February 2008


snowsuit22.jpgtonight it is supposed to snow …

not much, just an inch or so, but the impending storm reminded me that i hadn’t shown my fans photos of me in my snowsuit. i wore it last friday when we got a mega storm that dumped over eight inches.

mommy went out three different times to shovel the driveway, the deck, and the sidewalks. miss megan (next door) watched me while mommy slaved.

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you don’t have to tell me. i know i’m cute.

o.k., o.k. … yes, the mets lost to the cards … 5-4 … ruben gotay hit a 9th inning homer, but it wasn’t enough.

and today was the debut of santana on the mound … two innings … but didion and i missed that … we didn’t get in on the game until the bottom of the third.

tomorrow promises excitement, though! mets and dodgers … i am totally amped about the dodgers under joe torre. i hope my boyfriend numero uno (nomar) is playing!

cheers!

woo-hoo! spring training games have hit the t.v. schedule! this means soooooo much more than just the imminent opening of regular season play … it means winter is on the wane … welcome sunshine and warm weather and flowers and trees and izzie being able to play outside …

and didion is right-this-very-moment watching his first baseball game … the mets hosting the cardinals …

his daddy should be wildly disappointed that his son’s first baseball game is not a yankees game.

i, however, am thrilled. the mets have a way of consistently delivering (disregarding the last 17 games of the 2007 season) that makes me enormously happy.

what makes me even happier is the incredibly high quality of announcing the mets t.v. announcers provide. i so completely adore ron darling, gary cohen, and — most especially — keith hernandez. they are so knowledgeable and so NOT into themselves with pomposity or other taking-themselves-too-seriously faults. they have PERSPECTIVE and senses of humor … AND they tell it like it is … a la chick hearn …

some subjects discussed so far during the game:

pythagorean theorem, tire fires, the new york jets, the depth of the mets farm system, building an effective right-hand bench, and tiki bars.

keith is wearing a hawaiian shirt, ron is in a polo, and gary is wearing a windbreaker that looks very similar to one that steven wears around the house.

i love this level of casual expertise, and i am super-excited for the regular season.

right now it’s the top of the eighth … cards 4, mets 3 … one out.

and didion is chillin’ in his highchair, sucking on his hand, jabberin’ and watchin’ the game.

I feel the need to follow up on a couple of recent posts. The fabulousness coming out of our kitchen lately is only hinted at in Didion’s post regarding the steak dinner and Leslie’s Indian food post. Leslie has really risen to new heights of culinary power, and this is without relying on some of her staples — bacon, bacon grease, heavy cream, bacon, sticks of butter. Did i mention bacon? Something delicious every night. Impressive.

this is the first time i am sitting in my highchair. i kinda dig it. i’m not so sure about the taste of rice cereal, but i’m a team player and will humor mommy and daddy.

from vimeo.com posted with vodpod

izzie wows us with his jaws of steel and his lightning-fast relexes. he’s a total stud.

from vimeo.com posted with vodpod

today was very exciting. daddy’s department had a potluck luncheon, and mommy and i got to go! mommy made a yummy spinach lasagna, and we took it to daddy’s work this afternoon so that it would be warm.

i have to admit, i was pretty spectacular during the whole thing. everyone was so impressed with how chill i am. well, it’s easy because that’s what i do: i chill, letting people bathe in the oodles of fabulosity that pour forth.

there was some discussion among daddy and his work friends of having me take a ride in the “foup”, which is the assembly line that moves the microchip wafers from one manufacturing machine to the next. frankly, i think it sounds cool. maybe next time.

first poughkeepsie … then the ibm hudson valley research facility … my efforts toward total world domination continue.

today i went to the pediatrician’s office for my four-month checkup. i did really well, even though i cried when i got my immunization shots.

the doctor says my mommy and daddy are doing a good job raising me, which my mommy was glad to hear, even though she is always and forever waiting for the other shoe to drop.

i am off the charts height-wise. i am 27 inches long, and i weigh 14 pounds, 13 ounces.

the doctor expected me to be a little bit heavier, so he said i am ready for solid foods. mommy and i went to the grocery store after seeing the doctor and bought some rice cereal. mommy is going to start feeding me a couple of tablespoons of cereal twice a day.

other things that the doctor said is that i am really social and that just looking at me, he can tell that i am really healthy.

i’m a little bit sleepy and achy from my shots, so mommy gave me some baby tylenol, and i am going to snooze for awhile. it’s my bedtime soon anyway.

so to all my fans out there: i love you!

mommy made a steak dinner a while ago. she and daddy splurged on filet, and mommy even found red carrots at the grocery store, which is quite exotic for these parts.steak dinner

she roasted sweet peppers with the carrots, made a yummy salad, and cooked the filet on the rare side of medium-rare. while mommy and daddy ate, i hung out in my bouncy chair and izzie and the cat stood by, waiting to “turn on the beg” on a moment’s notice …

they didn’t get any food. mommy and daddy were too busy wolfing it down themselves.

but mommy likes to give izzie the plate to lick when she is done eating. this time she made izzie lie down and stay while she put the plate in front of him. he was so good at staying that mommy also made daddy go get the camera so they could document how awesomely good izzie is at obeying, even where there is a plate full of steak juice just waiting for him to attack.

here is izzie, being really, really, really patient:

izzie and the steak plate

and again:

izzie and the steak plate (continued)

and finally, when mommy lets him have his treat:

izzie gets his treat

the last picture is blurry because it is a still photo of some very LIVE action.

so to conclude: the fact that no body parts were lost during this entire episode proves that izzie is the best, smartest, most patient, dog ever.

the end.

i’ve been trying to watch what i eat, etc. in what i anticipated would be a futile attempt to lose weight …

not the baby weight, mind you. that came off within six weeks of poppin’ out the kid …

this is the weight i put on in los angeles, just before moving to poughkeepsie … 20 lbs of it, to be exact … it’s been coming off, slowly … largely because i have (begrudgingly) stopped cooking with things like entire sticks of butter, cartons of heavy cream, and oh-so-glorious bacon grease … all of which make for fantastic eats …

well, i got on the scale today and … drumroll, please …

i can kiss ten!!! … (10!!!) … T-E-N!!! … pounds goodbye!

only 10 more to go … and i will be back to my textbook/ideal/whatever weight … woo-hoo!!!

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