Showing posts with label Lily. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lily. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Things we like
Things we like: cute nieces.
Lil is 8 months old now!
Pictures from Thanksgiving.
And fall. And summer.
Just a few to tide you over...
Lil is 8 months old now!
Pictures from Thanksgiving.
And fall. And summer.
Just a few to tide you over...
Monday, May 19, 2008
NOLA, be kind to me. I'm new.
This weekend:
It just recently occurred to me that school means, like, class and homework. With all this moving and form-filling and financial aid and immunization records and passport-type photos (Yes, I had to order a set of 2x3 inch wallet prints of my face in order to send one in at the school's request. Now I have 7 more 2x3 inch pictures of my face lying around), I had forgotten that in the end my prize is, um, school? What the. I'll be honest, I wasn't really the best student the first time around. My plan this time is to make sure there are no classes after lunch. Or early morning. Or on sunny days. Or, like, during Ellen.
I’ve been wondering about school supplies, too. Do you think the other kids in my class would make fun of me if I showed up to grad school with these? I just really like them. And, according to Will Smith in the 1988 hit Parents Just Don’t Understand: If they’re laughing, I don’t need them cause they’re not good friends.
And look, the inside looks like wood!
I know what you’re thinking. I should buy these, and fast!
Okay. Switching gears entirely...
Please view, at your convenience, my latest Brookie & Lil pics. They are nice.
(Bryan. Stop zooming in on my face.)
You might be tempted to think I look pregnant here. Don’t do it.
- My dad is getting married!
- I am driving to New Orleans with Sprink & Steph to find out about housing options and eat beignets. We’re doing it in 3 days, start to finish, with gas at $4 a gallon. (Sometimes opportunity does not wait for gas prices to go down.)
It just recently occurred to me that school means, like, class and homework. With all this moving and form-filling and financial aid and immunization records and passport-type photos (Yes, I had to order a set of 2x3 inch wallet prints of my face in order to send one in at the school's request. Now I have 7 more 2x3 inch pictures of my face lying around), I had forgotten that in the end my prize is, um, school? What the. I'll be honest, I wasn't really the best student the first time around. My plan this time is to make sure there are no classes after lunch. Or early morning. Or on sunny days. Or, like, during Ellen.
I’ve been wondering about school supplies, too. Do you think the other kids in my class would make fun of me if I showed up to grad school with these? I just really like them. And, according to Will Smith in the 1988 hit Parents Just Don’t Understand: If they’re laughing, I don’t need them cause they’re not good friends.
And look, the inside looks like wood!
I know what you’re thinking. I should buy these, and fast!
Okay. Switching gears entirely...
Please view, at your convenience, my latest Brookie & Lil pics. They are nice.
(Bryan. Stop zooming in on my face.)
You might be tempted to think I look pregnant here. Don’t do it.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Birthday. Bangs.
The bad thing about not having a job is that you have time to do things like cut your own bangs. If you look at my bangs, they’re equally proportionate to my life since returning from Belize: sort of aimless and random, but well-intentioned with a touch of frantic. They scream, something good can be done with this space if I could just get it together.
There was lots of cutting and fixing and cutting and fixing, because, well, you know how cutting and fixing goes. I tried to do it exactly how Hannah does it—I twisted them all together and snipped. Then I tried to even them up, but they were short on the left. So I tried to even them up, but they were short on the right. So I tried to even them up and they were short on the left, again. So I tried to even them up, but they were short in the middle. I gave up. Then I tried again the next day, because I still didn’t have a job yet and I had already seen all the E! True Hollywood stories.
My bangs are about 2 inches long now. Gosh.
Also, my birthday was Saturday.
We had a little birthday bash on Thursday night at Cheesecake Factory in Indy with friends and family, which was the best ending to an entire week of baby Lily, my adorable week-old niece. (Most of the time when I look at her, I want to eat her face off. She is that delicious. And by delicious, I mean cute and precious and edible.)
Weekly Lily pics
On the actual day of my original birth, I made a Belizean Cuisizean dinner in Fort Wayne for a few friends, and then—I’m just going to skip to the punchline here—Elaine from Germany showed up on my doorstep with Doug, home on leave. They spent the night. It was the best birthday surprise ever.
Pay no attention to Scary Sprinky on the bottom.
