{"id":23,"date":"2002-04-30T23:17:57","date_gmt":"2002-04-30T18:17:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/addlepated.net\/blog\/archives\/23"},"modified":"2002-04-30T23:17:57","modified_gmt":"2002-04-30T18:17:57","slug":"hi-my-names-d","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/addlepated.net\/blog\/archives\/23","title":{"rendered":"Hi, My name&#8217;s D."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Hi, My name&#8217;s D. and I&#8217;m a nosespray addict.<\/p>\n<p><i>Hi, D!<\/i><\/p>\n<p>Seriously, I&#8217;ve been using this Sinex stuff for far too long and now I can&#8217;t breathe without.  I&#8217;m too weak to go cold turkey.  I&#8230; can&#8217;t&#8230; BREATHE!<\/p>\n<p>I love reading blogs.  It&#8217;s like voyeurism &#8211; a more intimate form of the previously ubiquitous webcam.  I just can&#8217;t stand it when people can&#8217;t spell or use grammar.  I&#8217;m sure I&#8217;m guilty of a few typos from time to time, but I refuse to read blogs when my first instinct is to whip out a red pen and start scribbling on my monitor.  And no, M., this is not about you, even though I did have to correct your &#8220;Meet the Parents&#8221; line.<\/p>\n<p>So the baby was crying earlier and the only thing that would calm her down was the Yatta song.  This can mean nothing good.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m slipping lower into my Benadryl stupor.  I want to get this quilt that I&#8217;m 80% done with completely quilted, though, so I can put the binding on it on our trip to New Orleans in 3 weeks.  My friend A. sent me some pictures of some amazing quilts that her cousin made, and now I&#8217;m all inspired.  I was disenchanted with the fabric that I&#8217;m working with and kinda quit quilting for the last month, but the sooner I can get it done, the sooner I can work with nicer fabric.  I&#8217;m quite positive that this is interesting to nobody but myself.  Who would have thought, 12 years ago when I was an utter wild child, that I would be ranting about breastfeeding and quilts?  Not me.<\/p>\n<p>The other night was warm and humid and the moon was out and it was one of those nights that reminded me of when I was just out of high school, up to no good&#8230; perhaps like the night that we snuck off and drank beer in a field and fell into a hole, or when I called up my dad to pretend like we were tired and going to bed but I was really at a payphone and there were cars going by and it sounded like, &#8220;Hi, Dad?  (zooooooooooom) Yeah, it&#8217;s me, I&#8217;m over at A.&#8217;s house (honk honk) and we&#8217;re just going to go to bed early (screeeeeeech)&#8221;.  That night we ended up driving out to the lake and going up and down the hills in the road really fast, so fast that it felt like a rollercoaster, and N. (who owned the car we were in) was chanting obscenities which I won&#8217;t repeat.  We were with this really big Hispanic guy whose name I can&#8217;t remember to save my life, and he was teaching me the words to &#8220;Margaritaville&#8221;.  This was the guy who had the hots for the aforementioned A. which always made her run in the opposite direction.<\/p>\n<p>Who were those kids then?  Who are these thirtysomethings that have replaced them?  I&#8217;m married with 2 fantastic little girls and own a house, and all that is swell, don&#8217;t get me wrong, but I think I&#8217;m having that Talking Heads moment of epiphany where I say &#8220;How did I get here?&#8230; This is not my beautiful house!&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>I always get a little restless in springtime.<\/p>\n<p>Or perhaps I&#8217;m just putting off working on my quilt.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hi, My name&#8217;s D. and I&#8217;m a nosespray addict. Hi, D! 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