Monday, June 30, 2014

Baby pictures


Because reading the news makes me angry...

Ring sling
Crazy Japanese walker
Escaper

Giggly
Typical Sunday 6am

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Sick

I've been sick for 2.5 weeks. I've taken a lot of drugs to try to feel better. One of them was a cough syrup they say is safe for breastfeeding. It also said the side effects are hallucinations. I took some, went to bed.
I had a dream I was giving a talk at my old school (Penn). Suddenly, the wall behind me disappeared and I was in front of an arena full of Transformers putting on a laser lights show. They were trying to help me explain my work....using laser lights (it was similar to the Pink Floyd laser lights show at Griffith Observatory - if you've ever been to that - but then it was, like in the Dallas Cowboys Stadium..... and all the autobots were lasering it up.....)
Yeah, I won't be taking that cough medicine again unless I really, really need it.

I don't like zombies

Of course, Alex turned on World War Z last night, just as I'm about to go to bed. I thought I would just watch a couple minutes of it and then be off to sleepy land. But, no. I got sucked in. It starts in Philly, on streets I know like the back of my hand (although their geography is all wrong) and it goes downhill from there. Very panicky, very "end of days" movie. Why do people like movies like this anyways? So, there are zombies everywhere and Brad Pitt has to go all over the world to save his family and the few remaining humans left on earth (of course it would be Brad Pitt who figures out how to save everyone, right?). What follows is a panicked situation where you have to continually suspend disbelief after disbelief (but they do a pretty good job of scaring the crap out of you). If you're looking for scary, this movie does it well. If you're looking for believable plotlines, good dialogue, or a well-thought-out story, look elsewhere. I hear the book is better.

However, I did awaken in the middle of the night, with a baby snuggled against my chest, to the sound of rain (!) outside our window. I thought, "That sounds like rain. But it doesn't rain here anymore, so there's no way it's rain. It's probably zombies".
Awesome.

Monday, June 23, 2014

Random Pics Monday

gotta be honest, folks, it's been a rough couple weeks. Colds, sinus infections, stomach bugs, 4 teeth coming in at once and really bad diaper rash have just about wrung me out. Here's hoping we are on the mend...
Standing with the amp

Goofing with the camera
Grandpa
Grandma selfie
Hiking with Daddy
Playing with the camera
Swinging
Gear puzzle
Speak softly and carry a big stick?









Monday, June 9, 2014

Sick baby wknd pics

Sometimes we do mean things to our baby...
Is he not the cutest?
Standing on his own at daycare
Mom, I'm stuck!
If you're gonna nap, this is the way to do it
Keeping cool with the kitties
The bikes are now secure
Big letters for a big boy
The saddest little face...

Monday, June 2, 2014

Wknd pics (not many)

I am learning how to wear my baby
Napping
Eating sunglasses
It was rent a carpet cleaner & move the furniture weekend
My loves
Eating watermelon & strawberries
This is how we sometimes make dinner at our house!

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

#GauchoStrong

I went to UCSB from 1995-1999. My time there was filled with friends, parties, the beach, academics, classes, bicycling, running, goofing off, walking, drinking beer, singing karaoke, fighting, crying, drinking jungle juice, dancing, meeting new people, making friends, dressing up, walking in heels, eating toast, drinking tea, making turkey dinner, watching 90210, Friends and South Park, going to our neighbor's house, going to our other neighbor's house, showing visitors around, consoling friends after breakups, trying to surf, working at the UCen, seeing Stephen Hawking, playing with sea urchins, loving Developmental Biology and basically not wanting to leave. Although I've been gone for 15 years, not a day goes by that I don't think about my time there and formative, powerful, and amazing. Bad things happened, but nothing like a mass shooting. Nothing like the insanity that the UCSB students have to deal with now.
My heart is broken. IV was always our spot - a place for the students to hang out, and be. We weren't part of Santa Barbara, we didn't have to dress up to go anywhere. It was OK to wear our PJs to the market, we could let our guard down, and be ourselves. We were safe. Our friends watched out for us. Everyone walked everyone else home. We watched out for people who weren't our friends - always trying to make sure everyone got home safe. We walked DP, going in and out of the houses having parties. We burned couches. We dressed up for Halloween. Nobody died. Guns were not even part of the conversation.

I'm not sure what else to say.

I'm just heartbroken. So incredibly heartbroken.