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Wifi Refugee Camp
So we (along with two million of our closest friends) lost power on Friday night during the storm LAND HURRICANE WHAT THE FREAKING HELL. We'll likely remain without power for several more days, because fuck us, that's why. (Also: massive trees and downed lines all over the place. That too.) It's...
Also, Ez' hair looks awesome with macaroni in it. And no, I'm NOT kidding!
For Posterity's Sake
We visited my parents this weekend. I haven't really written about them in awhile, I know -- it's easier to report on a crisis than to write entry after entry about a parent's slow decline. But I'll skip ahead to the conclusion of a lot of stuff from this year: My parents are getting ready to se...
Without knowing how your pop's actually doing, I gotta say he's looking pretty good, so I hope that means he's doing as well as he looks.
As for the ex-sighting, was he fat and gross or just manning the fryer at McDonald's?
For Posterity's Sake
We visited my parents this weekend. I haven't really written about them in awhile, I know -- it's easier to report on a crisis than to write entry after entry about a parent's slow decline. But I'll skip ahead to the conclusion of a lot of stuff from this year: My parents are getting ready to se...
Love and peace to you and the fam. Be safe.
On the Road Again
I'm loading up the boys and the suitcases and the crappy laptop and the car and trying to remember how to dismantle the damn Jumperoo lest I drive up to Philadelphia with it strapped merrily to the roof of my car, blaring Old MacDonald Had a Farm all the way up I-95. I'll be spending the week wi...
It's official: I can't even stand how freakin' cute Ez is.
Delicious Whole-Grain Baby
So after all of that, this happened. In part, I caved because Ez suddenly seemed ravenously, inexplicably hungry all the time and seriously tried to throw himself headfirst into Noah's plate of macaroni and cheese. It was also because there wasn't anything good on TV that night. After the ini...
It's not that Ez is fat -- Noah just has a distinguished, pointy chin, is all.
The Baby Who
I dressed Ezra in a certain blue stripey fleece sleeper today, and had to step back from the changing table for a second, like, "whoa, which baby are you again?" OH RIGHT, THE FAT ONE. And of course, I mean that in the nicest, most delicious way possible. You're also the baby who wo...
Eeeeeeeek! They're twins! And I don't know which one is cuter!
Holding Pattern
Out there. In here. Still here. (His bypass surgery is scheduled for Friday, so I'll be here for awhile longer, fighting the good fight for stray wifi signals and drinking WAY! TOO! MUCH! COFFEE! while Ez charms the scrubs off the nurses. Thank you for keeping us in your thoughts this ...
Be safe, and wishing everything works out for your family the way it's supposed to.
All That Your Heart Can Take
On Friday, we got the results of my father's heart catheterization, which mostly confirmed what we already knew: there's a very bad blockage in there, a blockage has likely been there for awhile and likely caused his fall last summer and is definitely causing all of his current bouts of dizzines...
I have to say, watching li'l Ez fill out is pretty darn amazing. That and how Noah is now the spitting image of his dad compared with him; I used to SWEAR Noah was all you until you introduced the little peanut.
Festive
Hey boys, let's get some pictures of you in those super-cute matchy-matchy big brother/little brother tees that the Redneck Mommy sent us: Hmm. Okay! I can sort of read one of the shirts. Close enough! Moving on! A little aside to myself here, you know, something for the baby book that ...
Ok, the look on Noah's face in the first picture is KILLING me. He's all "Hell no."
And how did you get the tow to mimic each other's expressions? That's hilARious!
A Bunch of Turkeys
(Photo-heavy post warning. Click below or skip it completely. It's like your very own Matrix blue pill/red pill conundrum!) We kept trying to call the stuffing "bread" and the cranberry sauce "jelly" and the cauliflower gratin "macaroni and cheese" and the turkey "the flesh of thine enemies"...
"his head is shaped like a butternut squash."
Waaaaaaay back in the day, my dad got me a copy of Cracked where they were spoofing a movie about Crackatoa the volcano. I had to have been about 8, but it was the funniest damn thing EVER.
What's in a name?
A friend sent me a link the other day to a story on Cracked. Yes, the magazine that causes innumerable chuckles from adolescent guys everywhere. At least, that's how it was when I was growing up. I think now it still caters to my generation because while reading that article, I noticed a link to...
Dude. Is this baby ALWAYS so chill!?? I seem to remember Noah being all "Whoa! What was that!??" but this guy's all, "Hey. Whut up. It's all good."
What great personality!
