Wine and Love, Week 12

You all know the drill by now – It’s Thursday, Nora hosts Wine and love…

Things that make me take another drink….

– Terrible wedding continues to be more terrible.  And The Bride is going to get TOLD OFF this weekend

– Because this weekend is the bachelorette party.  Thankfully I will have good friends there to help me not jump across the table and strangle her

– Not knowing what day of the week it is any day this week.  Is it Tuesday?  Is it Friday?  NO IDEA

– Realizing the summer is like…over

– My dad’s surgery next week.  Just a little nervous about it

– Friday.  The idea of Friday is making me freak out

Things that make me love a little harder…

– Being honest with someone that deserves it

– Getting what I think I want – at least for now

– Seeing lots of friends together – even if it’s for a crappy reason

– Making playdates for the Dukester

– Going to see the little Nugget and holding him for hours on end

– Workouts.  LOVE IT


Wine and Love, week 11

It’s Thursday (or Jers-day if you ask the girls at work) and it’s time for Wine and Love with Nora.

Things that make me fill my Sigg bottle with a vodka death mix…

Horrible wedding getting more horrible by the minute

– Ungrateful brides

– Finding not 1, not 2, but 4 pairs of pants in my closet that don’t fit me this morning

– Bitchy emails from the VP of the department, basically asking me to admit that I’m an idiot

– WTF rain?

– Where did August go?  I mean, really

Things that make me smile so much it hurts…

 Nights down at the beach watching friends play softball, followed by late night diner laughs

– Secretly listening to Pandora at my desk with one earbud in

– Working out my abs again and being sore the next day

– Sweet emails from Gilmore that make me feel better

– Horrible bridal shower over!

– Baby Nugget being just too cute for words

– Friends coming over for beer and cake on the deck tomorrow night

– Getting stuff on my to do list done.


On Monday, my cousin gave birth to the cutest little baby I’ve ever seen, Alec Nicholas.  I’m not just saying that because he’s related to me.  I’m saying that because OMG CUTE BABY.

It’s kind of weird to have a baby in the family.  It’s been so long since anyone on either side had a baby.  My youngest cousin is now 8 years old.  When he was born, I was kind of distracted by other things (specifically my grandpa dying of cancer) so I really didn’t care much about him.  Also I was 19 and could have cared less about babies.

Now I’m 26 and a lot of people I know are having babies.  It’s that time in people’s lives.  I do not want this for myself – but I’m fine with it for others.  So now that the Nugget (as I call him) has hit the scene, there’s at least a baby for me to adore and then hand back to his parents.

I guess it’s just weird too because I grew up with my cousin.  We’ve always been close.  It’s weird to think that the girl that I used to play dress up with now has a little person to take care of.   It means that she’s really an adult, as opposed to being half of one before.  She’s got a family of her own now.  And that’s…strange.

But babies?  With their tiny shoes and tiny onesies and OMG CHILDREN’S BOOKS?  Fabulous.  Babies wearing belts on pants, even though they don’t walk?  I LOVE IT.  I go from being angry and cynical to being a pile of love whenever I see a baby.  I realized why the other day.  Babies have no idea of the bad in the universe.  Everything to them is shiny happy good times.  They don’t know that people are mean and hateful and awful to each other.  They eat, sleep and poop.  That’s all they do.  They love it.  They love it without even knowing there’s so much more to the world.

Welcome to the universe, Alec Nicholas.  My little Nugget.  You’re going to be shown the best of the best.  And we’re all so glad that you’re here.