Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Unless you've been under a rock

you've heard about the Twilight series. Although I am not a Twihard, I do know who Robert Pattinson and Kristin Stewart are - young, normal, hard-working and fanatically obsessed over by bazillions of teens, housewives, and women all over the world. I attempted to read Twilight after I was invited to a "New Moon" premiere party, and I couldn't get to page 2 without laughing out loud in pure shock - "there's no way it can be this bad?" I remember thinking. Well, it is. Really, really bad: the writing, the plot, the language. If I can't get to page 5, I stop reading - have been this way my whole life and I've never electively read a book I didn't like - and why would I, who has the time? Still, I will admit that Robert and Kristin are compelling, in a young, James Dean/Joan Bennett sort of way. But what fascinates me most about KStew is that she really seems fearless in real life, especially with her denim choices - a mark of a woman going places in my book:) Above she is in 4Stroke Denim, a line I declared my love for in a previous post.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Walking the walk

My brain hasn't had much to comment on of late, been storing it all in bits and pieces, as I begin to embark on a new writing project.  We've also  had a lot of social commitments lately, which is something that hasn't always been on the top of my agenda when I crave some creative space. But, who are we if not defined and connected with others in some way, huh?  Lots of impending baby talk, toddler talk, work talk, travel talk, but very little just being stupid funny for the hell of it - my favorite kind of talk. But I have gotten to spend some great times with my friend Doreen,  one of the few women I'm not related to, but who brings out the funny in me, even without the booze. And of course, she is brilliant in her own subtle way...here is a great article about the work she does.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Holy Cougar

Forget the body and gorgeous face, her hair is incredible. My new hair inspiration; hopefully I don't have to wait until I'm 47 to achieve it, but after seeing this spread, 47 is looking damn hot!

Monday, November 9, 2009

The novelty is unaffordable

Ok, decided against the sweater, and for either Celtics or Pats tickets for Jeff's bday. I can not believe how expensive Celtics tickets have become. He would never forgive me for spending $400 on tickets, not including dinner, and a hotel.  Craziness. I gotta make friends with the scalpers....

It's true, downtown was a zoo.

Yesterday it seemed like all of New England descended upon downtown Portsmouth to shop, gather, drink coffee, and enjoy the amazing weather. After a great morning swim and a nice breakfast, Jeff went to play ultimate frisbee, and I walked from our home, across the bridge (open only to pedestrians and bikes for the time being- yay!) to the Portsmouth Brewery to meet friends. As I looked around at the young, hip, vibrant crowd, I realized I was the only one pregnant and with a toddler in tow - but hey, the Patriots were on the big screen and my little brother was at the game so I had to be a part of it. Ah, Sunday.

Thursday, November 5, 2009


I am officially finished with my college prep students, and editing work, and can go back to only teaching two nights a week - yea! We had a great season, and I got to work with a lot of talented students; I also got to observe some what to do and what not to do parental tips. My constant note to self? Guide your kids toward being who there are, not toward who you want them to be. So now I can sit back, do a bit more of my own writing, and maybe try to learn something new. I am not one to ever pick up knitting, give me some idle time and I'd rather go nuts with a paint brush, but I'm sort of feeling the call. I'd love to knit Jeff a sweater for his birthday in December, but that's nothing less than a pipedream. I guess I should figure out a plan B, as there are few things in life as sweet as giving and receiving unexpected presents from the heart. I will have to nonchalantly put out some feelers...would hate to just give him a gift card to Home Depot. Lame.