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Girls weekend

Well, I had a really fun fun fun fun weekend with the girls. It was our second annual girls’ weekend (or would it be girl’s?) and this time, we met up here in New Orleans, due to the two knocked-up among us. Much fun was had, and I was sorry to see it end. Come baaaack!

Samples of what we did:
Stalked celebrities (Brangelina’s house!)

Went in stores with pretty plants:

And mostly, ate.

In other news, today is Jenny’s birthday. Happy birthday Jenny! Today is the third day in a row of family birthdays. Sunday was Jennifer, and yesterday was our cousin Monica. Happy happy happy birthday birthday birthday! I rather hope this makes up a little bit for the fact that I haven’t actually gone birthday gift shopping for anyone yet. Owing mainly to the fact that if I did, everyone would be getting stuff from the dollar store, for that is my budget til payday.

We finally are getting the house rearranged. I am typing this from my new office! No longer in the guest room, but at the back of the house in the library. Hooray! And the guest room is now the room the babies will live in, complete with pretty blue-green paint and piles of crib parts. Will take pictures when we get it semi-set up.

You know what is weird? Suddenly, triplets are everywhere. I know it’s only because they’re on my mind, but seriously. It seems like everyone I know knows someone with triplets, or who is a triplet. And this morning, while telling myself I really need to get out of bed and listening to a story on NPR about Katrina, one of the women being interviewed mentioned she is a triplet. The manicurist I went to a few weeks ago – she had triplet cousins. The web designer we hired at work has triplet nieces/nephews. High school friends work with parents of triplets. Actually, lots of people seem to work with parents of triplets. Guess they have to take several jobs. Heh. Anyway, it’s kind of weird. I’m starting to think triplets aren’t so rare after all.

Must get ready for work now!

Nursery

Well, the nursery is well on its way! I am in love with the paint color I picked, it’s absolutely perfect. Just the right balance of blue and green. Well, perhaps it’s a little on the blue side, but I don’t care. I love it.

I was showing someone a picture of it, and they said “ooh, look, it’s the color of a Tiffany box!” And I said noooooo, that’s cheesy, I’d never paint something the color of a Tiffany box. It’s a bit of a brighter light blue, wouldn’t you say?

Luckily, I have two Tiffany boxes in my possession. Both came from my cousin Monica, who gave me a porcelain box from Tiffany for my college graduation, and a beautiful crystal bowl as a wedding gift. So I took one of the boxes into the bedroom to compare the colors.

Lo and behold, the box nearly blended into the wall. I was shocked. I guess Tiffany blue isn’t that obnoxious after all.

Here are a few pictures of the color…

Obviously, we’re not done yet. All of the trim will be white. Hopefully it’ll be done by the end of the week. Big thanks to Stephanie and Teresa for painting! I was able to work a little, but only when I had this hideous and hot mask on. So I didn’t do much.

When the painting is done, we’ll be able to move the cribs in. Yes, we have them all, but only because two of them were hand-me-downs from friends and family who were ready to get rid of them. All of the furniture will be white, and with the cute crib skirts and quilts Aunt Caroline is making, it’s going to be the best nursery ever! Just need to get some new blinds and curtains, maybe a rug, and a new comforter for the double bed that’s staying in there.

Regarding my last post, I am quite proud of myself for remaining pretty calm about everything, and not worrying. I am hopeful that everything will work out for the best, and that we’ll come home with three healthy babies. I mean, I have to think that!

I can’t say how wonderful it is to hear from my triplet mom readers that they’ve gone through the same thing with a positive outcome. It really, really helps. And my gigantic ovaries aren’t causing me any pain, thank goodness. Heh.

California and pictures

Aww, isn’t Emily cute? Here’s a picture that Jenny sent me a LONG ASS TIME AGO. NEED MORE PICTURES, MOMMY!!!

Who’s a bunny???

Eeeep! Isn’t she cute?

Speaking of cute…

Now, you can’t deny that I have the cutest nieces in the whole wide world. Don’t even try arguing with me! I can’t wait, less than four weeks and I get to hug them both at the same time. Woo hoo!

