A Leg Grows in C Minor

Well once again, I'm getting a post in just under the wire. It's been about 8 months since I last posted, and that makes Simon 11 months old right now. I looked back at my last post, and many of the "bad" things have changed. We can go to restaurants now, and we can even bring Simon if it is appropriate! I don't have to run around like crazy trying to get things done, because Simon will sit and play by himself for awhile if I need to do something. Likewise, I can take my time eating again. After about the 4-5 month mark, things got progressively easier. He learned to hold and play with objects, then to sit up, then to crawl, and now he stands (holding on to things). This makes him more and more independent. He has 8 teeth now, and eats most of what we eat, but in tiny pieces. He can wave, and clap, and say little words like mama, dada, baba, hey, and yay. He is tall for his age, but slim. He looks like Mike from the front and me from the side. He hugs and danc...

I wanted to write a couple of posts about my son before Mother's Day, even though I don't yet feel like a mother. I know I gave birth to a tiny little boy back in January, and he's been by my side ever since, but I still don't feel like a mother. I think when he starts speaking in a few months, maybe that will be when it will really hit me. That was one thing I've learned since January. You don't automatically transition from non-parent to parent in one fell swoop. Here are some other things I've learned in just a few short months: After staring at a baby 24/7, adults start to look really strange. At one point I looked at myself in the mirror and thought, "How do I look so OLD?" Suddenly I could see wrinkles on every face, and all of the adults I interacted with had HUGE features. Big heads, hands, etc. I kept asking Mike why he looked so tall to me. I never expected that to happen. Even people on TV looked old to me. Thankfully it's mostl...

Mike and I have successfully created a human being, and we've named him Simon Xavier. WOW. Here is a small bit of his cuteness: The day he was born In this post I'll relay some of my thoughts/experiences from the labor process, and I will tone down the grossness as much as possible.  January 19th, 2014 5pm: We are playing a tabletop game with our friends, when I feel a few too many Braxton Hicks. (I felt those fake contractions frequently during my pregnancy.) I tell everyone that I'm likely in labor, but that I would prefer to continue the game. (I realize later that I'm addicted to the game: Pathfinder.) 6pm: I decide to make dinner. Hey, why not? My contractions are little more than bothersome at this point. 8pm: The game is just ending, which is good because I'm starting to feel some pain. I decide to call my family members to tell them this is it! 10:30pm: We watched Downton Abbey while waiting for my mom to arrive. I could barely focus on...

I guess I have to say that Mike and I are grownups now. No matter that we're 32 and 31 (respectively). We now have a house and a soon-to-be-born son to our names. Crazy!!   Part 1: The House It started last fall, when we felt we were finally ready to look into buying a home. Mike required a house in the Fairport area, so we could pay less for electric, which was fine with me. I've always liked the east side of Rochester. We both wanted a two story home with a garage, and we had some other likes/dislikes in a house. There were quite a few in our price range, but it seemed like every time we found an inside of a house that we loved, the outside was not great, or vice versa. Some houses looked great on the inside, but had no character to them. Luckily, besides Mike's random love of Stucco and houses with lines on the outside (not sure what those are called), we both have almost the same taste in homes. So we had been looking for around 1.5 months, not too long, when we a...

This blog posting thing is becoming quite difficult. People have much more time for such things when they aren't buying houses and conceiving children. More on these two important topics, coming soon...

I figure I better finish this captivating cliff hanger before 2013, so I'm writing this just under the wire. Starting from the end of the previous blog entry, here we go: A little over a year ago now, my best friend Angie posted a link to my Facebook page of a trailer for Kevin Spacey in  Richard III . The thing is, this was not a movie, it was a stage play. And the even better thing is, he was performing at BAM (Brooklyn Academy of Music). Mike and I had already moved away from Brooklyn at that time, but I had gone to BAM before, and it happened to be a quick walk from our old neighborhood. That got me thinking that it would not be difficult to get there. I looked on the BAM website, and saw that tickets were affordable. Also, Bank of America members (which, regrettably, I am) got early access to tickets. I believe the tickets went on sale in early November 2011. I called BAM the minute the box office opened that day, and ordered 2 tickets for Mike and I to attend in February ...

So my wonderful loving husband decided to throw me a 30th birthday party earlier this year. As a side note, I was 20 when I started this blog. I now have a 10 year old blog. Wow. Anyway, my birthday party was "Kevin Spacey themed". And booooy was it. It was amazing, and I've decided I want the internet to share in it. But first I think that the internet needs to know about the extent of my love for Kevin. If you know me well, you already know of my feelings on the Kevin subject. But I doubt you know the entire history. So I'm going to document my Kevin timeline, before my old brain forgets everything. It started when I was about 14 years old. This would be somewhere in 1996. My cousin Cory would stay overnight with us for a week or so during the summers. He lived in Buffalo, so I didn't see him too often, but we always got along when we did hang out. That particular summer, we were fond of staying up until 2 or 3 am and talking about movies. Movies have always...