomorrow morning for our trip down to Florida to attend the wedding of Theron's brother Chad, it might have to wait until next week. Can you say "cliffhanger"? ;-)

*UPDATE*

the condo

WE GOT IT!!!
WOO-HOO!!!

The inspection is to be held Wednesday 8/10 and if all goes well the closing date is 9/6.
Unbelievable how fast it's all going...kind of like having a baby!

*UPDATE #2*

The inspection went well and we'll be signing the PNS (or is it P&S? too much daggum house buying jargon ricocheting around my brain these days to be sure) agreement either tonight (8/12) or tomorrow and the closing date has been reset for 9/15.

Any volunteer movers going to be available around then perchance? We promise to provide food and beverages although they may be just pizza and beer :)

Monday, August 01, 2005

July Sylvie photos


See Sylvie's first dip in a pool!

Could this be THE ONE?

Yesterday we went to an open house in Malden where we saw this really cute condo. The unit includes the 2nd floor (plus finished attic) of this house, half of a 2 car garage and a good sized fenced in yard on a quite street. It was nice. REALLY nice. In fact it was so nice that we are contemplating putting in an offer.

Monday, July 25, 2005

The Shape of Things

Despite the fact that Theron and I have tried to be diligent about giving Sylvie plenty of tummy time and positioning her head to encourage it to round out, she has been diagnosed with plagiocephaly; specifically brachycephaly. Basically, those are both big, scary medical terms that mean her head is shaped funny. Our pediatrician referred us to a specialist who, after making sure there was no internal cause for the shape, (such as premature closing of the sutures of her skull), suggested that our best course of action is to have her fitted for a helmet or band which should reshape her head over the course of few months.

I've been doing lots of research online and apparently, this is not an uncommon thing since the medical establishment encourages that babies be put on their backs to sleep and of course an oddly shaped head is vastly preferable to a heightened risk of SIDS. From what I've read, Sylvie is at the ideal age for this treatment and should only have to wear the device for 3-4 months. What stinks is that she'll have to wear it 23 hrs out of every day, removing it only for bathing. I'm somewhat comforted by the case studies I've found which all indicate that the child quickly becomes accustomed to wearing the helmet/band. I'm pretty sure she will be less than thrilled with the casting part though.

We're scheduled to meet with the specialist again next month to go over details. I'll keep you posted.

Saturday, July 23, 2005

Jibber Jabber


Yesterday, Theron called me at work just I could hear Sylvie jabbering away over the phone. The best way to describe her current vocalization is probably as a cross beteen a tiger cub yowling and a prolonged duck quack. This is her conversational, or "I'm just talking to hear myself talk" noise. As previously mentioned, car rides seem to be her favorite time to practise the fine art of wailing. Then there is the cooing, the sighing and the involuntary grunting when she's making stinky cheese in her pants (...and boy is it stinky, like fermented Velveeta). Her giggle will bubble up out of nowhere, a wry "huh, huh," and she's started peppering her jabber with a happy screech on occasion. I guess that means that the unhappy screeches can't be to far behind.

Friday, July 22, 2005

Shiny Happy Condo




Here are some interior shots of a condo in Somerville that we checked out via drive by yesterday evening. Doncha just LOVE built ins?

Monday, July 18, 2005

House Hunting is Hard

This past Sunday we decided to do some reconnaissance of houses and condos in the Salem area. We had over 20 different locations mapped out and we figured that we could do drive bys of each place to get an idea of the neighborhoods they are in and thus narrow down the pack to just a few that we'd really care to see the inside of. What we neglected to take into account was the fact that Salem is not the easiest town to drive around in with all of it's narrow, windy streets and one ways. Nor did we think about how unthrilled Sylvie could be with the prospect of being strapped in her car seat for a couple of hours while we tried to get this done.

I started off trying to help Theron navigate through the warren of streets but finally climbed in the back to attempt to soothe our wee wailing banshee. Between the screeching and the twisty-turny traveling, I began to feel a trifle green around the gills. In the end, we drove by perhaps half of the places we originally planned to see and it still took us about 3 hours. We saw an open house from our list and another that was not on our list, but neither one was "it". Only one drive by--see photo-- was intriguing enough for us to want to try and get a tour of the inside, but alas, no open house that day.


We finally gave up and drove home, frustrated. To top it all off I ended up with a raging, nausea-inducing migraine that knocked me out at 5pm. When I finally woke up it was already after midnight. Makes me wish that the worst thing I had to deal with was being strapped into a car seat for a few hours. Sylvie, you don't know how easy you got it right now!

Hippo birdie to me

vingt neuf
venti nove
vinte nove
veinte nueve
neunundzwanzig*
negenentwintig

Oy vey

*thanks Josh ;-)

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Baby Boy Duran



Congrats to Joanne and Dave on the birth of their adorable baby boy!

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

G'ma and G'pa Johnson


G'ma and G'pa Johnson, originally uploaded by Soothed by Rainfall.

Here is a couple still so obviously in love that people think they are newlyweds.

**!!!Happy 30th Anniversary mom and dad!!!**

Monday, July 11, 2005

Plotting her next move

To paraphrase Pinky & the Brain:

Me~What do you want to do today, Sylvie?
Sylvie~ The same thing we do everyday...TRY TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD!"

