Saturday, May 15, 2010

Motherhood: Part 1

It means waking up at 4 am because "I have a headache, still" and where's the junior motrin? (And secret thoughts of "what if I gave her 4 ibuprofen like my mom used to?") It means if I wake up at 6 am with a head ache and sore throat AND I started my period, the baby is still hungry and needs a diaper change. It means they will ask for ice cream and it will end up on the floor and in their hair. It means going to church thinking babies hair was still wet from her shower but really she poured yogurt on her head. Motherhood means if you say we can go outside and play for 10 minutes, they will ask you for two hours how long ten minutes takes. It means loading a baby in a jogger strolled and then strapping her in so tight and monitoring constantly to ensure her attempt to flee are futile. Gone are the days of working out with a trainer for 3 hours and then making grilled chicken for dinner. Oh no, motherhood is a 10 minute half-hearted jog... Followed by a bite of macaroni and cheese. It means changing your sleeping/eating/ showering/pooping/shopping schedule around naptime and bed time. It means
"She hit me"...
"He looked at me"...
"I'm hungry"...
"My bug flew away"...
"Mo floor Is lava"... (what?)
"I'm not tired"...
"I want candy"...
"I don't like vegetables"...
"I can't sleep"...
"I'm awake!"...
Goo goo ga ga

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Sing, Teresa Said, Sing

My iTunes tried to tell me today that I haven't added new music since 4/11/10 which is almost a month ago which now makes sense why I've been listening to Tha Carter II for 2 weeks (default album. never ceases to entertain me in every situation). So today Ingrid tweeted about the release of her beau's new album. I did a little preview of the songs to find that I can hear her voice on backup vocals. What if she sings those songs at her concert this summer? What if I don't know them? What if the sky is green? So I purchased this new album. I don't typically talk about music because I feel like people who do are just trying to be trendy which is so annoying. But I remember when Greg Laswell's "Girls Just Want To Have Fun" played on the Hills in the first season and I immediately was entranced with his undercover love ballads, and songs masquerading as mellow that are really sentimental. I was in love. Anyhow, I figured new house, new bod, new life, new music. Life's good.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

IT'S JUST HOLLYWOOD

Gilmore girls made it okay to...

be from a small town
talk incessantly
date rugged men
take a break from ivy league
wake up early
dread exercise
do what you want when you want
love your mother more that anyone
think then act

Friday, April 30, 2010

Hold tight to your dreams

I'm taking a trip soon and all I can think about is pay day on wednesday and then Michael, Louis, Christian, Marcus, Karl, and Prorsum.

old
habits
die
hard

I also am having some elation over a certain bread company, meat from Rudy's (that I will smell), and my Mother and Father and Sister and Brothers.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

when you think happiness... i hope you think that little black dress

secret desire i'm only sharing with people who read my blog: i want to be taylor swift. i would also settle for lauren conrad.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Feliz Cumpleanos

Happy two year anniversary to my blog. How many times have I thought about deleting this things and here we are, two years later, still cryptically complaining about boys and the weather.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Soco Amaretto Lime

Today is April 14; Exactly 8 days until graduation from college. Last night I was at Target and I started reading greeting cards (that's normal. I approach Target like this - food, candy, shoes, dvds, greeting cards, and jewerly) Well there is an entire graduation greeting card section and I started thinking that this is kind of a big deal. It feels really anticlimactic because I still feel like a 16 year old girl trying to figure out where I'm going to be tomorrow and who I'm going to be with and where I will work and what eternity is. All the same things I thought about when I was 14 and 15 and 16 and now 22. I don't mean to throw myself a pity party but I think I will.
The next 8 days will be a blur. I won't make it. My family will come in town and I'll have to hide from them and people will send me money and I will have to send it back because in my version it never actually happens. In my version I stay young forever and I wish on stars and I sit with my parents as they talk to me about the future.