My brother & sister-in-law are in town bringing w/ them Baby Kate! She. is. so. awesome. I told itzel to go out and get a niece ASAP cause its so much fun! [Mo confirms this "Oh i kno dats right!" ] I wish i was home chilling w/ her right now! just shy of 3 months old she already laughs in her sleep, furrows her brows, and thinks my popsicola is a snooze (in a good way!).

However, i have not seen her smiling face since super bowl sunday! how sad!

She, my bro & sister-in-law, sue and the other indentured servants (mutti & vatti) are busy baking food and goodies for her christening this entire week. I am working for the man and thus cannot escape to do things like “follow martha f*&^Kg stewards a&%$ backwards recipes” and “run to home depot for fishing wire” READ: FAMILY BONDING!

I am staying at sue’s joint in the JSizzworth taking care of her cat and sitting on her couch (itzel and i no longer have a couch – long story – actually short story: I came home one day and passed 2 dudes in my stairwell who were removing it. walked into the apt to see itzel vacuuming the spot where the couch used to be. “i put it on Craig’s list for $LOWassPRICE and these two dudes answered in like 5 mins” – we sit in 2 kitchen chairs now when we want to watch tv together. she looks at me sometimes (usually when shes going to lay on the ground) and says “i miss our couch” and i nod and say “me too, me too” THE END). Luckily i had the day off yesterday to truly enjoy the vegging out time in front of el TV. Instead I was hauling buckets of soy sauce colored water around my sister’s apt.

Her neighbors (rocket scientists / youth of the nation) turned on the heater w/out turning off the water – this is a crazy old brown stone you gotta finesse that shit fool! instead of heat, water was running along through pipes that haven’t seen h20, the light of day, or the 21st century and bursting out the two radiators of sue’s apt. Which b/c she’s in the basement of the joint are UP HIGH near the celiing!

i was eating my chinese delivery (yes they deliver to home – even in a blizzard) and i hear this trickle. “shit i dropped my water bottle!” i peer over to the wall and it’s a ravine of what looks like oil! the cat bolts and i move all my sisters high class shit (tables, vases, lamps, and white twinkle lights) and get a towel. I’m also now getting the awesome drops in my hair and on my glasses – that’s when i realize its just dirty water not oil thankfully. I get a bucket and go deal with the second radiator.

3 hours and a gallon later (NO LIE one of “buckets” was a gallon measuring cup) the deluge stopped.

then i snuggle in to watch some quality TV and the only channel that comes in clearly (or at all) is either hallmark channel – which was great until the golden girls marathon ended :( – and the spike channel. No thanks i dont need to know 1000 ways to die – i’m pretty sure my options are limited to #1 being blonde, #2 getting lost, #3 meeting jennifer lopez. So no modern fam or american idol for bridgie!

Then i tried to watch some quality internet funnies like Leslie Hall but no wireless.

Speaking of leslie hall (sorry dudes should have advise this was a long winded rant) I introduced her Gem Sweater video to Liza this week. She was so thrilled she sent me this new jammy:

“wearing gold spandex pants i made a hip hop album!”

Other lyrics include:
like saving babies from a burning building so tenderly i rescue reserve and preserve the right to let them shimmer so graciously

Believe it or not Nana C had these exact same gold lame spandex pants! She rocked them all the time w/ gen sweaters and fanny packs! (true story!). I snagged them from her drawer shortly after she passed away and took them w/ me to college and all my apts hoping I’d have a gold pants party to wear them to. Clearly i know what i’m going to be dressed as this Halloween!!!

a dreamy letter from Liza – she’s so funny! Wished we worked in closer proximity so our drinking schedules were more aligned. she’s normally on the west coast time which means she’s only on her first drink by the time i’m on #4.

From: Liza
Sent: Wednesday, January 27, 2010 10:27 AM
To: Bridget
Subject: RE: Fyi

Dear Bridget’s liver and cranium,

This is a formal apology for dragging you into an evening of perhaps one too many drinks. You see, I only visit the city once every few months and if I don’t get ample Sweets time, I find it unsatisfactory. What I do find satisfactory, ok, more than satisfactory? Octopus carpaccio and fortified wine. Anyway, please forgive me and I promise not to put your well being in jeopardy again until this Spring when I return and then all bets are off.

Sincerely,

Liza Schattenkerk

P.s….i blame it on NO water until the end, THAT was the issue!

and my liver has never been better but my nasal passages are another story! For all my making fun of those mouth-breathing jerks (brothers manning) i’m repaying my karmic duty in full today -> catching flies b/c my nose has ceased to operate!
this little inbox love note did make me smile though (while breathing through my teeth)!

my front end developers are very funny blokes!
at my place of employment we have a little blog to preview new webby things and today I discovered what these little buttons at the top of our production preview blog actually do!

BEFORE pressing the button

so gay i nearly cried! love it!

AFTER pressing the button

Sometimes you need a little cubicle dancing to get shit done yo!