Noah is 12!

Tomorrow Noah will be 12. It is so hard to believe. The past year has been rough for him (and the rest of us), but he has pulled out of it like a champ. He came home with a report card a few days ago containing all As and Bs!!! Conduct grades were all Es and Ss!! I could not be prouder of how hard he’s working.

Here’s to a wonderful new year. In one year my baby will be a teenager. Sigh.

Published in: on March 25, 2009 at 5:03 am  Comments (4)  

Pillowina: My most creative gift of all time.

When my husband and I were dating, I had the tricky task of getting him the perfect birthday gift. I wanted to do something sentimental but fun. I was out and about and spotted a pillow shaped like a person. The pillow made me think of a story he had told me about a body pillow he had in college affectionately known as “Pillowina”. “Pillowina” had long hair, wide eyes and eyelashes, and full, luscious lips. At least that’s how I imagined her looking. I wouldn’t know. I didn’t get the chance to meet her.

“Pillowina” had a horrible fate. Chris’s roommate sought revenge on an issue I won’t discuss, and he turned “Pillowina” into a man. Not just any man. Calvin Coolidge to be exact. Calvin was apparently very bossy, crude, and spoke very loud ghetto. I had no idea the thirtieth President of the United States was anything like this, but Chris’s roommate confirms his story. Calvin was all of these things, and much more.

The sex change didn’t keep Chris from sleeping with this body pillow. By the time I had met Chris, President Coolidge was accidentally left behind in some hotel. I didn’t ask questions. However, anytime I heard stories about “Pillowina” or Calvin Coolidge, I detected a tone of sadness in Chris’s voice.

So, I got to work. I snatched up that pillow, went to the craft store, and before you knew it, I had made a new, improved Pillowina. Here is a picture of the box she came in:

Notice all the photographs of memorable events in Chris’ life.

This is a close-up of the poem on the box describing this “toy”:

Here is a sampling of “when” moments:

Inside the box was the new improved Pillowina:

She even plays Brahm’s lullaby when you press her hand. She’s perfect for those restless nights!

The gift didn’t get quite the reaction I had hoped for. In fact, I found Pillowina hidden in the basement. She was shoved behind a mountain of boxes underneath the stairwell. If I didn’t know better, I would have thought Chris was hiding her. In fact, he confessed that she would have been thrown away if he didn’t think it would hurt my feelings. I’m starting to believe he doesn’t like or appreciate Pillowina very much… Gasp!

Published in: on March 11, 2009 at 5:13 am  Comments (4)  

A New Found Love…

I was invited to go Contra dancing last night with a couple of coworkers. I’m pretty sure I have found a new hobby (beingst that I have SO much free time and all)! I went without my husband, which was a HUGE mistake on his behalf. (It’s probably best he doesn’t know I had to sit a few dances out because I couldn’t find a partner…) It was an interesting lot of people: most were sober; some were not; most had minty breath; some did not; most wore deodorant; some did not; most were straight; some were not (this can become a bit awkward); most men wore pants; some did not (one wore a mini skirt-yikes!); most men wore belts; some did not (A few strutted suspenders. One even had flair all over his! And yes, I admit I had my eyes on him all night! My Facebook friends can relate.); most were monogamous; some were not. I would say it was a very eclectic group of folks!

The best part of the night? I asked Mr. Flair to dance the final dance with me, and he accepted! I’m pretty sure I ended up being the belle of the ball after all!

Published in: on March 7, 2009 at 5:33 pm  Comments (1)