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Happy 2010!  This is my first post of the new year.  And it's a good one! 

I would love to share with you the very happy news that the baby we're expecting in early May is a GIRL!  I could not be happier!  She is healthy and thriving and kicking her mama from the inside like a good little fetus should.  The ultrasound tech thinks she'll be born in late April rather than May, which is exactly what I was thinking.  Like with Markus, I had the feeling from the beginning this baby would be a girl, so when it was confirmed, I just smiled and nodded.  We can't wait to meet Markus' baby sister, who for now we'll call "K."

In other news, I finally started taking driving lessons.  Living in the suburbs of NJ where nothing is less than a 20 minute walk is just not working out for the non-driving me.  I'm happy to report I've taken 4 hours of lessons so far with a great instructor (who happens to be my age which cracks me up) and I've been practicing as much as I can.  Which actually isn't much, since Raph gets home so late every night and it's always time to bathe Markus and put him to bed.  But this past weekend I did something I never thought I'd do: I drove to Long Island.  From New Jersey.  Over bridges, and through tunnels, and on like 4 major highways!  My friend was standing outside his house waiting for us when we got there and to see the look on his face when he saw me behind the wheel was awesome!  

And then, I did another thing I never thought I'd do.  I drove to my in-laws' apartment in Queens!  Again, over bridges (skipped the tunnel this time), and then I parallel parked.  By myself!  

I am so proud of myself.  I know I've bitched and moaned about not wanting to drive and being afraid many times.  I'm really glad I was finally able to change my attitude about the whole thing and just get it done.  I have my road test scheduled (I won't say the date because I'm superstitious and I don't want to jinx myself!) and I'll let you all know what happens. 


Oct. 7th, 2009 11:56 am
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The seasons are changing outside my window.  It feels like life is kind of marching by while I look out upon it.  An active participant?  I can't call myself that, not really.  I know everyone's solution to this is to get my drivers license.  Then I will suddenly start to feel like a part of the world. 


The leaves are falling, and they are beautiful.  Fall is my favorite season.  Can it still be my favorite when I feel like it's more of an abstraction, or a memory? 

When will it start to feel like I belong here?  
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I normally really like Matt Lauer but right now I am so uncomfortable watching him interrogate interview Michael Jackson's doctor's attorney on the Today show. First of all, this guy is a legal representative, not a a piece of the doctor's brain that can be picked through for details. And this is not a freaking trial, where this level of questioning or this tone may be taken on by a particularly aggressive cross-examiner.

Back off, seriously. :(

I'm totally freaked out that Michael Jackson and Billy Mays, both 50 years old, died suddenly within days of each other. My death phobia is in full effect; I've been anxious all weekend. I'm also disturbed that Michael Jackson's death and its ensuing media coverage has basically taken over the world. I was definitely shocked and saddened to hear of his death, and truly hope he rests in peace. But I really can't stand how the American media has a way of taking a story like this and covering it to the exclusion of all else. I mean, isn't Iran still in shambles after their election problems? Aren't our troops still sacrificing life and limb in the Middle East? Isn't anything else happening????

Not to mention Farrah Fawcett's death, not unexpected but still tragic after 3 years of suffering, has been all but forgotten despite the media's months-long vigil.

The Today Show just covered Michael Jackson's death and its aftermath (inquisition-style) for 20 minutes, and not a mention of Billy Mays' death in the top stories segment. I found out about it on the stupid crawl on the bottom of the screen.
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Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers, soon-to-be mothers, grandmothers, godmothers, surrogate mothers, and mother-like nurturers out there!  :)

For my first Mother's Day, Raph and I are throwing a bbq for our immediate families.  Our first in our new house!  We had a bit of a setback when the awesome shiny new grill we bought could not be installed in the yard.  It's a gas grill and there is an existing pipe that is currently connected to the old-ass nasty grill the prior owners left behind.  We had a plumber come out to look at it, thinking it would be quick when done by a professional.  However, the age of this house (50 years) strikes again - the pipe is way too small for the new grill and we would only get a tiny flame out of it if we hooked it up that way.  They're going to have to dig under the house and in the ceiling of the basement to remove the old pipe and install a new one.  Estimated cost is $500-600.  Yikes.  

