Just rewatched *that* episode of Luther and am feeling totally deflated.
When is season 3 happening?!
Just rewatched *that* episode of Luther and am feeling totally deflated.
When is season 3 happening?!
GPOYW: Blurry Baby Edition
Doesn’t it just feel that way? Like time is flying by in a crazy, hectic blur?
Yesterday marked four months since Patrick joined us in the outside world and this picture is a pretty accurate depiction of how things are these days. My rosy cheeked little boy loves to move and talk and sing and laugh. And I’m over here trying capture it all, commit to memory.
Here’s a quick update on The Boy:
Dear Patrick, Being your momma is such a humbling and joyful experience. You are, by far, the greatest teacher I’ve ever had. Thank you for being patient with me as I continue to figure things out. I love you with all of my ever growing and expanding heart.
“I can’t remember all the times I tried to tell myself to hold on to these moments as they pass.” - Long December, Counting Crows
Jimmy Hoffa’s middle name is Riddle.
Jimmy Hoffa’s middle name is Riddle?
JIMMY HOFFA’S MIDDLE NAME IS RIDDLE!

Currently reading.
The Milk Memos is based on notes that a group of women left for each other in a shared journal while pumping in a lactation room at their IBM office. This is exactly the book I need to be reading right now. In fact, I openly wept just reading the summary and reviews on Amazon yesterday.
I don’t know. Words are failing me right now but basically I just want to say that I’ve never felt this fragile and vulnerable in my entire life and pumping at work is a very strange and isolating experience. I am literally putting my work on hold, in the middle of the work day, to do something that is keeping my baby alive. This is a commitment that I’ve made to Patrick, one that my company supports and accommodates, and this very personal (albeit a little dated) book gave me a much needed morale boost just when my resolve was starting to waiver.
What should I use to replace Google Reader when it dies at the end of the month?
Also, I was looking through all the blogs I follow and so many of them haven’t been updated in years. But I don’t want to unfollow (or unsubscribe?) because what if they come back? You know?
At what point in my life will I stop using any available flat surface space (counters, coffee table, dresser, the top of a bookshelf, etc) as a dumping ground for whatever happens to be in my arms (mail, keys, bags, whatever) when I walk in the front door?
God damn that clutter free life seems so far out of reach.