March 15, 2008 at 7:28 am | Posted in Love, Sean | 4 Comments

…he listens when I stomp, “I’ve got nothing to wear!!” I think my favorite part of this present is that he volunteered to go shopping for new clothes with me. Any woman knows that this is not an easy feat for those of the opposite gender. That boy must love me.

Happy 2nd Anniversary, Love.

March 14, 2008 at 7:02 pm | Posted in Love, Sean | 6 Comments

An unexpected dance

March 3, 2008 at 10:22 pm | Posted in Love, Sean | 2 Comments

Have I mentioned that I am madly in love with this man?

11 more hours

February 25, 2008 at 10:18 am | Posted in Love, Sean | 5 Comments

We work opposite shifts.  By the time I leave for work, Sean has already completed half a work day, and it will be eleven more hours until we see each other again.

I miss him every day but Mondays are the worst.

She’s Daddy’s little girl

February 18, 2008 at 10:27 am | Posted in Puppy, Sean, Video | 4 Comments


February 17, 2008 at 9:13 am | Posted in Life, Love, Sean | 5 Comments

Sean is trying to quit smoking this weekend. I’m not sure who is feeling the detox more: him or me. I have to reassure myself that I was cranky when I quit smoking, too, and not just for a weekend but I was moody for a whole month. And he still loved me.

I don’t think his cold is helping him through this much either. We plan on locking ourselves at home today to catch up on some much needed housework. Maybe I’ll slip some Nicorette gum in his coffee to help us him relax.

So proud of you, baby!

My three children

February 13, 2008 at 10:21 am | Posted in family, Puppy, Sean | 2 Comments

The two pups are constantly playing. Constantly. They’ve become inseparable.  As a whole, having two dogs running around has been a little bit of a challenge–walking two dogs, taking two dogs in the car, sleeping in bed with two dogs–but we don’t mind.

Last night, Sean and I were lying in bed and the pups were on their respective puppy beds, when Sean turns to me and says, “Something is missing. We need a few more puppies on this bed with us.”

The fact that he is willing to give up his leg room means that he must really loves our new babies.

It wasn’t luck or superstition that won the game, it was a damn good football team.

February 4, 2008 at 9:58 pm | Posted in family, Memories, Sean | 2 Comments

I love watching Sean in his element. When his favorite team is at bat –or what have you — his concentration is unbreakable. Last night I saw where he inherited his love of sports from; his dad came over to watch the game with us.

As a young girl I remember watching my father’s reaction to ball games and loving how enthusiastic he became during his sports. Baseball, yes, my father loved the Red Sox, but watching him watch basketball was my favorite.

He’d sit at the edge of the couch with his holey black work socks planted firmly on the carpet, his hands clapping to the beat of every three-pointer, his tongue hanging out of the right corner of his mouth. My father would shout, “Go UConn! Get’um! Get’um!” and I’d giggle at his muffled cheers which were muffled because his tongue still hung from that right corner.

I remember witnessing a UConn game with my grandmother as I grew older, finally realizing where my father inherited his game-watching behavior. It was not my grandfather who shouted at the television, but instead –with tongue out and hands a’clappin’ — my grandmother cheered firmly from the edge of the couch.

Before we fell asleep last night I asked Sean how he became a Giants fan. His answer: “My Dad is a Giants fan.” And I guess this theory is true, or at least it is true in our two cases: we love who our parents love.

My heart felt warm as I sat by the fireplace last night watching Sean and his dad yell out at the TV. They echoed through the room at the same time, at the same plays, in the same manner. And although I dreaded the Superbowl all week, spending it with two generations of sports fans was comforting.

Ironically enough, during that four-hour football game, I felt glad for football.

Sean works too hard

January 29, 2008 at 6:36 pm | Posted in Life, Love, Sean | Comments Off on Sean works too hard

If I could take away his stress, I would.


January 27, 2008 at 8:27 pm | Posted in Love, Sean | 3 Comments

Is football season over yet?

January 23, 2008 at 8:17 pm | Posted in Sean, Society, Video | 8 Comments

Having a new house has its advantages.  For instance, friends like to come over and bring homemade cakes and flowers.

On Sunday night, we lit our first fire in the fireplace….

…and Sarah and Greg came over to watch the Giants beat the Packers in the qualifying game for the superbowl.

They baked us a cheesecake for the game and we all sat around for hours, the boys enjoying themselves, and Sarah and I pretending to enjoy ourselves, while football season died down to almost the LAST GAME.  Praise Allah and all that is good.

I don’t understand football.  I mean, I get the game — a bunch of men in helmets and tights run a football down a field and have four chances to make it to the yellow line.  They jump on each other, run into each other, and break each others’ teeth and bones, Yippee — but what I don’t understand is why men feel the success of their team is a matter of life and death.

Watch Sean’s reaction to when the Giants win:

I don’t get it.  Why is the superbowl such a huge deal?  It happens every. year.

My boys

December 20, 2007 at 8:49 pm | Posted in Love, Photographs, Puppy, Sean | 6 Comments

A boy and his doggie

December 17, 2007 at 9:10 pm | Posted in Puppy, Sean | Comments Off on A boy and his doggie

My sweetheart

December 9, 2007 at 3:18 pm | Posted in Love, Sean | Comments Off on My sweetheart

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