Malt-O-Meal and Sailor's Potential Look-A-Like.

I think I am probably the only person in this time zone eating Malt-O-Meal right now.  I am eating from a fancy bowl that I purchased in Paris if that is any classier.  At least I didn't eat the last of my Toblerone stocking stuffer that I have been harboring in the back of the cupboard.

I have mostly just been staring at adult women this entire time thinking that Sailor might be represented in some passing stranger.  Probably not likely.  There was one girl in Portland that looked EXACTLY like Josh, in a pretty girl version, she worked at Por Que No.  The only thing different was that she was my height.  I was stuck on her for a while but now I am over her an onto my next potential look-a-like.  This one is actually a baby and her picture has been stuck in my head for months!!  I will let you know when Sailor is about three months old.

Here she is:
http://www.americanapparel.com/4083.html?cid=45

Sailor's 30 DAY EVICTION NOTICE and Shower Soiree

The property at LINDSEY AUCKLAND together with all ribs, uterus, sciatic nerves, bladder, stomach and other organs used in connection with said premises, will terminate on February 18th, 2010, and you are now hereby required to surrender all retained water and fat of said premises to the undersigned on that day.
Dated on the 20th of January, 2010.

Failure to vacate will empower further action with Castor Oil Industries.

Lindsey Auckland
LANDLORD


Thank you to all that attended Sailor's shower or sent the generous gifts.  I don't think she could possibly need anything else.  She now has a drawer in the bathroom and the kitchen and her room is overflowing!

I know that baby showers are meant to be all about humiliation for the big fat swollen girl, so thank you to all of you who participated in deterring some of the focus by embroidering on Sailor's garments!  Thankfully that idea came to me when I was having anxiety thinking about having to play ridiculous games.

The Bureau is Complete..

I know I said Monday but that wasn't a very accurate guess on my part.  I hate when people call themselves perfectionists because it sounds ridiculous, as if they are capable of perfection.  I would say I am more of a finicky weirdo.  Having admitted that, you might be able to imagine how long it took me to pick out and decide on knobs, choose paint, actually do the painting, sand, repaint, have Josh sand, assemble, line the drawers with wood grain paper, and position.  To be called frugal is a cherished compliment so I will tell you this with boastfulness in my fingers, the dresser was $9 at the new Puyallup Goodwill, the knobs $34 at Anthropologie, paint $8, and contact paper $6.  A grand total of $57.  Since I am in the mood for confession I will say that the original price tag on the dresser, being from the early 1900s, was marked at $40.  I found that to be outlandish, so I did what any self respecting Goodwill shopper would do and asked the local furniture associate how much it was.  She knowingly said $9 of course.  Apparently she wasn't working when the dresser was tagged.  I feel a bit better having confessed.  I am also eating ice cream from the carton right now.  I am not going to brush my hair before I go to bed even though I just got out of the shower.  I listened to the same Deer Tick song like 13 times in a row today ("Art Isn't Real").    I bought a Dirt Devil this afternoon because my cleaning/lint/dust obsession is turning out to be quite bizarre (hopefully gestational).  Now all I have to do is finish the rest of the room with a little help, SARAH!

Lindsey Lamaze. 

Room Additions

First jewelry box from G. Ma Char-Anthro.

Sailor has been nice enough to let Josh stow his toys in her room. (Red leather cowboy boots courtesy of Megan Murphy-Koreski)


L. AuckFellow

Another Project.

Sailor needs a dresser, so she is getting one.   I just have to sand it and knob it.  I sanded tonight.  Estimated finish, Monday.

Linds

2010.

We had a little gathering at our new house with most of our closest friends and a few pair of stray local parents.  I made an impulse purchase the night before so we now have surround sound, whoooo!  There were platters of hors d'oeuvres, a few heated social arguments, and a lost crack head.  Overall I think a good time was claimed.  It looked like this....

Hostess