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The Hired Help…For Free

We are visiting my parents this weekend with a special added bonus:  my in-laws are here, too.  Pretty neat, huh? Yes, we are in a very fortunate situation where my parents and my in-laws get along wonderfully.  Like, they visit each other even when we aren’t around.  Even though they live nine hours away from […]

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Babies and Beer in Brooklyn

When Carlitos was first born my husband and I had just turned 26.  Our friends were still living it up.  Hardcore.  Well, hardcore for artsy fartsy types.  Which I think simply translates to lots of pot. What do I know? I was suddenly busy making sure my organic lettuce had been triple washed and that […]

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Forward

I have been having fantasies lately. Prints.  Carpets.  Color.  Organization. Yes, décor fantasies. The thing is, I got pregnant at 25 years old.  Then we got married once Carlitos turned one.  We lived in Washington, D.C., and then moved to Maryland.  Suddenly we were in Harlem.  Next up, Brooklyn. Basically we have done everything backwards.  […]

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And Time Marches On

We spent two fabulous weeks gallivanting around the Mediterranean with our extended family, my father-in-law as host.  It was amazing.  A trip we will never forget.  And one that I am sure I will do a photo post about sometime soon. (‘soon’ being November if you know me at all) Then, we returned last Sunday […]

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They Don’t Call ‘Em the Trenches for Nothin’

I hired a babysitter today so that I could work with a client, get some food shopping done and, as it turns out, even have a few extra minutes to fill the car with gas and get my eyebrows done.  Success! The spa, it was not.  But honestly, a few hours alone – even to […]

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Green Tomato Stacks with Goat Cheese, Peaches and Balsamic Reduction (Two Ways)

I always thought I’d be famous.  People even told me my name sounded famous: Annie Sims Messenger. Obviously, I agreed. Although the talent that would lead me to fame remained undiscovered, my faith in my own future celebrity never wavered.  I knew something would pop up in time for me to be strutting red carpets […]

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Let’s Keep it Classy, Facebook

I do not love my friends. I do not think kids with cancer are beautiful. I do not recognize any movies from my youth. I do not want that man to get the transplant he needs to live. I do not wish we had a cure for…well, anything life-threatening. Basically, I am the worst human […]

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The Photo Edition

By request (Honest to God I Swear No Really), here are the photos I have from BlogHer’12.  To be honest, I don’t have that many since my camera phone mysteriously only works when I take photos with Instagram and I was trying not to completely photo bomb my Instagram account.  Someday soon I will make […]

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5,000 Horny Camels?

So, I went to BlogHer and everyone kept pointing at me and saying, “You don’t belong here, lady.  Go home.”  And I cried and got on the subway and headed all the way back to Brooklyn, dripping with sweat and tears. Then I woke up. Kidding. I didn’t have any nightmares about BlogHer, but as […]

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Belonging

For eight years I spent a portion of my summer at Camp Favorite. (Real name.  I know.) When I was seven I begged my parents to let me go and they agreed to five nights.  By the time I was fourteen I was spending a month there as a Counselor in Training (CIT). I loved […]

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