Sunday, August 31, 2008


I just got back from two weeks on the East Coast. I'm exhausted. It wasn't a vacation, it was a trip. Me, alone with Chip and Lulu. Surfer Guy stayed home due to: 1) using up his vacation for Lulu's birth and his trip to Sweden last month with Chip to visit his mom. And, 2) Overseeing our remodel.

It seemed like a good idea. I'd get out of town with the kids and avoid the construction zone that is our remodel. Visit my family and take a road trip to visit friends. What the hell was I thinking? Me in charge of a 26 month old and a 7 month old ALL BY MYSELF! I now know that I am incompetent and I pray my husband and nanny do not leave me. Thank god my mother, sister, father, friends and strangers all lent a hand along the way. Yes, it takes a village to raise a child. I witnessed it.

Now I'm back and the construction zone is in full swing, I feel like I could sleep for a week and Chip starts pre-school on Tuesday. I still need to unpack. Our phone number has been hijacked by another phone carrier in a bizarre scenario that isn't even worth explaining here. If you call the house, you get a "the number has been disconnected or is no longer in service".

As soon as I get this all sorted out, I'll be back with a really good post!

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Newborn Tipping Point

I've about hit the newborn tipping point with Lulu. Y'know how it is, they are a blob, happy to sit in their infant car seat. Prisoners of their own lack of motor skills. Hand luggage that pees and poops. In Lulu's short 7 months of life she has been to: a Hollywood movie premiere, a VIP screening of Sex and the City, a winetasting at the Beverly Hilton, a fundraiser luncheon in Beverly Hills, hair salons, nail salons, my massage appointment, an entertainment industry mixer at a bar and I'm sure lots more I'm not remembering at the moment. The ultimate Hollywood accessory. The baby. She sure helps on the networking end of things. The best ice breaker, "how old is your baby?"

Well, those days are over, almost, pretty much. She squirmed her way through my dentist appointment yesterday. She wants out of that bucket she's been sitting in. O-U-T. Just this week, she started to crawl. Places to go, and fish to fry, that's her new agenda. More alert, more awake to the world. Just the first of a series of tipping points yet to come. I'm already missing my little baby and she's still in size 2 diapers....