The week in review

Well, we are officially weened. I have now 100% stopped the breast feeding of my baby, and 99.9% sure, last baby. I am now free to experiment with various cold medicines and diet pills.

We made it 11 months, which I am very extremely proud of. I'm also proud that it was her that made the decision and nothing that I forced on her. But sadly, it also signals that we are nearing the end of her baby-hood and in 3 short weeks, she will be ONE. ONE. One year since she came shrieking into the world, a little small but full of might.

And just you WAIT to see the birthday bonanza I'm planning.

Hey, it's not every day someone turns ONE.

In other news I'm still seething in hatred for Jiffy Lube. If you are not on facebook, or missed my story, let me point you to Jason's "I HATE JIFFY LUBE THEY CAN ROT IN HELL" post . Rat fricking bastards have chose not to do the right thing, and therefore will get their f-ing asses sued.

LaLaLa! Trying to find my happy place which involves lots of wine and possibly cake. I miss/want cake.

Team Zoe... Rachel Zoe

It's midnight, I'm half awake in a painkiller induced haze, not asleep because I've been snoozing on and off all day thanks to said painkillers. Why? Well, I had 2 inch incision made in my leg this morning to pull out a cyst that ended up being about an inch deep. Oy.

I took the day as an opportunity to lay on the couch and catch up on all my DVR'ed girlie shows that have gotten all backlogged. I also came upon a Rachel Zoe Project Marathon, which you SO know I recorded and watched all of - back-to-back.

And, eekk. I may like her now.

I love her love of fashion and style. I love the way she dresses people and how she can spot something fabulous from the window, driving by in her car. I want her to go shopping with me. I want her to tell me what earrings to wear and that I look Bananas in an outfit. I also want to go to Starbucks with Brad and the make-up boy, and smack Taylor.

After this show, and the premiere of Tim Gunn's Guide to Style, I want to shop. Shop like there is no tomorrow. With someone who really knows. I want my body analyzed and I want to be told EXACTLY what to wear to accent my best features, minimize the no-so-great, and look confidant and at my best at all times. I also want jewelry. Fabulous earrings and necklaces.

Guess it's good that the bazillion stitches stretched across my hip bone is going to put me on the injured list till this desire passes.

My Political Message of the Day

As many of you know, our dear friends and the god-mommies of our children, Carin and Hillary, were legally married this past June. With overflowing tears of joy, Jason and I were honored to be part of this amazing day when two people that love each deeply were finally able to come together as wives.

Now the legality of their marriage is being threatened by Prop 8 on November’s ballot.

The supporters of Prop 8 have launched a 20 million dollar ad campaign that is hitting this week. The ad I saw this morning had a person proclaimed the “horrifying news” that they will now have to teach about gay marriage in schools! With the economic crises, lack of available and affordable health care and the many other real and pertinent issues facing us this election year, the fact that this is even an issue amazes me.

But No on Prop 8 needs help to rebuke these ads. No On 8 is leading the campaign to DEFEAT the ballot measure that is intending to amend the California Constitution to PROHIBIT marriage for same-sex couples.

If you can, please take a few minutes to donate a few dollars to No on Prop 8 – anything helps and everything is appreciated!

Please click on the link below to join No On 8:

http://eqfed.org/equalityforall/join.html