Sidenote:
Isn’t it weird that I’m 27?
There was a time when I thought 27 year-olds knew everything about life.
Turns out, they’re more like 19 year-olds with 4 grey eyebrows and really short bangs.
(The things I wish I’d known.)
On the upside, I have found that most car dealerships have free popcorn, Diet Coke, coffee, internet and cable. It’s my new thing. Car dealerships.
There was lots of cutting and fixing and cutting and fixing, because, well, you know how cutting and fixing goes. I tried to do it exactly how Hannah does it—I twisted them all together and snipped. Then I tried to even them up, but they were short on the left. So I tried to even them up, but they were short on the right. So I tried to even them up and they were short on the left, again. So I tried to even them up, but they were short in the middle. I gave up. Then I tried again the next day, because I still didn’t have a job yet and I had already seen all the E! True Hollywood stories.
My bangs are about 2 inches long now. Gosh.
Also, my birthday was Saturday.
We had a little birthday bash on Thursday night at Cheesecake Factory in Indy with friends and family, which was the best ending to an entire week of baby Lily, my adorable week-old niece. (Most of the time when I look at her, I want to eat her face off. She is that delicious. And by delicious, I mean cute and precious and edible.)
Weekly Lily pics
On the actual day of my original birth, I made a Belizean Cuisizean dinner in Fort Wayne for a few friends, and then—I’m just going to skip to the punchline here—Elaine from Germany showed up on my doorstep with Doug, home on leave. They spent the night. It was the best birthday surprise ever.
Pay no attention to Scary Sprinky on the bottom.
Sidenote:
Isn’t it weird that I’m 27?
There was a time when I thought 27 year-olds knew everything about life.
Turns out, they’re more like 19 year-olds with 4 grey eyebrows and really short bangs.
(The things I wish I’d known.)
On the upside, I have found that most car dealerships have free popcorn, Diet Coke, coffee, internet and cable. It’s my new thing. Car dealerships.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Lily
Hello. I’m new here.
Lily came!
Obviously, she is adorable.
Essentials:
April 2, 2008
5:30pm
7lb 4oz
19.5 inches
Everyone is healthy.
Jessie is doing fine.
Lily has been so alert and awake!
Here are some favorite pictures, with excellent commentary.
Gag me with a spoon.
I’m thinking of a number between one and ten…
Sharon, I’m just going to lay this on you gently. You have something in your teeth.
(Yawning is the cutest)
Bry & the changing table.
Me & Lil (I can call her that, you know)
Grampy Brooksy
Three generations
My brother is a dad. Omg.
Great Grandma- she wants to go by Gigi (as in, G.G.) which is just perfect, don't you think? She made that up herself.
The thing to note here is G.G.’s golden shoes in the corner. Cute.
In other news, my laptop fell off the bed. Consequently, Season 3 Disc 6 of The OC is stuck in the DVD drive. Tomorrow I’ll hand my trusty sidekick over the Mac surgeons and wait for 7-10 days. I’d say you might not hear from me for a while, but I have a knack for finding internet come hell or high water, or even snow in April.
Just in case. I’ll see you in 7-10. Boo.
Lily came!
Obviously, she is adorable.
Essentials:
April 2, 2008
5:30pm
7lb 4oz
19.5 inches
Everyone is healthy.
Jessie is doing fine.
Lily has been so alert and awake!
Here are some favorite pictures, with excellent commentary.
Gag me with a spoon.
I’m thinking of a number between one and ten…
Sharon, I’m just going to lay this on you gently. You have something in your teeth.
(Yawning is the cutest)
Bry & the changing table.
Me & Lil (I can call her that, you know)
Grampy Brooksy
Three generations
My brother is a dad. Omg.
Great Grandma- she wants to go by Gigi (as in, G.G.) which is just perfect, don't you think? She made that up herself.
The thing to note here is G.G.’s golden shoes in the corner. Cute.
In other news, my laptop fell off the bed. Consequently, Season 3 Disc 6 of The OC is stuck in the DVD drive. Tomorrow I’ll hand my trusty sidekick over the Mac surgeons and wait for 7-10 days. I’d say you might not hear from me for a while, but I have a knack for finding internet come hell or high water, or even snow in April.
Just in case. I’ll see you in 7-10. Boo.
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