Ode to Motoki.

I began reading this site (MOTOKI LOG) a few months ago, and I believe that it's a site that those who are child oriented might want to check out.

A mother's account of day-to-day life with a precious child who was born months before his time, yet manages to amaze all who see him whenever he catches their eyes.

His smile speaks a thousand words he has yet to learn, across languages, continents, and hearts.

God, bless Motoki.


The wind is howling outside my window. I have decided that not getting the social interaction I need more often than not makes me want to spend an excessive amount of money on those I believe would appreciate the deed. Instead of eating when I'm bored, I tend to shop. (Okay, I eat sometimes too.. but that's besides the point.)

Who wants a gift?

I'm eagerly looking forward to the upcoming Florida trip. There's plenty of social interaction there.


You must all go listen to this song.. and sing along.. It's finally Christmas time!! I've been waiting all year.

Alvin and the Chipmunks

("All right you Chipmunks!Ready to sing your song?"
"I'll say we are!"
"Lets sing it now!"
"Okay, Simon? Okay!"
"Okay, Theodore?" "Okay"
"Okay, Alvin? Alvin? ALVIN!"

Christmas, Christmas time is near
Time for toys and time for cheers
We've been good, but we can't last
Hurry Christmas, hurry fast.

Want a plane that loops the loop
Me, I want a hula hoop
We can hardly stand to wait
Please Christmas, don't be late.

('Okay fellas get ready.
That was very good, Simon.
"Very good Theodore.
"Ah Alvin, You were a little flat,Watch it. Ah, Alvin. Alvin. ALVIN!"

Want a plane that loops the loop
I still want a hula hoop!!!
We can hardly stand the wait
Please Christmas, don't be late.
We can hardly stand the wait
Please Christmas, don't be late.

("Very good, boys."
"Lets sing it again!"
"Yeah, lets sing it again!"
"No Thats enough, lets not over do it"
"What do you mean over do it? We want to sing it again!"
"Now wait a minute, boys"
"Why can't we sing it again?"
"Alvin cut that out...)


This weekend has been so very busy. I have gone to the top of the Empire State Building, visited the Metropolitan Museum of Art, attended a NY philharmonic concert, watched the Rockettes Christmas Spectacular at Radio Center Hall, went to Macy's, looked at the scaffolding around the Rockefeller Christmas tree.. there was more but I'm sure I forgot.

The picture above is, of course, the Rockettes. I was thrilled that they allowed us to take pictures inside the theater. More pictures to come just as soon as I clean out some of the old shots in the old AOL ftp space.


It is almost time to begin the adventure of taking pictures for my first ever Christmas cards. I bought the package of cards over a month ago, and have just been waiting for the holiday decorations around NYC to go up before snapping shots to put on the covers. My plan is that each card will have it's own picture, unique to the recipient. However, I realized today that there are only four more weeks before I go to Florida for Christmas. That means I need to get moving on this project.

Michelle will be visiting at the end of next week. So far we have planned a trip to the museum, a NY philharmonic concert at the Lincoln Center (woohoo! Mahler!), and a viewing of the Christmas Spectacular featuring the Rockettes.

The week after that is Thanksgiving. While the majority of the nation is gathered around tables stuffing their faces with turkey and trimmings, I will be packing up my current living space and relocating to another. The new place makes this one seems as if I've been living in the dark age. My bedroom will be smaller by half, but I gain access to a living room (where I'm not afraid to sit on the couch), not to mention a clean kitchen. I'll just have to make sure I hide all of my shiny items so that the ferrets don't make off with them. I will try to refrain from calling them Kodo and Podo. I doubt I will succeed, however.

Six more months 'til Summer. Lord help me.


I may very well have the most wonderful mother in the entire world. She sent me a package and it arrived today. Inside I found several pair of fuzzy socks. They feel as though they're made out of chenille. Not to mention the fact that she put blue candy canes inside each sock. Love you mom!

I imagine this is what the cookie monster's feet look like... I am so happy... COOOKIE!!!

In preparation for my annual trip to the doctors office for a TB test (child care workers and those who work with the elderly are required to get one each year), I have purchased a bottle of Pepsi that I can take with me to drink after I pass out. Yes, you heard me correctly. I pass out after shots. Not when they stick me. Oh no, that would be too easy. The entire process begins about two minutes after I get the shot. It's difficult to describe. First, I become all tingly, as if I'm vibrating from the inside out. After that, everything slows down.. I can hear people talking, but can't respond or tell them what's wrong. The next thing I know, some nurse is waving smelling salts in front of my face and I'm asking for a Pepsi. Pathetic, eh? I know.