out to lunch

I'm being a sporadic blogger because I am currently on vacation in beautiful, sunny, non-humid California.

We'll be out here until the end of the month.

I am in love with California right now. Ssssshhh, don't tell New York.

i best a toilet

The toilets at the the Lincoln Center Loews Movie Theater are out to get me.

I'm not being paranoid, I swear. It's true. Every time I walk into the restroom there, one of the toilets yells "WE GOT US AN ANDREA BOEREM. CODE RED. THE OWL FLIES AT MIDNIGHT. STAT."

They're organized, these toilets. I thought my parents were great at presenting a united front, but these toilets give them a run for their money. I mean, THE SAME THING HAPPENS EVERY TIME. I walk in, I select a stall, close and lock the door, and proceed to prep the area. I hang my purse on the hook, check for any unsanitary evidence that could change my choice of stalls, and I remove a paper toilet seat cover from the dispenser on the wall.

And that's when the fun begins.

I place the cover on the seat. I begin to, ah, ready myself for seating, and then the automatic flusher goes off and the cover is promptly swished right off the seat.

So, I stand back up, remove another seat cover, place it oh-so-gently on the seat, go in for landing, and, once again, the automatic flusher flushes.

GHAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! AAAAARRRRRRGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!

This sequence of events then repeats itself until I either get fed up and practice being a hovercraft, or until I get fast enough to beat the automatic flusher. You guess which option usually wins.

Well, yesterday Paul and I took ourselves down to Lincoln Center to see the movie Inception (which was visually stunning, by the by) and I drank like five gallons of water on the way there on account of it being like a million degrees outside and by the time we got there...well, I had to, uh, go.

I choose my stall, (closest to the wall = less room for strangers to peek through cracks) pull out a seat cover, and take a huge breath.

Gently, ever so gently, I place the tissue over the seat. Nothing. The breath I've been holding whooshes out. I am about to

AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!GHAAAAAARRRRRRHHHHHHH!!!!

And then that porcelain devil laughs, I tell you. Laughs right out loud.

So, I muster all my speediness, grab a cover, and in a movement so precise, so sharply timed as to be almost invisible, I place the cover and sit, triumphant.

I laugh. Right out loud.

And then I step up to the podium to accept my gold medal in Olympic Bathroom Speediness.

friday loverly

So I was thinking of what I should blog about and then I was like hey, I know lots of people who make me feel really squishy and happy inside, maybe I could just brag about them.

And that's exactly what I aim to do.

So, here's my first blog spotlight: Ladies and gents, I give you....

REAGAN BREINHOLT!!!!! (OOOOOOHHHHHH, AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH, MAJOR CLAPPING)

In addition to writing a delightful blog (which can be found at http://www.reagansblob.com/), Reagan is also an amazing hairstylist, mom to the incredible Piper, wife to the talented Jake, has a brain filled with silliness and sunshine, and has an uncanny knack for all things stylish.

Reagan's daughter Piper was born with Cerebro Costo Mandibular Syndrome and has never been able to come home, but Reagan has dealt with the related challenges in a manner that can only be described as amazing. Hooray, Reagan!

Here's a little interview with the lady herself:

Q: Reagan, you're one of the most stylish people I know. What are some pieces of yours you're really digging right now?

A: Thanks! Woohoo hooray! This question is easy. My clogs. They are so comfortable and I am currently living in them. I took a nap in them the other day and never even noticed! In fact, I woke up satisfied and better rested knowing I looked cuter and taller in my sleep with them on. My two favorite are my black sunset sandals from madewell and my miz mooz hazel sandals in cognac. Did you hear that i sleep in them? Yes? I love them so much. BTW miz mooz is my best kept secret for shoes.

Q: How do you come up with your outfits? Do you try on a bunch of stuff? Do you just get a lightening bolt of a super awesome idea?

A: I do both. I will sometimes try on 20 outfits because it bothers me all day when I don't like what I'm wearing. That sounds really shallow, but getting dressed is one of my favorite things to do! I love to put things together, hooray!

As for the lightening bolt, sometimes Jake will be talking to me about life and just when he thinks I listened real hard, I actually just lightening bolted my new favorite outfit in my head! Sorry Jake, what, do you want me to lie about it?

Also, I definitely get inspiration from my favorite people too. Alexa Chung is my favorite dresser in the world, i try to not just copy, but she's made me more open minded to trying things on in different sizes instead of what fits like a glove. She also gets me wanting to mix less femanine pieces with my heels and girlier items. I love her for that.



