Linkety Dinkety Doo: Mid-week edition

The good, the bad and the fugly. Enjoy, giggle uncomfortably and if you dare, go ahead and hit make purchase.

Oh hell naw. While this might entice the Paris in you, this is sure to call out to the Cleveland in you. And these dudes look like they just robbed their grandma's attic cloak storage. Unnnnn...


Ahhh, yes*. Finally, a company that makes t-shirts that say exactly what I'm thinking, all wrapped up in a sweetly, chic-ly embroidered little package. Nowwwww, how to justify forking over eighty bucks for a shirt emblazoned with "Good luck, mother fucker" on it? Would the expressions on the faces of the playgroup mommies and the co-op teachers be enough?


Oooooh. This reminds me of playing in my grandma's "junk jewelry," the Ziploc bags of necklaces and pins she no longer wanted. Only better. I do love plastic-y goodness, especially in the form of these delightful, summery kimono rings.


Mmmmmmaybe. I'm not sure if I really fell in love with Cyndi Lauper before or after I played her songs on guitar when I was in seventh grade, but the feeling hasn't faded. And Erasure? They made up most of the soundtrack to my high school years. Anyone have cheap seat tix for sale (that is, anything under two-hundy)? I spent all my concert cash on a raunchy tee.




* Thanks to The Fashionable Housewife for introducing me to Locher's. 

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Travels with a toddler

We're back from a long weekend in the armpit of the USA southern Indiana for my cousin's lovely country club wedding and the challenge of an unplugged weekend. With a surge of sunshine, a very funky Brady-esque suite at the lodge and loads of fam time, we had terrific and tiring time.

Here's five fab bits from our umpteenth road trip with Lil E:

1. Spontaneous potty training. A couple days before our departure on a seven hour car ride, Lil E decided he might be interested in the potty after all. Actually, I think he's mostly interested in taking a sit with his National Geographic Kids magazine and "privacy, pleeeeease, mommy," but that'll work, too.  I packed an extra couple of sheets of stickers and the kid was introduced to the (ahem) joys of tinkling in ladies rooms in frontage road McDonald's from Illinois to near-Kentucky. I have no official potty plan of action here except to keep it casual and carry a big box of wipes.

2.  A view of the golf course, outstretched from the front door of the suite we shared with my parents, my brother and his fiancee. Other than watch the polo-clad club members whiz by on their carts, guess what else we did...over and over and gloriously over?

3. A gorgeous cake that made me nostalgic for wedding planning and nearly made me crack open my dusty bridal binder full of inspirational pictures, spreadsheets and doodled to-do lists.  I don't really love wedding cake in general, but I do appreciate those mad designs.

4. Just one bout of car sickness (if you don't count the very contagious open bar flu that Daddy caught). Fortunately (?), we can make quick work of urp after our share of in-transit sickness by the boy.

5. Lots of Prince, a few slow jams and one pair of very hot ten-minute shoes. I love a party where everyone's jumping to get down-get down, and we did at this one. I hated to abandon my patent leather cha-cha heels, but it had to be done so as not to let de-elevator bring. us. down.

Even though I had one itchy afternoon where I longed to log on to the laptop I didn't bring, it was a good time. Even though we have a bathroom full of hand-scrubbed clothes formerly soaked in milk, pee and puke now hanging dry, it was a good ride.  And even though it was a nice break from the city, our chaos and the past few wintry weekends, it is oh-so good to be home.

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AI, according to Bruce

On Melinda: "Oh no. Did she just make that little white girl cry?"

On Sanjaya: "What the hell?"

On my new boyfriend Beat Box Boy (and sarcastically, I might add): "Oh really. You like him. What a shock."

On other matters: "You taped over Dancing With The Stars. But I haven't watched it yet."

God, I love this man.

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