Let Your Guilt Flag Fly
Oh my God, yesterday's post. I'm sorry. I fully own up to the fact that the last paragraph in particular got COMPLETELY away from me, with the dramatics and the...well, the dramatics. I went out to lunch with my nursing bra unhooked and I posted on my blog with my mommy guilt showing. Same diff....
My first response upon seeing that picture: Awwwwwwwwww! Poor widdle ting!
Robitussinville
Presenting the most pathetic little being on Earth: Red, swollen, watery eyes, a runny nose and the teensiest little sneeze you've ever heard. Yep, that's a three-week-old with a cold, right there. He put up a good fight all last week, when the first wave of preschool germs took the rest of us...
Nothing to offer in the way of assvice, but I'm glad you're dad is doing all right.
And Everything Else
My dad is back in the hospital. On Monday night he had a coughing fit while taking his medication (nothing super out of the ordinary -- he chokes very easily since losing his larynx to cancer) and aspirated a pill into his lung. He's now being treated for aspiration pneumonia. The good news is t...
So perfectly different they are.
Happy everything's so happy for all of you.
Click
I first noticed Ezra's tongue-tie the morning after he was born. Something increasingly felt "off" in his otherwise picture-perfect, open-wide baby-bird-mouth latch, I'd yet to see his tongue protrude past his lower lip, and when it did, it looked exactly like the top of a heart. I immediately ...
You're going to be doing more market-y speak, aren't you?
Teach an old dog new tricks?
I've recently relocated, joined a new company, moved about 700 miles and one time zone and think I've got a new way of thinking about learning. There's a saying that you can't teach an old dog new tricks, or you can teach an old dog new tricks, or something like that. I've decided that you're...
I mean this in the bestest, cutest possible way, but looking at the Noah pic when he was a couple days old and looking at the little one here, Ezra looks like the kid's meal version of Noah. HE'S SO LITTLE!
Family 4.0
Duuuudes. WTF day is it? Childbirth brain ate words not forming so good also boobs. Booobs! Dude. Etc. Ezra Harrington Storch was discharged from the hospital Saturday morning, weighing in at a rather puny six pounds, 12 ounces. He was put on a strict regimen of Moar Boobage. Expectations ...
Yep, he's flipping the bird.
So gorgeous. And little!
Please give me a sec to catch my breath
Oh, this boy. So many things to write to about, but I can't keep my hands off of him long enough to type a single one. Suffice to say: we're all fine, though stuck at the hospital for a couple more days, Ezra is perfect and perfectly healthy (and surprisingly patient about his lack of a middl...
Well, no WONDER he was so pointy -- he's so LITTLE! And what a wonderful name!
Get healed soonest!
Ezra
2:24 pm 7 pounds, 7 ounces 21-1/4 inches long
Wishing all of you the happiest, safest and SHORTEST of C-sections ever, and can't wait to meet the pointy little guy!
One Day More
Or, I Feel the Urge To Wave a Big Flag Around a Rotating Stage In Front of a Barricade While Singing a Seven-Part Musical Montage Or Or, AAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII Today marks the second of my five or so hypothetical due dates, and the one I secretly thought was the right one...
Whoa, you gots an Escher thing going without space between the first and second photos. Trippy.
Had a good night
Last night was a going away party. Dr. Z and Shawnee Shawn threw me a going away party at Zack's and invited the fun. We also invited quite a few friends who actually showed up and quite a few more who didn't. Not a big loss since the party was a big success anyway. I'm a little headachey today...
Were you time-traveling, too? Because that truck in the second picture looks straight out of 1957.
I mean, I know you're strong and stuff, but I think going back to 1957 might be overdoing it a little.
How does 100 miles on a bicycle look?
I managed to pull out the iPhone for a few pictures during my second 101 mile ride in as many days yesterday. I thought I'd show you how 101 miles north of Memphis on a bike looks from the saddle.
Keep meaning to tell you: "Flies on strings" = awesome imagery.
I see progress. Finally
I mentioned something yesterday about wrestling with two squirrel-like dogs to get them into their harnesses and I have to say, I'm happy with the results. They're acting less like flies on strings when we go for a walk and more like spazzy mcghees. I consider that progress. Sad, right? Dog-k...
Yeah, well, they clearly don't know the majesty of BUS DEMOLITION!'s General Lee, because they surely would've included it in the roundup. And it comes back eeeeevery year, too. Same bus and driver.
Southern Gothic? Esplain.
I'm a sucker for anything Southern Gothic and/or bizarre (or both at the same time)
It's so difficult to pick just one, but I got a feed today with the "Worst General Lee" posting from a site called oobject. I'm going to give you a few pics of some of my tops but really, they're all prom queens in my book.
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