July 2008

Yee of Little Faith.

July 29, 2008

Allow me to clear up a misconception about my love of exercise: True, after I have finished, I feel calm and rejuvenated and proud of my Soreness of Virtue. Frequently during this period I can be heard making wild proclamations about my intention to take up running, or something equally outlandish, as I bob around [...]

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Solve For X.

July 28, 2008

I rescheduled the CLEP. After I took a practice test Friday night, it became clear there was a chance that I wouldn’t pass the next morning. It seems so obvious, seeing it written down—didn’t study? haven’t taken a math class in THIRTEEN YEARS? Of course I might bomb spectacularly. Math isn’t like riding a bicycle [...]

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Thank You For Being a Friend.

July 24, 2008

Did anyone else notice mysterious episodes of The Golden Girls appearing on their DVR? Scott swears he didn’t set them to record, but the only other explanation is that I am being haunted by the ghost of Estelle Getty. Unless this is some sort of memorial orchestrated by Comcast? I suppose the more likely explanation [...]

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The Spice of Life.

July 23, 2008

You may have noticed that the site was down periodically over the last few days. Not to worry, everything is fine. Their were server issues at my hosting company, and as long as there was going to be downtime I figured it was the perfect opportunity to switch hosts, something I had been meaning to [...]

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Salad Days.

July 16, 2008

I have to say, your comments were a tremendous relief. Between my lack of a third trimester and subsequent post-birth paranoia, I never got around to buying or reading any baby books, with the exception of my well-worn copies of 101 Potentially Crippling Disorders of Prematurity and Through the Plexi-glass: Alice’s Adventures in Wondering-whether-her-baby-will-live-Land. Normal, [...]

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The Daily Baby.

July 14, 2008

I know that most babies, unless they are holding down demanding factory jobs, do not have predictable schedules. I have no desire to impose order where it is unwarranted, but it does seem that both Simone and I could benefit from a bit more rhythm to our days. I am told that infants crave predictability, [...]

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“Megalocephalic Infant” Doesn’t Have the Same Ring.

July 11, 2008

I exercised yesterday for the first time in…well, in a long time, ok? So maybe it’s been a while. WHAT’S IT TO YOU? The “eat less” part of losing weight is crushing my spirit and I thought I would approach the problem—the problem being, of course, MY ASS—from another direction (Behind?). Focusing on exercise seems [...]

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The First Day of The Rest of Her Life.

July 8, 2008

It is five months to the day after that first intubation, the one that happened down the hall from the operating room where my innards were being carefully replaced. I’ll let Mr. Astaire say the rest. Untitled from Alexa on Vimeo.

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What to Expect.

July 7, 2008

On the 25th of June, Simone had her oxygen evaluation, a five-hour test designed to see whether she is ready to ditch the cannula and breathe regular old air like the rest of us. It isn’t the sort of thing you can study for, so I tried to compensate by doing some extra hand-wringing and [...]

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Weighty.

July 2, 2008

Trying to lose weight is tricky for a feminist. I don’t mean that reading Jezebel somehow causes you to retain calories, but rather that it can be hard not to feel a bit defensive, as if you are abandoning the sisterhood by pursuing a more defined waistline. “I’m trying to lose weight” ends up followed [...]

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