Hello my dearest Siss-Miss,
Hope all is going well in the land of “very comfortable” aggressive, walking sandals and wool socks. For a place that always rains, why are people even owning open-toe/open-foot shoes? And why does one’s wardrobe always have to be ready for an impromptu rafting or camping trip? These are, I imagine, one of life’s riddles that we may never have answers to, but will undoubtedly be answered time and time again, when people reach the pearly-gates. I remember all too well, when Dean’s friends were visiting us from LA, Florida, DC, Atlanta, etc for our wedding, and after going out only one night on the town, they decided to just “stay in” the rest of the days, because well, they noticed the sandals with socks, and of course, the matching North Face fleece. I mean, why invest in a nice jacket, when the forest green fleece and royal blue patagonia ski cap will keep you warm and dry? It just makes sense, people. Why? Because it’s comfortable. By the way, the rest of the world hasn’t been comfortable in years. Well, not since hammer-pants, but even those, when paired with an upper-ribs bearing, cut-really-short, matching military blazer, made it decidedly uncomfortable. Cosby sweaters: comfortable. Paired with a 3 button, high wasted, triple pleated slack: UNCOMFORTABLE. Northwest grunge movement: comfortable. Paired with an inability to keep steady employment and a refusal to leave your parent’s basement: uncomfortable. Hahaa. Only kidding, sissee-roo, only kidding. I do have to say, that I was walking through Macy’s the other day and saw some flannel dark colored, plaid button down shirts. Then, I saw the very same thing at the fashion capital of the world, Costco! They were selling, thick, dark green/navy, flannel shirts. This is undoubtedly the result of the powerful hipster alliance between Brooklyn and Portland. You know Eddie Veddar and all those other grunge bands made a collective, heavy, sigh of relief. I mean, they may be anti-corporation or what-not, but who can hate Costco and their sweet deals? If no one else, I’m sure the lead singer of Everclear will certainly purchase one -for no other reason than that he’s ALWAYS around nw 21st, and continues to bleach his hair that really “cool” blonde...‘Nuf said. Can I just say that my favorite part of Portlandia was the first episode where they sang, “The dream of the 90’s is alive in Portland” -I sing it regularly to myself.
So, even though Hurricane Irene, really was the lamest hurricane of all time, especially in light of what happened in Japan earlier this year, it was, however, most definitely, the most inconvenient, nuisance of all time. She was set to hit Philly sometime late, late evening on Saturday, so naturally, we were evacuated from my building in the early afternoon. Unfortunately, our building lies in-between a river and canal, so it’s an optimal flood zone. We weren’t able to return to our place until last night...at 5pm. So basically from Saturday though Tuesday early evening, we had to stay in a hotel, all due to heavy flooding. This meant Sofia sleeping in the same bed as us, which Dean thinks is “adorable,” mainly because she’ll leave him alone, and instead, insist she share my pillow, by aggressively throwing her head in my direction -even though there were 4 other pillows on the bed. So, needless to say, I’m very glad to be home. And, as an added inconvenience and cost, due to the the entire first floor being 3 feet under water, the electricity was cut off, and all of my chicken breast, fish, shrimp, steak, ground turkey, etc in our freezer needed to be thrown out, after 4 days of being thawed. I had a giant garbage bag of just meat, and another of milk products, eggs, etc that needed to be tossed too. Seriously? As of this morning I have NO food in the house and need a trip to Costco asap. How much is Irene gonna cost me and can I take her to small claims court?
Meanwhile, you will be happy to know, that as of last week, we changed Sofia’s crib to a toddler bed. Neither one of us was really prepared for this event, and I have to say, that I was extremely sad. It’s like that feeling you get, every time you put away the clothes they no longer fit into, except x100. Seems like it was the last step from her officially being a baby. In my mind she’s an infant, but I guess she’s just my little “giant-baby.” Why did she have to grow up so fast? Why couldn’t that first year, last more like 3 years? You’ll be happy to know, that she’s sleeping well and only gets off the bed in the mornings when she wakes up. Yay!
Just as an aside, after 5 years of marriage, you would think you know your husband pretty well, right? Apparently, I do not. Nothing was more glaringly clear when just last week, I was looking at our saved programs on the dvr and noticed “Lopez Tonight” recorded. I seriously thought it must’ve been an error and asked Dean about it...and you know what he said? “Yeah, keep it, I recorded it to watch Def Leopard.” WHA-WHA-WHA-WHAAAT? what? REALLY? Who is this man? When has he ever made me listen to Def Leopard on our many road-trips or trips, etc? When? I even sat there with him as he forwarded past the interviews to listen to whatever song they were singing in delight. Seriously, Sis, I clearly do not know my husband and will likely never know him at all. As the mean sister in P&P says, “I am all astonishment!”
I will leave you with the following true story, I believe you’ll appreciate. My friend told me her patient was complaining about abdominal pain and was worried he had a burst appendix. The next time she saw him she asked about it, and it turned out he was just wearing his fanny-pack too tightly. The buckle was digging into his stomach. Omg, why is that so funny?
Alright my dearest Sister, I have to get Sofia some “supper” which is what she calls all meals thanks to Caillou. Super mom this morning got up early to drink her coffee in peace! I know, I know, I’m really stepping-up things today. Please kiss my handsome nephews for me and let them know that if I can’t have them, no one will...oh, wait I got their message and Dean’s mixed up. Just tell them I love them dearly.
Love you and miss you so much. July went by too quickly.
xo xo,
Sara
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