Frangelica: Year One (Pt. 2)

as promised:

the 1st three are actually from New Year's Day. check out those soulfully huge eyes and the three teeth.

the fourth is from yesterday.
really though, how many people can carry off a tutu with such aplomb?

Frangelica: Year One

yup, my little angel is a year old today. we were invited to my brother's for cake (mind you, not dinner; just cake). i foresee an extremely short visit.

on christmas, i was told that the outfit we bought her was probably going to be her birthday dress; if being on her father's shit list hasn't taken it out of the running, i'll post a pic or two tomorrow.

Miss Kitty

little Miss Frangelica is gonna WORK the runway (ok...she's gonna crawl with attitude):

thank you Baby Gap.
(and yes MS, i was totally thinking of you when i bought this stuff)

Because Who Doesn't Like to See Pictures of a Beautiful Baby?

Franki at 5 months old (6/17/2007)

Hope You Find a Nice Full Basket...

Happy Easter, kids!

eventually, FranGelica did stop crying, but only after her mommy took off the bunny outfit. Stephen's Easter Bread was a big hit.

"Barbra Streisand is not my spiritual advisor"~My mom, at Easter dinner

Happy Accidents

sometimes things work out for the best, even when (at the time) they feel like a total kick in the nuts. take this weekend, for instance...

through a comedy of errors, the plans to spend the weekend with MS and Nil fell through. don't ask how, Mr Nosy; suffice to say that they didn't happen, but they will commence this weekend. sadly, this left Stephen and i on the NJ Turnpike with a loaf of homemade bread, a Mixed-Berry-Cheesecake Trifle and some Weight Watchers friendly roadtrip snacks. enroute to the old homestead, we stopped at my new favorite store, Target where i found the most fabulous Aquaman t-shirt and some newer smaller work pants to match my newer, smaller ass. we also picked up the coolest microwave corn popper, so now i don't have to worry about not having brown paper lunch bags in the house. when we finally got home, it was still early enough to put up 4 loads of laundry and go grocery shopping. needless to say, i went to bed feeling like i accomplished more in that one day than i have in weeks.

sunday we went to my mom's and hung out with the family. Frangelica and Squirt were there, and we learned that Franki is partial to showtunes (the only time she stopped crying is when my mom was singing South Pacific). aside from that, for once it was a fairly peaceful dinner. we all just hung out and bullshitted with the minimum of drama. rather than waste the Trifle (read: sit at home in the dark with the bowl and two spoons), we brought it to mom's where it was devoured by all those in attendance. i'm glad we brought it, it gave me some ideas for this weekend; how to re-make it: bigger and better!

even more exciting: i finally fit back into my size 34 jeans! this WW thing really works! who knew?

Francesca Angelica 4

My brother called me last night and asked if we were free; he wanted us to come over for dinner. the major selling point for the evening was when he said i'd have unlimited time with this little lady:

Francesca Angelica 3

Here's another two phone pics from last night, at my mom's birthday dinner. isn't this kid a beaut? i finally saw her with her eyes open! btw: at barely a week old, the kid's already got a nickname which she'll keep for the rest of her life: Frangelica! can you stand it?

Francesca Angelica 2

So, mom and baby came home from the hospital today and i finally got to hold her (baby, not mom)!

we were there for almost 2 hours and she slept the whole time. she didn't even wake up when i switched from one arm to the other...

Francesca Angelica

Here she is folks! i know it's a bit...dark...but it's from my mom's cell phone (ain't no nasty-ass nurse gonna tell Grandma not to take a picture **2 snaps**).
do you see all that hair!?! it's truly amazing.

she and her mom should be coming home from the hospital today, so expect more pictures tomorrow.

"They should've named her Italiana Florenza Bada Bing Boom Botz lol"~ John

This is a Test...This is Only a Test...Pt.2: Really Real

the phone rang at 4:12 am, then it went dead. 10 minutes later it rang again.
this time it was my mother.
We've achieved BABY.
this is not a drill.

i stayed in bed for another 20 minutes, debating with myself, then got dressed and came to work an hour early (6am). did i mention that i'm stuck in NJ all this week? yeah.

as soon as i get all my shit together i'm outta here...

***7am Update***
i can't leave till 1pm.
Cunty doesn't wanna piss of Zeus by asking for me to leave earlier than that.

per my mother: they're breaking her (sis-in-law) water. she's in pain but dozing on and off.
this may take a while...

***9am Update***
per my dad: they're inducing labor now.

***11:45 Update***
my dad just called crying. the most i could make out was that she's going in for a C-section.
i called my mom, but my good friends at Verizon couldn't give us a clear enough signal for me to find out anything more..

**5:19 update***
Francesca Angelica L-------a was born at 12:58pm...6lbs 15oz 18 1/2" long.
mom is fine.
dad is beaming.
the uncles are going shopping...

***next day update**
she's adorable! brown as a nut with a thick black faux-hawk, she looks like a little wizened Troll doll...only cuter! as soon as Nazi nurses allow it, i'll take a couple of phone-pics and post them here.