My So-Called Thirtysomething Life… Again

Posted on Wednesday 27 February 2008

I just finished watching quarterlife on NBC, which I thoroughly enjoyed. I never caught any of the webisodes because I’m not a big fan of watching TV on my laptop. Mainly because I’m typically using my laptop while watching TV. And the sound is off to fend off websites that emit unwanted sound effects without my permission. Ahem.

Anyway, it was a pretty good show and, of course, I think Scott Michael Foster is a doll (loved him on Greek, too). I am, admittedly, a sucker for shows that focus on the stress and strife of a particular age group… it doesn’t matter if I’m in the group or not.

Ok, I lied. It matters a little and I’m kind of annoyed with Marshall Herskovitz and Edward Zwick (creators of quarterlife). Here’s why:

I was a teenager when they came out with thirtysomething. I loved it, but couldn’t at all relate.

I was in my twenties when they did My So-Called Life. I didn’t watch it much because I was too self-absorbed to look back at my teen years.

Then, as I entered my 30’s, they did Once and Again, a show about folks in their 40’s. It was just OK. Once again, couldn’t relate.

And now that I’m in my 30’s, they’ve decided to go back focusing on people in their 20’s. C’mon folks. You’re missing an ENTIRE generation, here in between! We’re interesting, too… oh, and we watch TV!

Christy @ 1:35 am
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Lane Bryant Right Fit

Posted on Tuesday 12 February 2008

Jeans. I live in jeans and, yet, they’re the bane of my existence. I’m a curvy woman, what can I say? Is it so hard for clothes designers to understand that some of us have hips and a butt? Even when I was a heck of a lot skinnier I had trouble with jeans.

Anyway, Lane Bryant has come up with some new pants sizes for women with fewer curves, women with medium curves and women with lots of curves. I’m all about curvy jeans so I decided to check them out. These are the best fitting jeans I’ve ever owned.

They’re probably not right for everyone, but if you regularly wear at least a 14 and can’t find jeans to fit, drop by your local Lane Bryant. The sales person will measure you and help you find the right style for you.

Christy @ 1:00 am
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Posted on Sunday 10 February 2008

I was concerned about Bug’s (aka Little Guy) reaction to getting a new baby sister. He was used to being the center of the attention and all that, plus, he was pretty young when she was born (20 months). She’s 8 months old now and he has been the most loving older brother you could ask for. He talks to her and hugs her and brings her toys.

That is, until about a week or two ago when he started a new “game.” LadyBug spends a lot of time sitting on a blanket on the playmats in our living room. She doesn’t roll over yet (sigh, just like Bug), but she loves to sit there and play. Anyway, Bug’s favorite thing to do is to walk up to his sister and push her over. He then runs away, laughing. Both Big Guy and I are consistent in our reaction’s to this… Bug immediately ends up in a timeout in the crib. This is the most serious of all timeouts because it means he’s away from the action. I hate to do it, because I don’t like him associating his crib with a punishment, but I just can’t wrestle to keep him on the couch. Meanwhile, his poor little sister, who is really the wronged party, gets completely ignored.

I hope this phase ends soon… I keep waiting for him to realize that he hates timeout, but it doesn’t seem to be helping.

Christy @ 10:17 pm
Filed under: Bug (aka Little Guy) andLadyBug

Posted on Saturday 9 February 2008

We finally bought some sleep books because, at nearly 8 months, our LadyBug (previously known as the Little Lady) was still not sleeping through the night. To give you a bit of context, she’s bottle fed and now on solids, so there is absolutely no reason she should be waking up 5 or more times a night. She’d start fussing and if someone didn’t zip in with a pacifier recovery, all hell would break loose.

So, I bought some books and Big Guy (who may get renamed Our Hero), decided that she needed to go to bed earlier. We had tried a bit of “crying it out” but she got so worked up, and I got so upset, that it just wasn’t worth it. So, one night Our Hero read her a story and put her to bed AWAKE and walked out. She cried for all of 5 minutes and then went to sleep. And guess what? She slept through the night.

And that, my friends, is the magic that you get when you spend $50 on sleep books and decide to put your kid to bed a half an hour earlier.

Christy @ 5:17 pm
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