Thursday, July 07, 2005

Another good reason to buy a house soon

Sylvie's crib is in our bedroom because our apartment is too small for a separate nursery; a downright convenient set-up when it came to late night feedings. Convenient that is, until Sylvie began to discover her voice. I usually set my alarm for 7am on a workday, but this morning it was trumped by the 5am Sylvie alarm. The kid was practically YODELING for an hour and a half straight. She didn't sound upset or anxious; she was just making noise for the sake of making noise. I know now why those baby monitor thingies are so great...you can keep tabs on the wee one from another room and have some control over the volume!

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Official Stats: 4 months

4 months old and she's still no Big Enchilada. At yesterday's pediatric appointment we found out that Sylvie is now 10lbs 12oz and 23 1/4", meaning she's gained about one pound and one inch for each month she has been alive. Can you believe that she has yet to outgrow any of her newborn clothes?

Monday, July 04, 2005

Sweet Dreams


Sweet Dreams, originally uploaded by Soothed by Rainfall.

OK, time to get back to the main subject of this blog...our Sylvie, who is four months old today! She is smiling almost constantly now, (even in her sleep as you can see from the photo), has begun to giggle on occasion, has almost mastered the art of holding up her head and she has also rolled over a couple of time! Sylvie is also practising talking which at this point mostly consists of vowel sounds: unh! uhhhhn! ahhhwawawa!awwwunh! etc.

Another cute house


Another cute house, originally uploaded by Soothed by Rainfall.

We saw this house yesterday and although it doesn't have quite as much external character as the red house, it was still quite nice. On the plus side: it's in a great location. On the down side: it's at the very top of our price range.

How dad maintains his youthful vigor


Dad bites dog, originally uploaded by Soothed by Rainfall.

Happy day-after-your-birthday dad! Hard to believe that next year it's the big six-oh. Love you!

*AMENDMENT* Hard to believe that the year AFTER next is the big six-oh. Mea culpa!

Thursday, June 30, 2005

Baby Boy Wilson-Cox


Baby Boy Wilson-Cox, originally uploaded by Soothed by Rainfall.

Congrats to Doah and Al on the birth of their beautiful baby boy Owain! He was born this morning, June 30, 2005 @ 7:17am. Weighing in at 8lbs 5oz.

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

The Red House


redhouse, originally uploaded by Soothed by Rainfall.

Here is a photo of a house we saw last weekend in Framingham, aka "the red house." It is so very cute and has lots of updates but retains much of it's original architectural touches. Upsides: affordable, aesthetically pleasing, fenced in yard for Izzy, oversize garage could become a studio/workshop with a little work, practically brand new roof, water heater, paint and windows. Cons: Framingham is farther out then we'd like, no heat on the second floor and it's a bit on the smallish side (1100 square ft). I have to admit that I'm a little bit in love with this house. The hunt goes on though since we know it's a good idea to look around a little more before we decide to make any offers.

Monday, June 27, 2005

Nesting Instinct

We have outgrown our little 1br basement apartment. It's been a great place to live these last few years but it's time to move on. However, the MOVING ON part is not so easy. Where should we move to? For a long time, we were convinced we'd never be able to afford a house in or around Boston, but we decided to see just what our options are. We've been preapproved for a loan and have set out to see what is available in our price range (more than we expected) that suits our needs/wants perfectly (yeah, right). Part of our problem is that we are very choosy about aesthetics; we want a house with character. Most of the houses here in our price range are essentialy boxes painted in very dull, pale colors. BOR-ing. Another problem is the closer we are to Boston, the pricier the place. Further out is cheaper, but the commute times grow exponentially, especially when there is 2+ feet of snow on the ground.

Then we'll look online at properties in say, Austin, TX and we're just blown away by how much house you can get for a lot less moulah. Then we wonder, should we make another big move? The idea has it's appeal and Sylvie is young enough that she wouldn't be traumatized by the change. No little pals yet to leave behind or doorjamb growth chart to say goodbye to. But Theron and I do have friends here and having to start from scratch in that area is alot harder when you're out of college. We'd have to find new jobs as well, meaning we'd be unemployed and thus uninsured for a time which is not at all a comfortable feeling now that we have a wee one.

We have family and friends scattered around the country and even in Canada. We've been encouraged to move back to Georgia, to Tenessee, Texas, Florida, Iowa, Alabama and Ontario. Each of these places has it's appeal, but it's hard to know ahead of time if a place will really suit us and deciding to make another big leap is truly daunting.

WANTED: Conveniently located, affordable, well-lit 3br, 1.5 bath comfy/cozy house with studio space and fenced in back yard, requiring no major repairs or updates. Prefer family friendly neighborhood with good schools within walking distance of nature trails, grocery, library, laid back coffee shop/cafe. Artsy, open-minded community a plus.

Nah, we don't want much.

Friday, June 24, 2005

Learning to grasp the situation

Crazy for the Whoozit


Crazy for the Whoozit, originally uploaded by Soothed by Rainfall.

More and more Sylvie is becoming interested in interacting with her surroundings. She has developed a special fondness for her Whoozit, a gift from her Great Aunt Kay and Great Uncle Charlie. When she is very intent on something, she tends to purse her lips and furrow her brow. If she doesn't learn to mask that better, she'll never by the high stakes poker player we want her to be.

Thursday, June 23, 2005

Just another blah-blah-blah girl

Dear friends and family,

At long last, I have decided to establish my own blog. This should come as no surprise to anyone who knows me well since it's no secret that I like to ramble on about anything and everything given half a chance. This is also a forum for me to provide regular Sylvie updates to her grandparents, aunt, uncles and all other related or unrelated folk who may care to know the poop on our little miss poopy pants.

Let the bloggin commence!