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How To Turn Your Husband On, Keep Your Baby Happy, Save Time and Eat Like Royalty

18 Oct

Wow. Isn't the maid supposed to do that?

I love love love love love food and I love love love love love to cook.  That said, I’m not always in the mood to whip out a Julia Childs recipe after a long hard day of taming the Wild Seabass.

That’s why I love Quick Roast Chicken and Potatoes.  It comes together in a flash, wows Jake every time, and isn’t going to bother Seabass’ tummy with a bunch of hands-off ingredients.  (Which isn’t so much of a problem now that he’s over four months, but at the beginning there,  I was desperate for yummy, well-rounded, safe meals to eat.)

The recipe is from Gwyneth Paltrow’s website (to which I am repelled yet strangely drawn), and it has become my go-to dinner when I have no idea what to make or I’m just too tired to give it any thought.

The only things I change when I make it are:

  • I buy an already-butchered whole natural chicken from Trader Joe’s (saves quite a bit of time)
  • I use the tri-color potatoes from TJ’s and cut them into quarters (and if I’m really pressed for time, I forgo peeling them)
  • I serve a regular old green salad with whatever veggies I have on hand instead of the farmer’s market salad

Let me tell you, this meal is a lifesaver.  When Seabass takes his morning nap, I get everything ready to throw into the oven on a baking sheet, which then goes into the fridge until it’s ready to bake that evening.  All told, it takes about an hour – and 40 minutes of that hour are spent with a delicious chicken and potatoes roasting in the oven, making me look fabulous.

Variation on a theme by Rod Stewart

4 Sep

As overheard while Jake changed the baby’s diaper this morning:

[To the tune of “Do Ya Think I’m Sexy” by Rod Stewart.]

IF your name is Seabass
AND your diaper’s dirty
COME on, baby, let me know…

Look, Seabass is famous!

11 Aug


C and I were recently interviewed by a very nice mommy named Tanya from…from…er…well, that’s the wonder of the internet: I have no idea where she’s from!  Check it out.

God help us, we bought a new camera

1 Aug

Sorry folks, no witty narratives today.  Just photos.  Enjoy.

Crazy boy with the Frankenstein scar on his head from scratching himself

Grandma and Nana’s Visit
Reading a book together in the afternoon
The face that launched a thousand blog posts
The full picture
Requisite Murphy photo
The reason C isn’t someone else’s baby yet
Seabass the Adorable
Sigh. Standard photo secretly taken by Jake and left on the camera for me to discover. Lovely. (Before I’m reported to the Internet Police, that is indeed his FINGER.)

My precious

Mug shot

Tired? Who's tired?


30 Jul

Oh, it hurts.

I’m embarrassed to admit that before Seabass sashayed into my life, I used to think this way.

“Seriously?!?” I thought to myself.  “You’re posting yet another album of pictures of your kid sitting on the toilet?!? *GIANT SIGH.*”

I’m also pretty sure I promised myself I would regularly update my Facebook status saying something that didn’t have anything to do with the baby.


And the winner is…

29 Jul

Marta from Minnesota, you have won the signed copy of Kathleen Huggins’ celebrated book, The Nursing Mother’s Companion.  Woot!

To the rest of you who signed up as subscribers, I will do my best not to disappoint you with weary tales from early motherhood.  Stay on the scene.


Seabass’ First Word

24 Jul

A slip! A very palpable slip!

Like every Saturday morning, Jake sat eating his breakfast while I checked e-mail at the laptop.  The silence was broken by his chuckle.

“Oh man, I just remembered the dream I had last night.”

“Do tell, darling.”

“Okay.  We were going to sleep, and for some reason we had Seabass with us in the bed.  As we lay there, drifting off, he suddenly decided to utter his first word.”

“…which was…?”


“No way.”

“Yes.  Sexy.  And as soon as he said it, I thought, ‘We have to put this in the blog!  It’s his first word!'”

So here it is, in the blog.  Our son’s first (virtual) word is sexy. Freudians, have at it.