There are a lot of bad shows on TV. Tongiht I watched one of the worst ones. October Road is horrible. It is as if it is 1994 and several cheesey freshman English majors were locked in a room and forced to write a TV show. Insert witty banter here. Now it is time for a metaphor! Look we can mix in a soliloquy. See Professor? I did learn my literary terms.

Where have I been? Mostly slammed at work, but this weekend I was at the farm and in Charleston. My nephew Iain just got his black belt in Tae Kwon Do, and some of the family went down to celebrate.


The weather and the company was nice. Rory was so funny. She teased us all weekend. She loved the curlers because she thought they made her look like Shirley Temple.



Dexter was a good boy as usual. Here he was so happy he was going to fly away.

Sunday brunch with Ol' Blue Eyes

Portrait of a Mommy Blogger

Hmm. How can I torture my parents? I know! I'll suddenly mix it up a little, just when they think they know me so well. They said I am a good sleeper. Famous last words.

Hoppy Easter

Doing my homework...

So Woodland Mama has given us another topic to blog about. This time it is embarrassing moments. I used to get embarrassed by everything that my parents did or said, but felt that everything I did or said was the epitome of cool so I don't think too many things stick out under the banner of "most embarrassing". Plus, I was never shy or introverted so I wouldn't have been embarrassed, say, asking an old lady to zip up my skorts. In fact, I would have chatted with her about how they don't make clothes like they used to and wouldn't you like to go get a club soda with me? There is a bathing suit incident from Michigan, but I have told and re-told that story so many times that it no longer embarrasses me either. But upon giving the matter some thought, there are certain elements of my teenage years that make me cringe today. First of all, if you had asked me when I was a junior in high school where I liked to shop the most, my answer would have honestly been the Disney Store. My prized possession was my maroon and navy blue Mickey Mouse baseball cap. I wore it with the rim bent in a "U" shape with my ponytail and scrunchie threaded through the hole in the back. I spent my tip money from Bac-N-Eggs on Little Mermaid, Aladdin, and Beauty and the Beast stickers that I would seriously pass around at school to everyone I knew insisting that they put it on their shirt. I bought Happy Meals so that I could have the Disney toy that came with them and I'd glue them on the dashboard of my car or play with them during study hall. I thought this made me quirky, now it makes me want to hide my face.

Dad and Dex...

enjoy a Wednesday morning jam session.

More pictures

We are continuing our Michigan visit. Here's Dex with Granny Mary and Grandpa Lon. He's charming everyone with his flirty smile and loud voice.

Who do you look like?

Last night a friend's son told me he'd been trying to figure out who I reminded him of and he just realized it was that CSI lady. (Jorja Fox) I was flattered, but don't think I look like her except the hair color and gap in my teeth.






In my twenties (when I was skinnier and had short hair) I was often compared to Ashley Judd. I didn't mind that one either. Though, frankly, I didn't see it except for the hairstyle. I do think my friend Beth looks a lot like her. (You would too if you met her.)















I also have been told I looked like Christina Ricci. (As has Liza and I see that resemblance more.) Presumably this was before she got all anorexic and alien looking.

A walk in the woods...

So we've been enjoying our few days of relaxing and visiting in Michigan. On Saturday we went for a long walk in David and Martha's woods. Dexter seemed to enjoy the fresh air.

It did eventually wear him out.

Spring Break!

Hi! I am visiting Joel's family in Michigan. I have a lot to write about, but not much time to do so. So, in the meantime, enjoy the picture of the CUTEST BABY EVER!!!! and then check out my flickr page to see what's new.

Nora