So we bought a small grill For $70 to use today.  We figure it'll be good for tailgating or taking to parks and stuff later on.  At least the bbq is saved!  From a food perspective, anyway.

Have a great day, mommies!

Four Years

May. 7th, 2009 06:56 pm
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Happy Anniversary to me and Raph!  We've been married 4 years today.  :)  We are so happy!

We had an interesting day.  It rained all day on and off.  We took Markus to the city with us, where I went to my neurologist (everything looks GREAT!) and then we stopped by Raph's job and my former office to visit.  Everyone mooned over Markus and he was such a good baby.  He was very happy and cheerful, and flirted with all the ladies.  More than one of them wanted to take him home!  I was not about to allow that, though!

Then we had a late, late lunch with my mom before taking Markus to HER office, where we showed him off to all the secretaries and my dad got to give him kisses between patients. 

Really, we had a great day.  Tonight we're staying in and having a light dinner and bottle of wine after Markus goes to sleep.

I am still so in love with my husband and my son.  Happy, happy!  :)
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Happy St. Patrick's Day, everyone.  I've thoroughly enjoyed all the Ireland coverage on the Today show the past days.  I've wanted to visit Ireland for years, and this really, really makes me want to go! 

It's also the anniversary of the day I found out I was pregnant with Markus!  I came home from work barely able to wait to take that pregnancy test.  I can still remember the excitement when a second line came up!  It was a Monday, and the previous Friday night Raph had told me he had a "feeling" I was pregnant.  On Sunday, I had soreness in my abs, as if I'd done 10000 crunches (which, let's face it, I did not and would not do), a sensation which would be repeated several times throughout the pregnancy when my muscles were moving, making room for my growing uterus. 
Here's a picture of that very happy test )

And a picture of the very, very happy result )


Aug. 8th, 2008 11:06 am
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My parents are in the Dominican Republic until next Friday.  Their 30th wedding anniversary (bless them!) falls on Monday, August 11, so I want to have flowers sent to their hotel room.  I've contacted the hotel, and they are happy to help, but in order to place the flower order they'll need a copy of both my credit card and id. 

Would you do this?  I'd have to email them a pdf copy of these items, or fax them.  Either way, I feel a little vulnerable, while at the same time thinking "what the heck".

ETA: Thanks to [personal profile] heinous_bitca for the tip about 1800flowers, I have placed an international order for the flowers to be delivered on Monday, and contacted the hotel concierge to help by making sure the flowers are placed in my parents' room as soon as their romm # is assigned.  YAY!!
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I had a few moments of sadness this morning for my little Queens apartment.  Oh, Forest Hills, I shall miss you with your proximity to everything that I need and your convenience.  I shall miss my sunken living room and large, bright bedroom.  Most of all, I shall miss my 6 closets, especially my boyfriend, the walk-in.  Many will be the times I think of you as I try to squish everything into about 1/4 of the space (while making Raph use the closet in the spare bedroom/office).  Raph and Mike D are packing everything into the truck (Robert bailed, the bum.  He got the time wrong and thought he was only needed in the afternoon so he'll be there later) right now.  I'm sitting at work trying not to think too much of the fact that tonight when I go "home" it will be to this foreign place, this uncharted territory.

It's called: New Jersey.

Alas, I shall attempt to take my own advice and accept this life change with as much grace as I can muster.  To a new beginning!


Jun. 4th, 2008 10:24 am
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I am so happy.  Barack Obama represents everything that can be right with this country and this government.  Finally!

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I wasn't sure how to tell you all my news, so I've chosen two pictures that will help get the message across. 

