Curse you JK Rowling!

Don't worry that's all I'm going to say. Except.... Good Book!
In random news, Lilo, T and I just got back from two EXHAUSTING weeks of vacation. We can't figure out why we don't feel at all rested. Poor T has an ear infection he caught while swimming, Lilo is traveled out and grouchy and I am GRIMLY determined to lose these last 15 pounds by the 9 month mark. My pediatrician had her baby 8 weeks ago, and she looks like nothing ever happened. Slim, blond and chipper... GRRRR! I will lose the GD weight. Laci Le Poo here I come!
The apartment buying moves on at a *s n a i l s* pace. I HATE waiting, I have the patience of a five year old. I'm dreaming about all the food I will keep in my kitchen... oh damn, the weight, the weight! I'm dreaming about the new playstation I'm going to get with Dance Dance Revolution on it. And a flat screen TV (smallish) and a bedspread with a giant girly peony on it. HA! I keep going back to the kitchen tho', Caephelon cookware, an immersion blender, and my Hello Kitty toaster oven out of storage. Bliss...
I need ideas. It's a studio. Where the heck do I put the baby. I need to figure out how to create a room... Curtains on a line to make his own space? HELP, I need your creative minds!

Tommy and his guava, lemon and bimbo tomatoes

My Musician

Bix BiterBuscuit, the nascent musician



T has made me a better performer. Singing with him, I've learnt to read music, and have begun to really LEARN how to sing. I have to rise up to the challenge of his expertise. Challenge. That's the word. He makes learning new pieces an exciting collaborative challenge. He is an amazing teacher and coach and I am VERY lucky to have him.
I have an audition coming up and thanks to T, I have absolutely no fear. And it's a hard piece.

Happy Fathers Day, my love.

In a bit of a Pickle!

So, we went to go see Father dear (T) in his new show at SCR. It's called "The Only Child" it's a very quirky operetta. Lilo got upset when Miss Minnie yelled at his dad, who was UNRECOGNIZABLE in a huge fat suit. Nassy! But very funny Dromedary toe an'all... Anyway, afterwards we all head out for a nosh at Jerry's deli. (yes in the most un-deli city of Costa Mesa, 'course it's always empty, are there even any Chosen people IN CM?) We get soup, sweet potato fries (my new passion) and of course a side of delicious pickles. Guess who sucked the juice out of a pickle like a little pickle vampire? Yup. The Lilo. I am going to be so busted by my pediatrician. He spits out baby food, hates his organic teething bicuits, but hand him a vinegary sour ex-cucumber and he is in heaven. Is this normal? I am so madame bad mommy. He snatched one out of my hand today. sklorp sklorp suck suck, it's now a dead pickle...

In other news... We just put an offer in on the CUTEST 1950's era Googie/Atomic studio in Long Beach! 2 blocks from the beach, Queen Mary adjacent, in the middle of EVERYTHING. A real city dwelling. It's called The Royal Palms. The exterior is late 50's federal building.

The interior is Atomic fantastic.
the windows are fabulous. Light, bright. Poured concrete floor (poor Lilo) Great details. AWESOME!!

Oh I hope it all works out! It's a co-op which could be a problem to get financing, and get this, the loan would be so low that a lot of banks don't want to do it.
Did I mention that this building is the last bargain in LA? It is spectacular, and due to go condo.
HURRAH!!!!!

ERG.... My stomach just flipped.

I'm excited but scared. I've NEVER been in debt before.

I love this place! (Thanks for the advice R!)

let it work out... please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please!

Tag-e-lah!

Darn you Lulu and D-Doll!
The rules: Each person tagged gives 7 random facts about themselves. Those who are tagged need to write on their own blog their own 7 random facts as well as the rules of the game. You need to tag seven other people and list their names on your blog. Then you leave those you plan on tagging a note in their comments so they know that they have been tagged and to read your blog.

1. I am unable to read non-digital wha-ch-call analog clocks.

2. I have a mad passion for Pete Townshend, Hugh Grant, George Clooney and Jim Lehrer, or snugglebunny as I call him. And I am stupidly, dopily mad about T... and LL

3. I went to the American Academy of Dramatic Art for one scant year and got a D in acting. Diane Stevenson. Loathsome creature. Ya know those who can &tc. Karen Hensel and Carl Reggiardo were cool.

4. I studied political science in Oxford. And learned to love scotch eggs.

5. I'm terrified of singing auditions but I love to sing.

6. I cut my own hair.

7. I have 87 dolls.

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Yatsu!!!!!

I'll think of more....