Friday, June 26, 2009

Finding Neverland

The house is quiet...for the moment. So far today I've got the living room vacuumed, the kitchen and game room swept and mopped, and a painting hung in Maddie's room. I need to clean both bathrooms and vacuum the upstairs but Maddie is napping so it'll have to wait until she wakes up. Not only would the vacuum wake her up but even if I didn't have to vacuum I still can't clean without blasting the stereo.

Today I'm cleaning to a mix...heavily sprinkled with Michael Jackson. I still can't believe he's dead; it was so unexpected. It's bizarre to think that someone I grew up listening to could be gone. I remember being about 5 and running next door to my aunt's house, begging her to crank up her stereo. "Bad" was my favorite album. We would bounce around the living room, me dragging my feet across her carpet, trying to moonwalk.

As I got older, I more fully appreciated the musical genius that he was. Many a Halloween party and bar trip were spent trying to do the "Thriller" dance.

Thus far, most of the tributes and rememberances seem to be focusing on that genius, the entertainer, and not the scandals and eccentricities that came to a forefront briefly in the late 90s. And I think that's appropriate; when it comes down to it I believe Michael was still a sad, lonely little boy desperate for his father's approval and acceptance.

I hope he found his Neverland.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Some more Maddie-ness

I can't believe Maddie's almost 9 months already... I guess time flies when you're chasing around a teething shrieking laughing drooling babbling giggling bundle of pure joy.

Chillin' with the Easter bunny. They're likethis.First time in a swing.

She's this happy all the time.

Can I help you?


At Bella's 1st birthday party.

Another gorg session from Tabi.My little hambone.
Why, yes, I *do* have the prettiest baby in the world.
Fairy bum :)Who's a rockstar?
Rub a dub dub, 2 kittehs in a tub.Nice hair.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

I haz a husband!

So we got married on May 9th...and it was perfect. Not in the fairy-tale, big white dress, baby animals helped me get dressed sort of way; more like a oh crap I forgot my bouquet, eh who cares, omg where's the marriage license, phew you found it, don't my Chucks look fabulous sort of way. Our relationship is anything but conventional, so why on earth should our wedding be? He's everything I ever wanted and didn't know I needed so badly.
The day itself was pretty much a blur, but we got some great pictures and I'm glad it's over and we're settling into domestic life. (Hah, who ever thought that I would be "domestic"? But I am, I swear, I cook and clean and do laundry and everything!)
So, pictures...