Monthly Archives: February 2010

The Littlest Vampire

I ran into a vampire in Whole Foods this morning. Well, I ran into a guy that plays a vampire on t.v. in Whole Foods today. Actually, I didn’t exactly run into him. It was more like pseudo-stalking on my part.

Let me clear things up. One of my guilty pleasures is watching The Vampire Diaries on the CW. It is cheesy and sappy and juvenile and I LOVE IT!! I do. Those Salvatore brothers make me feel like I am nineteen again. Aahh nineteen…what a good year. Well, I was at the top of the elevator when I saw him, Paul Wesley…aka Stephen Salvatore, going down into Whole Foods and that’s when the stalking began. As a New Yorker who is used to seeing celebrities and actors I was kind of embarrassed about following this “kid” through a grocery store, but that didn’t stop me. And to be honest, I didn’t really stalk him. I just happened to be near him while he was making himself a salad, checking out the fruit, looking at bread…

Up close this vampire was just so ummm small. He was very handsome don’t get me wrong. He was just small. That boy has the tiniest waist I have ever seen and a pair of chicken legs that would probably taste great with some spicy sauce and blue cheese dressing. I think I could have picked him up and held him in the palm of my hand. I mean his butt was just a little bit bigger than my two year old son’s teeny tiny hiney. Not exactly the powerful vampire seen on television.

As we stood in line together to pay for our salads I noticed how he kept fingering the display of chocolate bars next to him. I so badly wanted to yell out, “Just buy one. Oh for goodness sakes buy ten.” When he went to pay for his food I was kind of sad that I got to see him in this light. I don’t know if I will be able to look at him as a vampire again. Or watch the show without wanting some chicken wings.
Oh well there’s always his television brother Ian Somerhalder.

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I’m Not Home Right Now. Please Leave a Message and…

I won’t get back to you. It’s true. I won’t. Well, not right away anyway. I don’t check my voicemail messages. I don’t check my answering machine messages. I really never have. Even during the pre-cell phone days. I would see the flashing light and acknowledge it, but never press play. That’s how it is now with my cell phone. I know perfectly well that I have messages. My phone is constantly reminding me. I just don’t have any urge to check them, so I don’t. It’s nothing against you. It’s not like I don’t like you or what you have to say. It’s just that I seem to have this problem taking the time to dial my voicemail and listen to your message. Most of my friends know this about me. They know not to even bother leaving a message. If you really want me to respond texting me seems to be your best option.
When I am available I almost always answer my phone. I don’t avoid picking up. I am not one of those people. I am just one of those other people who don’t listen to any of their messages. Sure, I have missed out on important information because of this, but even that has not motivated me to check them. I’m not sure anything will really.
What I really should do is change my outgoing message to say, “Hi I can’t answer my phone right now please don’t bother leaving your name or your number because I most likely will never listen to your message. Thanks for calling.”

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Success!!!

After stalling and whining and ok let’s be fair a little light yelling, I actually was able to get out of the apartment today. Applause please. No? Ok. I know. I know. It should not be such a big deal that I got out of the apartment today, but it was to me.

I have had a bit of a tough week and I have finally brushed the nasty dust off of my shoulders and have decided to move on. So, getting out of the apartment today was like a goal for myself. My pain body, as Eckhart Tolle would say, was trying to keep me locked up. But no more I say!!! Out into the world I will go. Into the dank, stinky, underbelly of NYC I go. Yeah…that’s more like it. The old Jeanie is back!!

With cookies and vanilla milk and a couple of diapers in my bag my son and I headed out to the Museum of Natural History. Not the healthy snack I envisioned, but so what? Don’t judge. Sure I procrastinated so long that it was actually 11am only an hour and a half before Jack’s nap, but so what. We were going on an adventure and no schedule was going to stop us.

I felt so proud as the C train pulled to a stop at the 81st Street stop. I let Jack take his time to look at all of the cool mosaics and fossils on the walls and then we left the subway and stepped into the museum and our adventure began. I did it. We made it. We did not spend another lame morning wandering around the apartment playing with the same old stuff.

I wonder where our next adventure will take us. Somewhere cool I hope.

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Do You Think I’ll Make It?

Yuck. It is dark and cloudy and drizzly outside. A trip to the playground will not be too exciting and I don’t want to go for a ride somewhere in the car and lose my awesome parking spot that is good for tomorrow’s alternate side of the street rules.

