Monthly Archives: September 2012

Very Good Things

This week I’m grateful for:

  • Mr. AFV
  • Getting our refrigerator fixed
  • Listening to Frank Sinatra in the rain
  • Andrés’ mama and Abuela coming into town
  • Giving blood
  • “Is your hair naturally curly or straight?”
  • My favorite nail tech giving me a pedicure
  • Andrés getting a new phone (Galaxy S III)
  • Being about 98% done with wedding prep
  • Fancy table settings
  • “V” monograms
  • Family-FILLED weekends
  • Meeting my sister’s beau
  • Spanakopita
  • Traditional Scottish Sunday dinner
  • Pineapple honey flavored vodka
  • Serious cuddle time

Ruby and the Puppies

I emailed my sisters and my mom this link to a live feed of a pit bull mama and her six baby boys. My little sister and I were texting about it last night when I thought about showing Ruby. The mama looks a little like Ruby, and so does one of her boys. I put my laptop on the floor with the sound on so Ruby could watch.

Almost makes me wish we didn’t have to have her spayed. Almost.

YouTube link for the Vimeo challenged:

Very Good Things

This week I’m grateful for:

  • Andrés
  • Ruby not ruining the whole house
  • Cleaning my desk at work
  • This ring & penis bone necklace
  • Andrés painting the basement
  • Custom made soft toys based on children’s drawings
  • The awesome ceremony speaker
  • Straight hair
  • That look in his eyes
  • Honey Pig with Cara
  • My parents doing the second food tasting
  • Having 5 sets of 12 glasses
  • B doing my hair & make up
  • Moroccan hair oil
  • Jasmine gardenia candles
  • Big sister is in town!
  • Celebrating B’s birthday
  • All the people who RSVP’d on time
  • “That’s why we’re such good friends. We have just the right amount of crazy in us.”

Processional & Recessional

wedding ceremony speaker


We booked a DJ for the reception, but we figured we could handle the ceremony music ourselves — with the help of my sister’s boyfriend.

I didn’t want to by a dinky CD player just for this, so we splurged on the ION Tailgater Speaker System for iPod. It’s small, but it packs a punch. It’s perfect for house parties, outside barbecues, or… wedding ceremonies.

The processional songs are:

The recessional song:


Very Good Things

This week I’m grateful for:

  • Mr. AFV
  • Morning cuddles
  • Dog shaming
  • Picking the alcohol for the wedding
  • Crisp fall mornings
  • Pray I will, sing I must, but yet I weep.
  • Comfy new sweaters
  • Putting the entry way furniture together
  • Huge pots of lentil soup
  • Being highly organized
  • Ruby’s mirror antics
  • Black cherry Greek yogurt
  • My dad being vocally pro-breastfeeding
  • Long hot bubble baths
  • Scrambled eggs with Sriracha
  • Drinking lots of water
  • Andrés painting almost the whole basement
  • Meeting new neighbors

Across the Ideological Spectrum

Adrienne Pine, an assistant anthropology professor at American University, was about to begin teaching “Sex, Gender & Culture,” but her baby daughter woke up in the morning with a fever. She had no good child-care options, so she brought her sick baby to class. The baby crawled on the floor of the lecture hall during part of the 75-minute class two weeks ago. When the baby grew restless, she breast-fed her while continuing her lecture in front of 40 students. This sparked  debate.

While I’d love to hear how you feel about a single mom nursing her ill baby as discretely as possible in her classroom of college students in a feminist anthropology class, I’m more excited to share my dad’s reaction. My very conservative, ex-Marine, all around hard-ass (in a respectable way) dad.

He wrote an email to her:

Dr. Pine,
I am probably on the opposite side of you in every aspect politically, socially, and anthropologically…
As the proud father of 4 daughters, there was absolutely nothing wrong with or inappropriate about your taking care of your ill baby whilst teaching your class.
Unfortunately while too many claim to be compassionate and sensitive and tolerant and broad-minded, they are accepting only when it does not apply to them… or does not cost them anything… or someone else pays for it…
The antiseptic upbringing most of your students have been subject to most likely precluded them from understanding that breastfeeding is the third thing a living being does after taking a breath and crying after birth!
Do not be cowarded by intolerance! You have my full support.
Kind regards,
[My Dad]

She kindly wrote back, appreciative of his support — especially from “across the ideological spectrum.”

I love this. I love that my dad is pro-breastfeeding, and that he took the time write her and show his support. I’m proud of him.

Titi Miriam

The main decorations for our wedding are lace covered jars and coffee filter peonies.

Andrés’ aunt has helped me SO much. I get a little teary-eyed when I think about how gracious she’s been — never complaining or backing out. She decorated dozens of jars, in detail (the simple ones above are my own), and she assembled over 60 paper peonies. She’s incredible, and I’m grateful to have her. Last night she called and asked if I needed her to make more. Bless you, Miriam.