Rants & Roars
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Friday, June 25, 2004 Robert Sweep made me do it. Is it wrong to have sex with someone not because you're in love with him but because you're in love with his apartment? Bishop, the sometimes-boy in my life, lives in the most gorgeous, sublimely decorated condo in Kensington. Full of Robert Sweep furniture, fine art, and even finer 24-feet high ceilings, I'm molten as soon as I walk through the door. May explain why today I'm hungover, exhausted, and completely useless at work. Hence two blogs in two hours. And his porsche is pretty damn sexy too. God, if he only knew. posted by Cherine | 2:32 PM Olive Julz is 9-weeks pregnant. She learned, in her readings, that the baby right now is the size of an olive, hence baby is now affectionately called "Olive." All my conversations with her these days start: "How's Olive?" She'll make one hell of a great Mom, that Julz, of that I have no doubt. Julz is the best friend I've ever had. If I was a man, or if we were both gay, she'd be my perfect partner. In many ways we're polar opposites (she's organized, my schedule is chaos; she's domestic, my home is chaos; she's stable and dependable, my life is chaos), but it works. We flew to New York together last month and spent a week. Unbeknownst to both of us she was one week pregnant and this would be our last solo trip together for probably a long, long time. Glad we got in one last hoorah. (And sorry we drank so many damn cocktails - my apologies Olive for the things I made your Mommy do! Hope no harm done! But really, the placenta must have some kind of built-in defence mechansism.). At lunch today I went and bought her Rebecca Eckler's Knocked Up. I guiltily confess that I started reading a few pages (actually, 50) and accidently spilled mustard on it, so I guess now it's mine. Will have to buy Julz another copy. In other baby news, Dolly is now officially one week late having hers and is going to have to be induced next week if the baby doesn't come this weekend. Poor thing! All these big life events happening all around me. It's making me weepy. posted by Cherine | 1:17 PM Tuesday, June 22, 2004 All over but the crying My irrepressable baby sister got hitched this past weekend and I've never seen her look so beautiful or so happy. We were looking at the pictures yesterday evening (will post a couple soon) and she's got her head thrown back and an ear-to-ear grin in almost every one. Makes the pre-wedding dramas and the simmering hostilities all worth it. Weddings really are a pageant though, aren't they? Especially a big one like Kari's. Definitely not the way I'll go if I ever find a man I could fathom growing old with. Besides, my parents may not survive another wedding. Stress certainly brings out the fault lines in their marriage, a marriage built upon fierce love, loyalty, passion and commitment in the face of total intellectual and temperamental incompatibility. There's something both beautiful and tragic in it. Still though I can't help but stand in awe of the institution of marriage and how it brings out the best and the worst in love. I hope Kari and Aaron have more of the former. Now is certainly their time to be happy about their new life together in Buffalo, but it's my time to feel sadness because I feel like I've lost a little bit of my sister. I wasn't expecting that. posted by Cherine | 11:15 AM |
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