I know that I should be a good mom and get my son dressed and ready for the day. For goodness sakes it’s 9am and I still haven’t even changed his diaper from last night. Sigh… At least breakfast has been eaten and cleaned up. Ok! No more sitting around. I must get up and get Jack and myself dressed. I just don’t wanna!!!! It’s such a stay in your pj’s kind of day.

I must snap out of it and get up. I will be productive. I will pack healthy, yet delicious snacks and take my son on a fun adventure. I would really like to jump on the subway and hit up the Museum of Natural History. I’m sure it will be packed with tourists on a rainy day like today, but I think I can handle it.

10 mins later….

Ok. I am dressed and Jack is halfway there. I am hesitant to fully dress him until the morning poop arrives. All you mommies know what I mean. It’s got to be soon. The boy has had a big bowl of oatmeal and a banana and his vitamins. Come on poop!

I can’t believe I just said that. What has happened to me? I am sitting around waiting for poop to come. hahahaha. It is kind of funny. I wonder how long I will have to wait. Maybe I don’t really want to go to the museum and I’m using poop as an excuse. It’s a pretty good one if you ask me. No one wants to be stuck on the subway with a stinky two year old. I’ll just give him a few more minutes.

15 mins later…

Well, my neighbor stopped by and it is now 10:15 and I am no closer to leaving than I was before. We still have no poop and Jack is still not wearing pants. Sesame Street is on and Jack is laying on the couch. He is eating a big piece of chocolate that he must have gotten out of the refrigerator. I really should hide that stuff. Oh my.

Alright, I am going to put on some make-up and brush my hair and hope for some action to get us moving. I know I can do it. At least I hope I can and if I don’t there’s always tomorrow.

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A Day Off

I got a day off today. Well, kind of. My husband took my son to his parents house in Queens today and I stayed home. I had big dreams and high expectations for my day off. I really wanted to go see a movie. I hoped to go get a pedicure. The last one I had was in May of 2009. I wanted to get a bite to eat at my favorite diner on the Upper West Side. Or maybe I would just take a long shower, make something nice for breakfast and then curl up on the couch and read a book.

This is what I have done instead. I have checked my email. I have folded some laundry. I have washed the dishes. I have had two cups of coffee. I have eaten an english muffin. I have picked up toys and, of course, my husband’s socks. I have made the bed.

I am finally sitting down and updating my blog. This has been the most relaxing thing I have done so far. Ahhhhh. I think I’ll even watch The View or maybe catch up on some Big Love episodes I have missed.

Oh crap! They are home already. Well, this day off has blown. I’m out. So much for relaxing.

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When You Live in a Walk-Up

WHEN YOU LIVE IN A WALK-UP:

You memorize all the phone numbers of the places that deliver.

You get groceries delivered.

You get wine delivered.

You get everything delivered.

You send your laundry out to be washed.

You chant, “I hate these stairs.”, every single time you walk up them.

You talk yourself into believing that walking upstairs is an actual workout and stop going to the gym.

You know who your true friends are when they agree to come to your place instead theirs.

You have strange erotic dreams about elevators.

WHEN YOU LIVE IN A WALK-UP AND HAVE A BABY:

You believe that you are going to forever be trapped inside with a crying infant.

It takes two hours worth of planning just to leave the apartment. Wait…make that three.

You pack extra diapers.

You pack your stroller with enough stuff to last you a week.

You become an expert at bumping a stroller down stairs.

You become an expert at pulling a stroller up stairs.

You silently chant, “I hate these stairs.”, every single time you walk up them.

You truly are trapped in your apartment when it snows and your super doesn’t shovel the stairs outside. Oh…I guess I forgot to mention the outside stairs.

You get to see the true kindness that exists in the people that offer to help you up the stairs.

You silently curse out the guy that pushes past you as you are dragging your stroller up the stairs while carrying groceries and does not offer to help you.

You know who your true friends are when they agree to come to your place instead of theirs…especially when they are also coming with a stroller.

You discover how strong you are and how a couple of flights of stairs can’t stop you from going places.

But, you still have strange, erotic dreams about elevators.

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I’m New at This

I won’t always make the best decisions.
I won’t always say the right thing.
I won’t always know the right way to get there or what to do once I arrive.
I won’t always show up on time, but I won’t always be late.
I won’t always have the courage to speak up.
I won’t always know when to stop talking.
I won’t always listen carefully.

I’ll try to think more carefully.
I’ll try to listen to my heart.
I’ll try to take my time.
I’ll try to see things from a different perspective.
I’ll try not to judge.
I’ll try to learn from my mistakes.
I’ll try to take it one day at a time.
I’ll try to do my best, but hey…I’m new at this.

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