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DFW word game

Sunday, July 24th, 2011

David Foster Wallace’s shorter works, like found in “A Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll Never Do Again” is to an olive as “Infinite Jest” is to:

a. a concrete block
b. a hot air balloon
c. a muffuletta sandwich

The answer is c, a muffuletta sandwich.

Where is it the coolest?

Friday, July 22nd, 2011

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Where is it the coolest?, originally uploaded by sundaykofax.

Tempcat: It’s like having a bloodhound or truffle pig.

First hairs cut

Thursday, June 30th, 2011

Another milestone our baby book makes us note: 80’s first haircut.

Before:
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It wasn’t so much a haircut as a trimming of a few wispies in front of her eyes. I was hoping they’d grow long enough to sweep to the side (thus giving us the same haircut), but that never happened. They’re so thin and sparse that a barrette (which fits into the choking hazard category) slowly slides down her head.

After:
After

See how much more passive and docile she is with a haircut? It’s just like wild animals. Oh, you didn’t know that? Oh yeah, you just have to wrestle a fox down to the ground and give it a trim.

On diaper strike

Wednesday, June 29th, 2011

Another milestone our baby book makes us note: 80’s first haircut.

Before:
on Flickr” href=”http://www.flickr.com/photos/wadsgreen/5878253230/”>Before

It wasn’t so much a haircut as a trimming of a few wispies in front of her eyes. I was hoping they’d grow long enough to sweep to the side (thus giving us the same haircut), but that never happened. They’re so thin and sparse that a barrette (which fits into the choking hazard category) slowly slides down her head.

After:
After

See how much more passive and docile she is with a haircut? It’s just like wild animals. Oh, you didn’t know that? Oh yeah, you just have to wrestle a fox down to the ground and give it a trim.



On diaper strike,
originally uploaded by sundaykofax.

This is what I came upon when I got 80 up from her nap.

Reset

Wednesday, June 29th, 2011

Last week was rough, and I took Mary and Laura’s offer (in the comments of the last post — reason enough to blog right there) to come down to Fairhaven and New Bedford to visit. There are no photos to commemorate the event, but it was a great day. Here’s 80, all dressed up in the romper my aunt Sharon made her*, before we got in the car.
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We left at 9:30, and 80 napped in the car the whole way there. We met up with Laura for a walk to the library (my former workplace) and lunch at Elizabeth’s**. We talked birth and babies, as Laura is going to be giving birth in the next few weeks.

Then 80 and I drove to New Beige to visit Mary and her fabulous family. I’m not using superlatives lightly. Jason and I agree that Mary and KC are the best parents we know. We channel them when we are stuck on a parenting decision. I made several covert observations while I was there, for future use. If 80 turns out like any of her children, I’ll be delighted. Mary’s youngest and 80 are very close in age, and got to meet for the first time. They mostly did the year-old thing of playing around each other, but not really with each other. 80 napped while I hung out with the family and ate various delicious crackers.

80 and I drove home after her nap, which I was nervous about. She’s in a rear-facing carseat, and I was driving alone, so it’s a long hour if something is bothering her. At first she was kind of cranky, but after I started feeding her a steady stream of snacks, she was happy the whole way home.

We ate dinner, Jason came home, we played on the porch. 80 was in such a great mood, fun and funny and …

I can hear 80 right now, awake in her crib, and I hear velcro. She’s wearing just a diaper so you’ll have to excuse me.

*YES, THAT’S HOMEMADE. My aunt Sharon is a fabric whisperer.
**I had pesto and almond encrusted haddock, for you foodies.

OK, so the second year is just as hard.

Saturday, June 25th, 2011

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On top of everything else, I lost the post I wrote. Life is hard. 80’s sick, teething and changing her nap habits. It was rainy all week, and the library (my sanctuary) is closed on Thursdays.

Twinlike

Wednesday, June 15th, 2011

Today is International Yarnbombing Day. I yarnbombed the corner of Concord and Donnell, in Cambridge MA.

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Here’s how it went down. I knit i-cord, and went outside to find someplace to yarnbomb.

The icord

I had been thinking of doing the usual i-cord-on-a-car-antenna, but saw this hedge with a single untrimmed twig sticking up.
The stick

Now it’s cozy.
Yarnbombed!



Not propped,
originally uploaded by sundaykofax.

This is just sometimes how our cat sits. I think she needs suspenders.



Twinlike,
originally uploaded by sundaykofax.

Two babies, one sippy cup. Yup, I said it.

Not propped

Monday, June 13th, 2011

Today is International Yarnbombing Day. I yarnbombed the corner of Concord and Donnell, in Cambridge MA.

on Flickr” href=”http://www.flickr.com/photos/sundaykofax/5825779404/”>Yarnbomb looked out on Concord Street

Here’s how it went down. I knit i-cord, and went outside to find someplace to yarnbomb.

The icord

I had been thinking of doing the usual i-cord-on-a-car-antenna, but saw this hedge with a single untrimmed twig sticking up.
The stick

Now it’s cozy.
Yarnbombed!



Not propped,
originally uploaded by sundaykofax.

This is just sometimes how our cat sits. I think she needs suspenders.

Yarnbob-omed

Sunday, June 12th, 2011

Today is International Yarnbombing Day. I yarnbombed the corner of Concord and Donnell, in Cambridge MA. There is now definitely a bustle in my hedgerow.

on Flickr” href=”http://www.flickr.com/photos/sundaykofax/5825779404/”>Yarnbomb looked out on Concord Street

Here’s how it went down. I knit i-cord, and went outside to find someplace to yarnbomb.

The icord

I had been thinking of doing the usual i-cord-on-a-car-antenna, but saw this hedge with a single untrimmed twig sticking up.
The stick

Now it’s cozy.
Yarnbombed!

7am playdate

Friday, June 10th, 2011

Here’s an email I just sent to a couple of local friends who I’m not scared to be in my pajamas in front of:

“Jason and I have been finding ourselves not only awake, but *ready to roll* at 7 am on the weekends. Going to the Watertown Diner has been our go-to, but sometimes we just want something easy/free to do. We figured you may be in a similar situation.

Why stare sleepily at your bouncy child, when you could be drinking coffee and hanging out with us? If you’re interested, let me know. I’ll text you if we’re without plans. There doesn’t need to be elaborate breakfast, just whatever bread as toast, whatever coffee, whatevers. We will probably not be showered, and possibly in pjs. I promise we’ll wear pants.

S”