"i'll have what she's having."

name the movie

because i need to laugh today

I reached back in the archives of my old blog and found this. Thought you might like it.
It's a little conversation Lily and I had when we lived in Colorado.

Lily: "Mommy, did you just get out of the shower?"

Me: "Yes."

Lily: "Was Daddy in the shower with you?"

Me: "No...he's downstairs in the office."

Lily: "Oh. I thought he was in the shower with you."

Me: "Nope."

Lily: "Well, if he was in the shower with you - that would make you VERY married."

the cats might push me over the edge

Unless you are mega-rich in New York, you have a small apartment. That means most of the people here are living in small spaces compared with the rest of the United States. It's not uncommon for an entire family to share a 1 bedroom. So I will never whine about our apartment being too small. Because I know it's bigger than a lot of them. But I have wondered what would be too small for our family.

What about you? What would be too small? Could you live in a really small space? Ok, maybe not with kids, but what if it was just you and your spouse or you and a roommate? How small could you go before you were close to going postal?

Here's a couple in NYC who recently purchased a 175 square foot studio apartment. This is their home. With 2 cats. So they not only felt they had room for each another, but they also felt they had room for cats? Two cats? Their apartment is about the size of a subway car. Let me give you a visual:



They don't cook. So their only appliance is an espresso maker. Side note: I used to wonder why a lot of New Yorkers don't cook. Now I don't wonder. This is the food capital of the world and I have the ever-growing waist line to prove it.

Because they are short on closet space, they use their kitchen cupboards to store a lot of their clothes. They leave their apartment every morning in their work-out clothes and have their work-clothes stashed at various dry cleaners around the city. Wow. They seem to have it figured out how to make it work!

Plus they bought their apartment for $150K. Pretty unheard of to own a piece of Manhattan real estate for that price.

What about you? Could you live in a space this size?

diary of a peep

An adventurous Peep managed to escape the trappings of his cellophane cage.



By doing so, he knew he would also escape the jaws of this 7 year old.


He noticed (despite the grimy windows) there was a big beautiful world out there and decided to make a break for it.



Unfortunately, the big bad shag rug grabbed him before he could make it to the door.


The end.

easter bonnet parade

This was our first Easter in Manhattan. For over 100 years there has been an Easter Bonnet parade on 5th Avenue every Easter Sunday. Growing up a southern girl, I am well aware of the Easter bonnet. And the white patent leather shoes. And the white Easter gloves. So there was no way I was going to miss seeing an Easter bonnet parade. But, imagine my surprise at the parade when I saw this:



Shocking, but it was a FANTASTIC Easter bonnet, right? The entire parade was definitely one of those "only in NYC" moments. The creativity was quite amazing and I feel the following needed some special awards. Enjoy.

Best costume that can cross over to another type of parade award:



This person's picture was featured on Regis & Kelly Monday morning, so they get the Five Minutes of Fame Award:



Best use of doggie accessory award:



The Excessive Flair award. (This category had some tough competition if you haven't noticed already.)



Biggest Yankee fans award:



Best nod to childhood Easter award:



The recycling award. Since she clearly emptied her entire craft closet to create her elaborate costume.



The Tim Burton award:



The I am man enough to wear this hat award:



The good enough to be in French Vogue award:



I saved the best for last. We all know the highest creativity award should be called The Anthropologie award. Seriously, this mother-daughter creation was amazing!







I will never look at an Easter bonnet the same way again.

Dear Target,

Dear Target,

I miss you.

I've tried to put you out of my mind since moving to Manhattan, but can not. After a relationship of over a decade, we were already in too deep. I was silly to think I could toss you aside like an old shoe and never think of you again.

I thought I wouldn't miss you, but I've come to see that my life is more difficult without you. My heart is heavy thinking about what you did for me during holidays. Not just Christmas, but Valentines, Easter, Thanksgiving...the list goes on and on. No one lays out aisles of needless holiday decor like you do. Only you can make a modern-day sophisticated woman think she needs a strand of blinking lights to match every holiday.

I've also heard you're carrying Liberty of London now. I've seen the commercials. I am positive I am missing out on something that would have changed my life.

And the dollar bins. O.How.I.Miss.The.Dollar.Bins. It was like digging for treasures. Sure, I didn't need anything in them, but you still filled a void I was sure I had at the time. Even my 6 year old understood the draw of the dollar bins. Of course they were conveniently placed near the entrance and were varying heights so kids her size could reach in. But I'm sure you did it that way for us, not so you could increase sales. You are self-less.

I miss just stopping by to see how you were doing. You were always available for the big events, but were just as available for those spare 10 minutes I often had on the way to pick up kids from school. You were always ready to accept me with open arms no matter how much time I had for you.

I just wanted you to know how I felt. Like I've lost a friend. You are missed.

Love,

Lonely in Manhattan

i've included a handy visual in case you don't understand. you're welcome.

Lily (age 6): "Mom, have you seen the goose tape? I need it."

apparently it's time to do some grocery shopping

family picture by my six year old

Apparently it's time to get my roots done.

we interrupt fall to bring you an early winter

hooray!

I don't know about you, but this is just what I needed to hear.