Since I often become obsessed with things (music, television, food, etc.) and wear them out until they’re no longer recognizable as anything that was produced on earth, I thought it pertinent to share my obsessions as of late. Note that I make this a monthly and/or unlikely a biweekly ritual of sorts:

• Yo Gabba Gabba
  This is actually a newfound obsession of mine, and I am ridiculously in love with Brobee. He’s green, striped, and has a freaking awesome unibrow. If ever there was a stuff toy that I couldn’t live without, Brobee is definitely it. How old am I again? 24 going on five it seems. My soon-to-be six-month old daughter, Madeline, has not expressed any interest in Brobee just yet, so I’m going to keep this plush treasure for as long as I can.
• Giraffes
  All my life I’ve had an affinity for animals that were typically every known shade of green, so naturally one would surmise that love for green and green animals would be passed onto Madeline. Surprisingly, I’ve been purchasing anything and everything giraffe-related on God’s orange earth for Madeline. Giraffe toys, giraffe onesies, giraffe chewing tobacco … actually, I have yet to find giraffe chewing tobacco. But you get the idea. I should probably note that Madeline’s possessions don’t only consist of giraffes, there’s plenty of manatees in her stash of toys, too, as we are friends of the WWF (World Wildlife Fund or World Wrestling Federation, I think they’re one and the same).
• Madeline’s Fart Noises
  She makes them with her mouth, mind you, oh and yes, with her bum, too some of the time. I’m not entirely sure where she picked up the fart noises (with her mouth) but they sure are cute and it’s only prompted me to go out and buy a video camera already.

Ok, so I began adjourned blogging again in August of this year, only to realize I have been horrible at keeping up with it on a semi-daily — semi-weekly at that — basis. Before my life changed for the better, I considered taking on numerous side jobs to subsidize my income because as rumor has it, babies are expensive. Needless to say for all you mothers and/or fathers who are already in the know, time simply flies out the window when a baby is introduced into your life.

When I can steal away from the baby for a little while, I manage to do the following:

1. Sleep. Something I really treasure nowadays. Sleep is a rarity, and it leaves me feeling like a zombie. A non-cannibalistic zombie who still chants ‘braaaaiiiinzzzzzzz’ - if only I had all those z’s.
2. Snap photos. I’ve already shot 1000+ photos of Madeline, half of which look like duplicates or could comprise a stop-animation video. Can you blame me? She is cute and a half and what better way to store memories than to capture them with a photo?
3. Rearrange furniture or decorate my apartment. Since the baby was born, I’ve found myself watching an overwhelming amount of HGTV which has inspired the home-decor bug in me to finally make my apartment appear as though I didn’t recently move in. I’ve lived in my apartment since March of this year and I still have things in box. Shamefully, the spare bedroom — which may one day turn into a nursery — acts as my storage room. I am in the process of redecorating my living room, in hopes that friends, family, and other visitors realize that yes, my apartment IS being lived in.