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I cannot believe the detectives who killed Sean Bell were acquitted.  There is no justice at all for this young man who was about to be married and start the next phase of his young life. 

Police shootings have always freaked me out, because I think there is a psychological influence here that is not given enough attention.  One thing I know is that there is extensive training on when/how to use your gun in dangerous situations.  The fact that so many bullets were fired in this case shows me that these officers were not using their best judgment, and were not following protocol.  Yes, they feared their lives were in danger, but you don't immediately shoot to kill.  You are a trained professional, you keep your head, you begin by shooting to disarm - oh, wait, there were no arms aimed against them.

I think the psychological rush of power that these people get in the line of duty sometimes clouds their judgment and intensifies their reaction.  They get trigger-happy.  They didn't even notice no bullets were coming at them.

And now they are going to go to sleep as free men tonight.  No recompense, no righting of their wrongs. 


Nov. 19th, 2007 11:02 pm
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It was a lovely day, my birthday.  I'm 27 today.  My mom was my first call of the day; as it should be, since it was just me and her on the first day.  We chatted for a few minutes before I went into the shower.  On the way to work, I had a few adventures.  First I forgot that I had taken my cash, credit/debit card, and id out of my wallet to stick into a small purse for Ericka's bridal shower yesterday.  I had to dig $0.85 in change to buy my coffee.  Then of course, I had to return to my apartment to get said money and wallet-fillers, stopping to grab an umbrella due to the fine drizzle that would have been ok by me, except I am now exclusively wearing glasses (contacts have irritated my eyes so much my left eye is still quite red).  Drizzle on my glasses is not cool. 

Then I got down to the subway station and discovered my metrocard had expired.  Thankfully I had the credit card now!  I bought a new monthly card (which kind of sucks because I am not using it on Thursday and Friday so the MTA bitches get my money for those days, fare hike my left foot!).  Hopped on the train and got a seat after a few stops, which in itself is a great birthday gift.  I started reading my new book, a gift from Ericka (who thought she was coming to my birthday party yesterday instead of her bridal shower!). Unfortunately when I was still several stops away, an older gentleman practically fell into my lap.  I looked up, thinking he'd been pushed into me with the rushing crowds of people streaming simultaneously onto and off of the train, but when he was helped up by a kind citizen (New Yorkers are very kind, generally), he slumped back down.  I freaked out momentarily because I was actually afraid for him, but he got up after that and seemed all right.  I said a prayer for him and tried to calm down and continue reading.

The rest of the day was pretty quiet.  Went to work, opened tonnes of e-cards (special thanks to [profile] alissomora for the birthday wishes!) and got a few nice calls.  I got to see both of my sisters (Brenda stopped by to see me and Natalie took me to lunch and gave a great Coach key ring).  Then a flower company called to verify my office address for a delivery, and very aggressively practically demanded that I be at my desk for the next "1.5 - 2 hours."  Um, excuse me?  Luckily they came within 40 minutes, and I was able to receive a beautiful bouquet of flowers from my darling Raph.

I met up with Raph after work, and then he took me to dinner at a lovely French restaurant.

We had an elegant meal with a delicious bottle of wine.  The conversation was, as always, pleasant and fun.  I had a great birthday, despite the weird start and the pretty bland work day.  Here's looking forward to a fabulous year!

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invention.  In this case, then invention is my ability to drive.  I'm sick and tired of having to depend on others any time I need to go somewhere, and so I've decided it's finally time to face my fear and learn to drive.

Right now I'm pissed because I want to go up to my parents' house tonight in a CAR, because I have laundry I want to wash up there, and I have a couple bags of clothes to give away to add to my mom's collection.  So of course, no one wants to go along with my plan and we'll probably end up having to take the bus up to my parents' which means I won't be able to bring up loads of laundry and donated clothes. 

