The Cast

Well, first, a little about the star of this shit show-moi.

I am Erizzle or as my husband refers to me Mamala (that would be mama with a la on the end which would be how we Hebrew/Yiddish speakers endear someone).  I am a patent attorney by day, and, coincidentally, one by night as well because that's what happens when you strive for a promotion. In my spare time-well I really don't have any. I play the role of stay at home mom the minute I walk into the door and between cooking, cleaning, and child rearing I'm pretty thin stretched.  I do love to cook and bake, and my latest thing is learning how to decorate cakes with more than just frosting.  I'll probably post my exploits, escapades, and forays here since no one else I know really seems to give a shit.  Sorry!

In other news, I'm happily married to the most wonderful man in the world: He-rizzle  He-rizzle is an entrepreneur who works from home (lucky  bastard).  When he's not working, he partakes in a plethora of hobbies and activities, including, but not limited to, hunting, fishing, golfing, and any other activity that I have no desire to participate in (I repeat: lucky  bastard!)  We've been married for what seems like an eternity, which I guess is both good and bad eh?




Awwwww, so happy together!

 



And when we're not getting married we look like this.  

 After much struggle and military precision-like planning on my part (and clomid, acupuncture, and praying too), we finally were blessed with our darling little baby girl, Wee-rizzle.  I had a flawless easy pregnancy until pre-eclampsia hit, and one emergency c-section, panic attack while they stapled me shut, and magnesium sulfate and other drugs later, there she was over a month early on May 19, 2011.  She was still a butterball though, weighing in at 6lbs11oz and at 21'' and appeared to be anything but a premie!  She's the absolute light of my life, and when I'm not with her I feel like my heart is missing. At just shy of 8 months, she's already proven herself to be one smart, mischievous little lady, and the minute she gets more mobile I'm completely fucked.  Teenage years?  Forget about it!  Screwed!

With one shaggy lookin' Daddy

Mom, seriously?  I look like Baby the Hut from this angle!

With the infamous Cookie Jar.  I hate that the thing, she loves it.  Obviously she wins.

My life would not be complete without the bundle of love known as Sofie.  Sofie is my eight year old border collie who, in all sincerity, is a ray of sunshine in my life.  Few things in this world make me feel more overwhelmed with giddiness than when I see her bouncing ears as she walks.  She's the cutest thing in the world, and she will forever and always be my first baby.

My two girls!  Wee-rizzle is 4 months in this pic.  Wow, time flies!

Next up we have Mr. Sampson.  He is a 1.5 year old Zuchon which is the really designer, hip way of saying he's half Bichon half Shit-Tzu.  He's white, he's fluffy, and he's a canine vacuum cleaner.  Seriously, he's eaten a cornucopia of shit off the ground, including his own shit.  He's also a bed hog, blanket stealer, has terrible allergies that leads to him licking himself to the point of bleeding and sores thereby requiring underwear while sleeping so his wee wee isn't cracked and bleeding, and must follow me into the bathroom. But, he's pretty cute and a real sweatheart so I still love him!

Then, there is Brutus.  He's a 9 month old mastiff and a total pansy.  Seriously, a cracker is more threatening than my little gentle giant.  He doesn't do much other than chilling out and running after Sofie when they're outside in the yard. Well, he does eat.  A ton.  But he's a total sweetheart and a welcome addition to the family!

Last, but most certainly not least, is little Lulu.  Though no longer with us in the physical sense  I like to think my little kitten is playing with bottle caps in our family room in spirit.   I miss her terribly, even thought it's been two years since she was put to eternal sleep. I especially miss her  in moments like these, where I'm sitting and typing on my computer and still, without thinking, expect her to jump in my lap to watch the cursor move. You may be sitting there saying "it's just a cat," and to that  I say fuck you. She was a critical member of my family and an integral aspect of my life, and has forever left a paw print on my heart that will never fade.  As I said, I miss her dearly, and she will always be a member of my family.

Little Miss Lulu.

It's a small cast, but it's quality not quantity, right?

Okay, fine.  I'm aware I'm a loser.  You don't have to rub it in!