PR

yes, that stands for Project Runway! and yes, Malan is missed. he with his maniacal cackle and his creepy, lascivious eyebrows and his impossibly slick-shiny hair. i hope his mother isn't somewhere throwing his designs on the floor again. he had some Psycho/Manchurian Candidate issues anyway.

so ... now, dear little Katherine is gone. for going too simple on us. i understand. her dress was sweet, like a tame flavor of sorbet on a mild summer afternoon. nothing extreme and nothing daring. unremarkable. it just didn't measure up. by the way, i have a crush on allison. adorable and oh-so-inspired. and i would keep my eye on her and michael in the long run.

still can't seem to shake this headcold. it's starting to earn the title RELENTLESS.

talked to Mom last night. doing much, much better and back to her old funny self, for the most part.

still no smiling baby yet.

Gay News

Disappointing, the ruling in Washington State. As well as the recent NY ruling. I'm so glad Calvin and I didn't wait until it was legal here to have our wedding ceremony. At the time, we assumed it might have been a year or two ... No, we went ahead and had it anyway. We had our (cup)cake and ate it too.

But at least LANCE BASS finally came out of the closet. No wonder the guy never spoke in interviews and had a perpetual goofy smile. Seriously. Must have been so hard to keep that secret while living in such a bright spotlight. But as soon as I saw him on Kathy Griffin's show, I think the cat was out of the bag right there. Good for him and his Amazing Race winning boyfriend! But, really, we ALL knew N'Sync was at least 25% gay, right?

Little Miss 2-Months-old Now is doing very well. She had all her shots the other day and only cried for a second. Then she looked around the room, very gravely, and was ready to go home for a nap. She did glance at me for a moment on the way out, as if she was saying "That lady, with the four needles ... Why? Why did you arrange such a ridiculous little piece of torture?!" Then her heavy eyelids took over.

early morning feeding ...

still addicited to the new Keane and just over the moon with the new season of Project Runway. what better way to get our minds off of the horrible war(s) in the middle east! oy.

as for PR, i was kind of sad to see Malan go because he makes great, bizarre TV. very cartoonish guy. but tim gunn was being so kind when he said it looked like his dress was carved from a tree. i thought it looked like it was made from poo.

speaking of poo, baby girl is eight weeks old and doing great. still screaming every now and then. who knows why. maybe just cause she's a baby. she's starting to sleep through the night, mostly. i've learned that "through the night" means about six hours in baby/pediatician/new parent speak. not like the old days (well, 8 1/2 weeks ago) when i'd get a good 8 or 9 hours every night or so ...

mom's health is improving greatly. she's such a survivor!

we went to a picnic last weekend in vermont, hosted by our adoption agency. it was fantastic. met a lot of other families - so many adorable children. ours was one of the youngest. it was jarring to be in the country (we don't get out of the city much). so many incredible stars in the night sky. and so many bugs. i'm thrilled we got some relaxing/porch/picnic/swing time because, honestly, summer seems to be escaping me.

the Ups and the ...

I can't really talk about the Downs so I'll focus on the Ups. Very excited about the new Keane album. It doesn't disappoint.

I'm a big fan of Try Again.

And of course I have to mention that I am just slap-happy about the return of PROJECT RUNWAY.

Of course I harbor tiny resentment towards Daniel Vosovic for never emailing me back but apparently he's busy gushing over Sarah Jessica Parker to remember lil' ol' me. That's okay. I'm focusing on the new season and the new chicsters/designer wannabes. Maybe we can get some cross-promotion this time ... Emmy dress for Kathy Griffin anyone??

Poor Kathy. I would've never pegged Matt as a sneaky thief, but you just never know.

On our way to Vermont this weekend for our adoption agency's annual retreat. Looking forward to meeting other adoptive, bi-racial and gay-dad families ...

Mom is doing much, much better. Off the ventilator and breathing easier.

Baby girl is just about seven weeks old. She definitely seems to recognize us now. Can't wait for her to smile!

the office

always discomforting when life reflects art ... the kind of art that you don't want to live. like the tv show "the office". which i love to watch. but i hate to admit that i actually live.

raining again. what is with this crappy summer weather?? disappointed! (fish called wanda ... anyone?)

mom called me the other day. just about dropped the phone when i realized it was her. apparently her traech was converted to one that allows speech. so incredibly relieved that her health is improving. she's a true survivor. if she were in the poseidon adventure, she'd be red buttons.

baby girl is six weeks old today! she's getting big. very healthy and adorable. time is flying.

amazing to think our country is only 230 years old.

Sun's Out

Nice. The Sun is back. Reason enough for celebration.

Baby starting to fix on things with her pensive gaze. She's getting big and seems to sleep a bit more at night (we're crossing our fingers that this is not a fluke ... praying that it is the beginning of the next phase ...) Trying to catch up with keeping good records and organizing photos and all that. Proving to be difficult. Calvin is just a complete godsend. Such a good, caring daddy and a huge, solid support for me with everything that's going on.

We've been blessed (and, yes, showered) with so many adorable gifts. It's been overwhelming and deeply moving. To see just how many people acknowledge our new addition and feel compelled to express their love and support. It's tremendous and we are aware how lucky we are. I can't wait for her to start playing and interacting with all this beautiful stuff.

As I write this and feel all the pure joy from our loved ones over the past five and 1/2 weeks ... I can't help but ache over the colossal car bombing today in Iraq. Makes me ill, what our troops have to go through. And the Iraqi civilians who just want to live their lives. It's as if my Joy gets distracted with Despair, so my mood is in limbo. Roaming back and forth toward both extremes but unable to commit to either.

I really want to see the Superman movie.