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“answer me in one word.”

1. Where is your cell phone?     desktop
2. Your significant other?     work
3. Your hair?    up
4. Your mother?    domestic
5. Your father?     mortal
6. Your favorite thing?     ease
7. Your dream last night?     gone
8. Your favorite drink?     coffee
9. Your dream/goal?    expression
10. The room you’re in?    foyer
11. Your fear?    fear
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years?    home
13. Where were you last night?    home
14. What you’re not?    skinny
15. Muffins?   cake
16. One of your wish list items?    time
17. Where you grew up?    jersey
18. The last thing you did?    good-nighted
19. What are you wearing?    comfort (!)
20. Your TV?    off
22. Your computer?    love
23. Your life?    repetitive
24. Your mood?    snarly
25. Missing someone?    myself
26. Your car?    aging
27. Something you’re not wearing?    tight
28. Favorite Store?    trader joes
29. Your summer?     missing
30. Your favorite color?    twilight
31. When is the last time you laughed?     afternoon
32. Last time you cried?      afternoon
33. Who will/would re-post this?     ?
34. Four people who email me:      sta, lekia, mwd, lynn
35. Three of my favorite foods:     chocolate, bread, cheese (see #14)
36. Four places I’d rather be now:    bed, paris, summer, ?



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just took a quiz over here

found out i’m an ingrid

pretty pleased with that


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pinch me

so this morning – is it possible? – both kids were dropped off at their schools, i got to go to the new cafe, have a cappuccino in peace, come home, do laundry, bake cupcakes for tomorrow, and had time to do a quick post.

am i dreaming? could it really be?

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so very interesting: food, coffee, beautiful old buildings and portraits of women. not surprising, really, for a mosaic of me. that pretty much sums me up. oh, yes, and don’t forget henry (or should i say, desmond, brutha?)

The concept:

a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
b. Using only the first page, pick an image. The easiest way is to head over here and use the mosaic maker, you can paste the url of each picture in as you go.
c. Copy and paste the html into your blog or Flickr stream.

The Questions:
1. What is your first name? – suzanne
2. What is your favorite food? – bread/chocolate/red wine
3. What high school did you go to? – Teaneck High School
4. What is your favorite color? – twilight Sky
5. Who is your celebrity crush? – henry ian cusick
6. Favorite drink? – iced latte
7. Dream vacation? – paris
8. Favorite dessert? – cannoli
9. What you want to be when you grow up? – an actress
10. What do you love most in life? – my children
11. One Word to describe you. – soft
12. Looked up my flickr name and found something about me – just this album cover! (but if i add a space between the two parts, i find more…including a pic of myself!)

[i’ve got to say, i didn’t find this very user friendly. i got the images mosaic-ed ok, but getting them to show up here & be clickable and have their proper credit just didn’t happen. suffice it to say, these are not my pix, they are from flickr and i thank those who took them].

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so i spent the morning playdating/babysitting with three two-year-olds. i wasn’t on my own the whole time, the first hour or so was the playdate portion with another mother, but then my neighborhood friend dropped her daughter off so she could do something she really needed to do and hasn’t been able to because altho she’s married, her husband isn’t in the picture right now and she has been in babysitter hell. since i am a saint, i agree to sit for her.

lemme tell ya, sainthood ain’t what it’s cracked up to be. toddler girls shriek. a lot. and pull hair. and cry. luckily they are also cute as hell, and when well-fed, pretty entertaining. after my miss thing spent the first hour not sharing and grabbing things away from her poor playdate (and this was a first date, too. oy. wonder if playdate’s mama is ever going to want to have another with us), she finally ate some banana and veggie booty and became (relatively) normal & well-behaved. and then they started dancing. i turned on some abba and the ladies went nuts. very cute. also, caught on tape for future usage.

but then, miss thing’s little pal’s mama was way late coming to get her because of train troubles and my little *cough* angel started to get a wee bit tired. the last 45 minutes or so was a feat of negotiation and entertainment and food offerings on my part. they ate their weight in dried mango (blech). finally it was over and miss thing went down for her rather belated nap and i was thinking, well that sure sucked the life outta me, and i checked my email and found something that made my day.

a neighborhood friend of mine took my picture on saturday, quite randomly, because she’s trying to become less shy about asking to take people’s pictures. she’s a writer and a blogger (and a mother, of course). so she took a coupla pix of miss thing & myself and one of me alone and that was that. she emailed me the full-sized cute pic of me & my progeny the other day & i replied, thanks, and boy do i need a facial! nothing like an extreme close up to give you pause about the state of your skin.
anyway, she replied (and i quote):

“no way, man, you’re foxy.”

i think i’m in love.

it gets better too. she linked me to her flickr photostream, where she describes me thusly:

“Glamazon. Comrade-in-arms”.

i owe her a beer, for sure.

her flickr photstream, if you’re interested. her descriptions of the people that i know in her set are dead on (ahem, if i do say so myself), and pretty hilarious. those of you in the ‘hood: read what she wrote about zuzu. i laughed my ass off. those of you living elsewhere: it is an understatement.


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