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I haven’t been writing blogs lately. I have been thoughtful and sentamental quite a bit lately. And while that might make for a good post- I have also been distracted… and focused… can I be both? But this post is not about me. It’s about my new niece. I don’t know a lot of details about her- but here is what I know. She is Mara Cecilia and she was born on May 20th. She has curly black hair and bright eyes. She looks beautiful. And I love her already. See what I mean about sentamental? I’ll try to muster more soon- but for the time being- Welcome to this world, Mara.

About five years ago, I was fairly casually dating this guy for about 7 months. He was like a tall glass a water. He was confident, passionate and almost eerily laid back. I really dug him- but he really also really drove me nuts. I was quite a wild child and had a hard time admitting that he was worth my time- heck I had friends and beer to hang out with! So one Friday night, about five years ago, I broke up with him.  That was that… until Saturday morning. Sheepishly, I tried calling him. No answer. I tried calling his sister’s house. He was there. But he didn’t want to talk to me. Damn. So I drove over and got him to sit outside with me and I told him I didn’t want to break up. Could I take it back? We kind of left it at that. Not sure what we were doing- he was going to Germany in a eight days anyway. Let’s just leave it be. But before I left I told him that I was maybe going to take a pregnancy test, cause, I dunno, maybe I was, like, pregnant. Later in the week, this big hunk a hunk a burning love convinced me to take the test- he figured it would, uh, might be nice to know before he left the country. I finally picked one up that Friday and took one about an hour before I had to go work. Good thing I got the double pack pregnancy test. It was positive.  They both were positive. I walked over to Fawn’s room and showed her the results. Hmmm. I decided to tell Matt after work. I was pretty numb. I worked- I got a call around 9:30 that night. I walked over to one of the registers that weren’t open and picked up the line my call was waiting on. “Hey.” “Hey.” “I took that pregnancy test…” “Yeah? What it say?” “… … … Don’t tell anyone okay? We’ll figure it out after work?”

And that is when my whole life flew into a tailspin. Oh yeah, and Matt Hall’s life too.

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Mom of a four year old. In love with a (very cute) dork. Progressive and hopeful. Lived in three states in three years, currently a Minneapolite (polite indeed, ever heard of "Minnesota nice"?.) Diabetic for eleven years. Close to family and friends despite having to drive to Kansas (and beyond) to see them. Writer and artist of non-prolific proportions. Married for insurance purposes. Crafty in more ways than one. Believe in working for a purpose. Tendency to get into obsessive kicks about stupid shit. Love a good poop and fart joke (okay, I love bad one's too). Have a bad habit of being awkward and chronically leave weird messages on people's answering machines.

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