CHRISTMAS

Two christmas images. Love the laid back/paparazzi baby pics. 

Such a sweet boy. Never was a sweeter one. He looks at me like I'm the greatest thing on earth. The feeling is mutual. 

PAINFUL KIDS SHOWS

This is fucking painful. Jack watches

this on Nickelodeon. My god.

I read....

The Twilight Series. I gave in. The whole world seemed obsessed and I wondered what the big deal was. I just finished the last book, last night. Loved it. Sad it's over. I read them in a week. Couldn't put all 2000+ pages down. It has nudges Brontesque themes...mentions Wuethering Heights--a lot.

As far as the films go--the first one was not that great, but I really enjoyed the second one (New Moon). The acting was much improved. I recommend. 

Thanksgiving I got sick with whatever Jack has had...so I didn't get to meet Tim's family. He took Jack to two family functions while I stayed in bed. Then they met me back at Casa de Norway for our family function. We like to call him "New Blue Eyes." (Frank Sinatra)

Is this my son, or what? Settling into the fall. The lawn people came today and blew all the leaves down our hillside. I miss them. It's too pristine. Now, there are just a few erstwhile leaves on lush green grass. Moving on. Jack got a tooth! And another one is coming up. I feel so bad for him. Your world is fine until your teeth cut through  your gums one by one. He's getting so close to walking. He's pushing things around and walking with them. I feel bittersweet about the whole thing. It's like...yeah! but wait! stay a baby! Actually, on second thought don't stay a baby. Sleep in your own bed through the night. Still, I wouldn't trade a second of anything. The good and bad. 

Squid and the Whale

I re-watched "Squid and the Whale" this morning while Jack played. What a weird and funny film. Glimmers of my life. Jeff Daniels and Jesse Eisenberg's relationship is so similar to KJM/step-dad. The self-aggrandizement and Eisenberg's need for his father's acceptance. I guess that plays out in all father/son relationships, but the use of intellectual mimicry is so sad and funny. And the little boy--whew--that kid is a little fucked up, yet maybe the one with the most perspective... At least he's allowing himself to grieve--even if it is drinking at age 9, sticking a cashew up his nose (for weeks-disgusting), or masturbating and rubbing it on library books. Daniels is such a villain, despite Linney's affairs. Wouldn't you cheat on that pompous asshole? Thoughts...

Repeat

Today I'm wearing a "Cry Baby" t-shirt with Johnny Depp on it. JAck kept grabbing his face and I said, "Johnny Depp." He looked me straight in the eye, then back to Johnny and said, "Onny Depp." God I love this boy. He only says, "Hannah," which some might find disrespectful, but I think it makes perfect sense. Why would he call me "mom"? No one else does. It shows how perceptive he is.

4 Elbow

For L-Bo. A rare Norma Desmond moment. Looking back over old self-MACked-photos...stumbled across a strange gem. WTF is wrong with me? This was before a photo shoot (RIGHT before I got pregnant) and my hair was in rollers. So sullen and sad yet fabulously harkening Sunset Boulevard.