Q: I love watching you with your daughter, Piper. Do you have any advice for parents of special-needs kids on how to maintain a positive attitude? (maybe this is a lame question, but I just love how sunshiney you are, and while I've seen you on your bad days, you're always able to pull out of it, and I think that's a huge talent.)

A: Thanks! My best advice is simple: make a huge deal out of the small things. It is just like anything else in life, choosing to focus on the good can really manipulate your actual feelings. Things are really hard some times, but Piper Jane is such a hoot! She lives far away and has never come home, but have you seen her cute little piper hiney-bum? She has to be on a ventilator and that is just a huge nuisance in my opinion, but sometimes she smiles and giggles...and I'm pretty much done for at that point.

It's not easy, and I can get extremely overwhelmed when I start to pick it all apart, but that little pip of a pipsqueak has made my life much better. And cuter. And also a little smellier, but that's alright.

Q: You've also got a huge flair for all things silly. What's it like inside your brain? I'm dying to know!!

A: So silly that I can't even finish this sentence.

But seriously, it's pretty fun in there. Cindy Lauper narrates! Don't be jeal!

Q: Guilty pleasure?

A: This is awkward....the real housewives of new jersey. (crickets chirping)
And big brother.
And sugar too, but I'm working on that.

Wasn't that fun? Isn't she great? Hooray, Reagan! Everyone have a loverly Friday, okay?

one step closer to sleepless nights

Today I turned in the last little form needed for us to be approved for adoption.

CAN I GET A HALLELUJAH?

Thanks.

Now, we just wait two weeks for the agency board to meet and formally approve us as an adoptive couple, and then we will go into a nation-wide database and people can look us up and stuff.

So....more waiting. But it's a different kind of waiting. A good kind of waiting.

YIPPEE!!

On The Rocks - Bad Romance - 4/23/10

Okay, watch this video.

NOW.

Did you watch it? DID YOU?

I love it. I love it because it combines my love for nerdy drama-class-ish stuff with, well, Lady Gaga.

One time I was talking to my little brother and I was all "I love Lady Gaga" and he laughed and then was like "Oh...you were serious..." and I was like "YOU BETCHA I'M SERIOUS BECAUSE SHE'S CRAZY AWESOME".

So, I think what I'm saying is WATCH THIS VIDEO.

NOW.

P.S. Big thank you to my friend Leslie for sending me this link. Watching this video turns me into a three year old. Serious. I laugh and clap and then I'm like "AGAIN!!!"

sunday looks like this (when paul is there)

 

 

 

 

I think the real showstopper here is sweet little Addi mining for gold while holding a little red firetruck. Addi is the mom of the bunch, always sharing, helping clean up...this kid is a gem!

She's on vacay right now and I think she knew we would miss her times fifty, so she wrote us what I am quite confident is THE CUTEST LETTER EVER WRITTEN (dictation taken by mom):

Paul and Andrea-

Bye. I'm visiting my grandma this summer and will miss you. I have fun playing, dancing, jumping, blowing bubbles, playing with toys, playing games, duck duck goose, playing jump inside the circle, singing, and learning about Jesus in Nursery. Andrea I like when you read me stories. Paul I like to climb on you. And I like to snuggle with Paul and Andrea. I like to give big snuggles. Thank you for being my best teachers and my good teachers. I like to hold babies and play at the park. I like to paint and color in Nursery. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I will see you when I get back from my grandma's house.

Love,

Addi

Okay, did you melt? Are you a puddle? If you didn't melt, you're probably the Ice Queen from Narnia, FYI.

BECAUSE THAT IS CUTE.

this is where i post more pictures

 

 

 

 

Okay, so, more bridal shower pics. See the one of my mom (in the middle) with my Aunt Cindy and her BFF Debbie? Aren't they cute? Don't you just want to wrap them up in a Nutella covered pancake and eat them for a snack? No? Just me?

You will of course note the pic of my sister, the stunningly beautiful brunette having a ribbon-covered plate attached to her head. Lovely, no?

And then there's Paul and myself posing in front of the muscle car. You're probably looking at that picture and thinking "Wow, she totally doesn't look like she's about to have a full-blown hormonal meltdown in a public place because Paul didn't follow her dad on the drive like he was supposed to", and you'd be right. I don't look like that at all. More on that later.

Also, Paul? You there? I love you forever times fifty and thanks for still liking me even after I throw a public tantrum.

Really, thanks. (That tantrum was a baddie.)