Well, if I could drive, there would be no problem!  Raph could sit in the passenger seat and nap!  Natalie could sit in the backseat and nap!  The laundry and donation would rest comfortably in the trunk!  I'd have my way!

There are a couple of other reasons it's time for me to drive.  Raph and I are starting to look into buying a home in the suburbs, which would mean driving EVERYWHERE.  We currently live in Queens and everything we need is walking distance, or if not we take the subway.  I've lived in NYC for the better part of 9 years, during college, and after, so I'm very used to having this convenience. 

The second reason is we're planning a family soon, and I'd like to be able to drive in case of emergencies, and also for regular stuff like doctors' appointments, especially if we're living in the 'burbs.

But, I am TERRIFIED of driving!  I sometimes get nervous when other people are driving.  I'm going to need lots of clonazepam for this.
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There isn't really anything more to say about 9/11.  We've all said it countless times, and we've felt it in our bones and our souls for six years.  It was a tragedy, and it shattered all the illusions I had ever held about the world.  It devastated many families and continues to do so every day our soldiers are away from home. 

Today I started thinking about six years before.  We all know where we were on September 11, 2001...but where were we on September 11, 1995?  I was a sophomore in high school.  I was probably worried about the first week of school, and what to wear, and when was I going to get a boyfriend, and how's my hair.  Who knew that the world would change so much in six short years?

Six years after...

How has the world changed?  We still have the same president, and that's no better.  We have the same fears, because every day without a terror attack is another day closer to when the time finally comes.  Do we have the same hope, that things will be better, that good still perseveres? 

Six more years from now...what will September 11, 2013 be like?  Will we have experienced the resolution, or any peace?

There are still so many questions.  The only thing we know for sure is that life is worth it, and peace is worth waiting and hoping and working and praying for.  Let's keep doing that, then.
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Part One.

"One of the things that most gets in the way of our success in wellness is our unwillingness to accept the social nature of our own being. You know, our need for one another is not an obstacle to overcome, it is a virtue to be celebrated. It is really what makes us distinctly human."

- Robert F. Allen, National Wellness Conference Closing Keynote, 1987

Of course, this means that I've been going about this all wrong my whole life (or maybe I've been right).  I've been thinking I'm a failure for caring too much about my relations with others.  Now I learn that I'm supposed to be nurturing that side of myself, and celebrating my need for others. 

So, my instinct was right, but I thought it was wrong, but THAT was wrong.

Or something.


Jul. 18th, 2007 09:41 pm
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Thanks to [profile] lidi for the kick-ass icon.  :) 

Also....hope everyone in midtown Manhattan's all right.  :/  Raph and I are okay; I've been in jury duty in Queens all week, and he took the LIRR home and avoided the area.  We didn't even know about it until we saw it on the news at 7 pm.  Everyone, take care.

Jury Duty

Jul. 17th, 2007 10:54 pm
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Yes, I know Deathly Hallows is being released on Saturday.  I'm a bundle of nerves about it, so we're going to discuss the RL distraction that is:
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I am having the worst day.  There are some days that I just can't stand having to get on the train.  Best laid plans and all that....I tried to beat the system by getting on the train a stop before mine, and that backfired so completely that I ended up having to let one train go, it was so packed, then switching to the local where I STILL had to stand, before flying off the local onto an express when it was already 8:54 am and there was no way I'd make it to work on time.

And then, of course, I got to work.  Which is, basically, THE SUCK.  UGH.

Combine that with the hour I spent reading McGonagall = Evil theories last night and nothing feels right in the world. 

Le sigh.
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To celebrate our 2nd anniversary, Raph and I went out to dinner and a wine bar.  Raph actually had a final on that evening, so I waited for him to finish and then we went to Rouge, a French restaurant near our apartment. 
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On this day two years ago, Raph and I married.  At this time I was sitting in the salon getting my hair done....and Raph tells me he was "sleeping."  Ahh, the luxury of being male! 

Tomorrow, I will share a picture from our second anniversary.  :)


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