New Post, New Look and Badu's Badonk

The reason I haven’t blogged since January is because I’ve been in Europe and I’ve been trying to get pregnant. You really should be rolling your eyes right now because the truth is we were only in Europe for 10 days in March and I center “trying to get pregnant” around two to three fertile days each month. So really the only real reason I haven’t blogged is because I’ve been lazy and scared.

We all understand lazy, or at least most of us do, so I won’t deal with that issue now (and it is an issue), but the scared part? Uh, yeah, that’s been a problem. I’ve talked here and here about my debilitating fear of failure. Seriously, I really should make another appointment with my therapist to cover some of the things we didn’t get to when we last met. I swear, I wish they offered month long sessions where you could just move in with your therapist and unload on them all day. Oh. I guess that’s called rehab. Yeah, I’ll take some of that too. But anyway, I get all caught up in whether or not a blog entry is going to be Pulitzer Prize material, and if not, I scrap it, turn on TV and lament the passing of my writing life.

*sigh*

Ok, so enough of that. I’ll work on doing better.

Sweetness and I did have a great time in Europe. My brother Jonathan tweeted a prediction that Zach’s little sister “Paris” would be conceived on our trip. Didn’t happen, in fact, I got my period at the Louvre. I hope that doesn’t discourage Jonathan from finishing fortune telling school.

Anyway, London was nice, but Paris stole my heart. It’s a fantastic city with lights and jaw-dropping architecture and passion for food and drink. The men wear slim trousers and interesting shoes and the women are thin, but unashamedly eat large wedges of quiche and drink the goodness they call cocoa. It’s pure chocolate, people, melted into a cup! I’ll go back to that city again and again.

In other news,
• I’m excited about healthcare reform. I didn’t have insurance throughout grad school and it sucked. Can’t imagine never being able to have access.
• I’m a little disturbed by Erykah Badu’s butt in her new, controversial video Window Seat. It sure is big for such a small person. Sweetness and me watched it together last night.
Me: Oh. My. God. Becky…look at her butt!
Sweetness: *fixated, silence…hits replay*
• I didn’t spend 300 bucks on that My Baby Can Read program, but my baby CAN read. Proof is here.




Until next time...