I’m leaving in one hour- heading to Oklahoma for the holidays with Wito by MYSELF. (D is meeting us later.) I wrote this yesterday and learned lots of good tips. The one thing I forgot, though? TO CHARGE THE FUCKING DVD BATTERY. Commence hysterical laughing/crying hybrid.
Wito experienced a 5-day birthday bonanza complete with 2 parties and grandparental coddling beyond belief. The child was spoiled ROTTEN- trust me, I’m still paying for it 6 days later. Our typical day since we’ve been back home: “Mamamamammaaaaa, mamamamaamaa. MAMAAMAMAAAAAAAAAAAAA.” He wants to be picked up, he wants down, no wait, he wants up, […]
Hi! I’m in Oklahoma! Oklahoma is OK, thanks for asking. It’s hot. Very hot. Yesterday, I ran at 6:30 in the morning and died. The end. **************************** Currently, my brain will only assimilate sentences suitable for small children. And lists – I can deal with lists, so let’s go. 1. Remember our lovely beach bungalow […]
About a month ago, I made a promise to some Very Important People that I would not come back from Blogher and write about all of the AMAZING and TALENTED women I met during the process like everyone else. (Although, I did! They were really, really fantastic!) (And that doesn’t count because of the parentheses.) […]
I’m Sarah, a veritable prodigy in the fields of list-making and lip gloss color recognition. I currently live by the beach with my picky interior designer husband and freakishly large baby. I am addicted to instruction manuals, green olives (preferably in my vodka), Fantasy Football, online shopping and the color of grass. My own personal […]
We still haven’t attempted our first single, “Cinnamon Stix”. It’s a beautiful song, reminiscent of our last visit to Santa Fe when Bishop Stu Tu compared the results of a trip to the bathroom with the consistency of the aforementioned. Did I mention the Whoorl family loves the poop talk? Oh well, I’m sure the […]