Also, want to apologize for lack of posting. We were in California last week for fun/work. Fun first – we went to San Francisco, and then work in Monterey. It was friggin’ COLD but we had fun. Just so dang busy!

Here we are at the Golden Gate bridge. Wearing fleece jackets. IN MAY.

Now, I promise to start posting more! Promise!

PS Paula, were you trying to say in the last entry that you have something to share with the rest of the class? Just wonderin’.

Easter and CCC 10k

Sorry for the lack of posting! I’m lame. I know, I know.

Not much has been going on. Well, except for walking the Crescent City Classic last weekend with Teresa and Stephanie (and Liam in his stroller) and then hosting Easter at our house the following day for about a gajillion people. That was fun. (No, really, it was.)

See, now I accidentally just recapped every notable thing I’ve done in the past week and a half in once sentence. Oops. How ’bout if I post an Easter pic or two? Will that help?

Lotta food:

Liam is really cute:

Oh yeah, and there’s exciting news afoot from one of my regular readers, but I am not at liberty to say what it is just yet. Regular Reader, you know who you are….

Prom!

Whew! I need a weekend from this weekend. V busy.

Friday night, we went to dinner at Amy and Van’s house. Amy and Van are 2/3 of the band that played at our wedding. Amy likes frogs. A lot. Dinner was yummy.

On Saturday, I voted and then went across the river to help out at my friend Angela’s cafe’s booth at French Quarter fest. It went well, but it was very exhausting. Only four hours of work, so I feel like a bit of a wuss. But seriously, I must’ve dished out a million Barbecue Shrimp Po-boys. Mmmm. Lots of butter.

After that, it was time to start getting ready for prom! Wooo! Prom was fun. That’s all I can say about that…really, pictures tell the story better:




Sunday involved a bit of recovery from prom, plus a gym visit, some bread baking (sourdough, mmmm) and then a barbecue at a friend’s house. Lots of meat. Reminded me of the time we went to the Brazilian barbecue restaurant when I went to NYC with Kristina and Anne and Marianne. (I won’t attempt to spell the name of the restaurant here.) Anyway. Not making much sense.

Four years ago today, I was nervous. I had a date the next night. I hadn’t been on a proper date in a very long time. Who was this “George” I’d met a few nights before?

Best photos

The best picture from the whole wedding weekend:
“Uncle George, gimme the beer!”

Second best:

(no words necessary.)

Wedding pics


Okay, so clearly the story of my idiocy is not at interesting as Mike or wedding pictures, so here’s one of both!

And we got our very first professional picture back from our photographer, so you can see that too:

6/12/02

Okay, so those prayers went unanswered. No work so far. But a few leads. Sarah knows someone at Tulane who may need help with a database, but she hasn’t called or emailed me back, so I’m not holding out much hope for that. I went to Barnes & Noble yesterday to fill out a job application. Laurie’s James put a little note on it, maybe that’ll help. I almost went to the unemployment office Monday, but I didn’t. Or yesterday. I chickened out, I’ll be honest about it.

Kristina left for Virginia this morning, she’s getting lasic surgery on her eyes. Lucky! Although I don’t know if I’d ever get it myself because I don’t like people cutting my eyeball open, I’m envious that she won’t have to wear glasses or contacts again. Maybe if she says it’s not so bad, I’ll consider it one day. She at least can wear contacts, I personally hate them, so I’m stuck with glasses. Which I also hate. So maybe one day…

Anne’s sister Becky’s friend (and ours) Jen is coming in town tomorrow. I get to entertain her. Yay! I’m going to take her to, um, well, okay, Algiers for pub quiz night. Hey, she went to Yale. Maybe we’ll actually win something this week!

Oh yeah, and I finally got my official marathon photos! Yay! Woo hoo! Of course, the dreaded fanny pack (perhaps I should just call it a waist pack to avoid any cross-cultural faux pas) makes me look disgusting, but other than that, I’m happy about them. It’s exciting! Except that they actually want me to send back two of the photos. *&#($ that! I don’t think so! Let ’em come after me (or put the cost on my mom’s credit card. Either one is fine with me.) So here they are: