An e-mail from my friend Jen...

Just because it put a smile on my face, I thought I'd share. I mean what fun is it being obsessive if you don't have obsessive friends to share your obsessions with?

Hello my girlies!!!

Well, today is the DAY!! I woke up this morning and put on my Tim Gunn shirt and headed off the the Loreal Paris Make Up Room...(Ok really my bathroom) I realized I wear Loreal Paris Mineral MakeUp, cool! So, then applied my Target brand blush and eye make up over it, I guess I am just a practical model at heart. Ha! Then I headed over to the Tresamme Hair Salon (bathroom, again) where I sprayed on my Tresemme Shine Spray (which actually works really good) and brushed my hair. Wow, I just need to somehow install the "Bluefly. com Accessories wall" in my closet and they could film the show at my house. Tee Hee. Now I am off to the runway....ok actually my day of the terrible twos and a baby that enjoys spitting up on me....but once all is still and kids are in bed....you know it is time for the PROJECT RUNWAY FINALE!!!! Yippee! I will be watching with anticipation with the cool pillow made from my fabric from "Mood" (the fabric store the contestants use) courtesy of my friend, Nayeli who traveled all the way to NY and got it for me. So to all my friends who love project runway (but are not as nutty as me), enjoy the show tonight. For most of ya, I will have seen the show 2 hours before you, so give me a call if you can't stay up that late and I will give you the lowdown. : ) Love ya

: ) From your Project Runway Freeky Friend,
: ) Jen

P.S. Go Designer Jillian!!!

A less than crazy birth...

Should you want to make people look at you as if you are crazy...and even express it out loud...tell them you have decided to give birth to your baby in your home with a midwife. In fact I can guarantee you will hear all the "if we were'nt in the hospital...would've (really bad thing)..." and other related yet horrific stories.

I am not a sensationalist or even a vegetarian...but after multiple birthing books and extensive research, I made the unorthodox decision to give birth to my baby at home. I didn't want to be supressed and dictated by doctors in white coats as to what I was Supposed to do and I wanted my baby to enter the world surrounded by people who loved him/her. So needless to say, I gave birth to my baby in the privacy and comfor of my own home.

So call me "crazy" for forgoing the epidural and doctors and monitors and hospital gowns...

Without drugs.

Without Doctors.

Without monitors.

But...

I had candles, and Miles Davis and a warm and comfortable birthing tub and my supportive husband and two midwives who knew me well and respected me and my body's ability to give birth without intervention and drugs. And now the amazing memory of bringing my daughter into this world peacefully and gently, surrounded by love...

I cannot imagine anything less 'crazy'...

Things I have not been able to do since becoming a mama...

Sleep.
Eat a meal sitting down.
Repond to e-mails.
Go to lunch.
Get a pedicure.
Shop.
Watch a television show.
Make a social phone call.
Have a stimulating conversation.
Get a Thai masssage.
Post on my blog.

Any regrets?

Not one.

LOST

It's back!

And really gooooood. Again.

All is right with the world.

Which Lost Character Are You?

More on Lost. Created by BuddyTV

So in honor of LOST's revival I took one of these silly quizes. Juliet? I never would have guessed. And for the record, I have NEVER moved for a company. Plus...isn't Juliet supposed to be one of the bad guys? Oooohhh...this is getting interesting.

Once upon a time...

I had a blog.
And I wrote posts. And I read posts. And I even commented. And then…well then life kicked into full speed ahead gear and reality took over posting and reading and commenting and well, where do I begin except just diving in by sharing that this last year which has included moving out of my groovy-stylish-bohemian apartment to a house that is near my father and mother-in-law who was diagnosed to cancer, losing my wonderful mother-in-law to cancer just before giving birth to my own beautiful daughter in my own home with the assistance of my husband and an amazing midwife. It’s been a wild ride…and when (and if) it settled, I realized that I missed the part where I shared it all with the very few but wonderful readers of my blog. So assuming anyone whoever read this are still out there…Squaregirl is now a Squaremama, but still here…older...and maybe, hopefully a little wiser.

Out with the old, In with the Raw...

Food that is.

Brace yourselves. I am becoming a raw foodist.

Well, not really, but I’ve taking raw food cooking classes. Not something I would’ve taken on my own, but I have this friend…You know…the kind of friend who DIVES into everything they take on until they move on to the next thing to DIVE into. The friend who doesn’t just decide to go to law school, but becomes valedictorian of her graduating class, becoming a lawyer, only to discover yoga and get trained by Bikhram himself and open her own yoga studio, only to sell it and become a successful mortgage banker and end up marrying a VP of a very well known company and I cold go on…Needless to say, this fried has decided to go raw, and while I’m a little cynical about trendy diets and lifestyles and such, I am very open minded, especially to ideologies that promote health and peace, and heck, what could be soooo bad about eating raw fruits and veggies? So last night, I had my first raw food cooking lesson (courtesy of aforementioned friend, who is paying well for private lessons and has invited me to intrude, er, join in on). And you know what? It’s not so bad! Granted, I’m definitely a gal who loves her meat, but heck, I can eat a raw meal now and again. And according to our new chef/cooking teacher, even supplementing a meal or two can make a huge difference. So thus far I have learned to cook (I mean prepare) a tasty oatmeal dish, an apple sunflower cream and a tomato basil soup, which are not all that bad if you ask me. Of course tonight I made my husband and I chicken fajitas and beans, but hey, I’m taking classes from a vegan raw foodist and I’ sure that should transmute somehow.

Doesn’t it?

SquareToddler

Because...

1) I'm getting lazy

2) I'm developing a tendency to replace words with pictures (as I'm getting lazy as you just read)

3) SquareSis #2 has somehow located and ressurected old family photos which she is sharing with all of us Squares

Here is proof that...

1) I actually have always had my head stuck in a book as I claimed

2) I avoid, and always have avoided posing for the camera. Unlike Squaresis #2, who is obviously the ham of the Squares.

Oh, and yes, I spent a majority of my childhood nekkid...whatevver, You do see that I am in a cage afterall don't you?