a message from parma

No not Parma Ohio, Parma Italia stupid.

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

happily ever after???

Now that I have "family life thrown at me I guiltily admit that adjustments need to be made. As you see here is our fantasy of another life on Martha's Vineyard. We enjoyed two lovely days of touring the island thanks to the generosity of my parents.
Back in the jungle of brooklyn, I am trying to get back to the reality of work and living. I sent out a bunch of resumes and hope to get something other than just going back to temping. I am going to try to hold off on temp work and see if I can go into something more permanent.

I am barely getting by on my own. The minimal help from the state and family keeps me going and motivated to change the financial situation. I did it once before I am sure I can do it again. But this time around I will be more strategic with the guidance of Virginia Swain and digging of resources not used in previous job searches.

Thursday, December 22, 2005

another country heard from

September 23, 2005

Victim or Refugee?

As someone with “baby brain” I can barely find the strength to write this long needed entry to this site.

December 22, 2005

Well, I wrote that three months ago when I could barely stand up and function. Now I have no excuse except not having the strength to continue until now. We are still living in the house of horrors only one floor up. So now I have an instant family with man and child in tow. We are all safe and warm together.
To honor of the anniversary of John Lennon’s murder, mommy, daddy and baby are protesting
and having a bed in.

We were stuck here in Brooklyn due to the weather, transit strike, lack of work/money and complete inertia. Both Z and I are turning into winter hermits and gaining our “winter weight”, although I just had my yearly gyn visit and lost four pounds since October. Don’t know how just did.

Soooooooo….. What has happened in three months? Sofia, that has happened. Everyone was right, when you have a new baby and especially when its your first one everything is twice as difficult. EVERYTHING including just living.

We finally moved upstairs with Z. It was sudden and not properly planned but inevitable. We did manage a tiny vacation on Martha’s Vineyard and a quick visit to my side of the family. I give Z props for going through the torment but he was greatly rewarded in many ways….