I finally got to meet my sweet little nephew. My sister and her husband brought him to LA last week. He’s happy and easy to love. A “good” baby my mom calls him. But still.

We had to eat dinner at 6 pm. And stop for naps. And boobs. He didn’t like the car seat after 27 minutes so we couldn’t go too far. This little guy is already used to life in Austin, where everything is less than 26 minutes away. And he’s not into walking yet, so the stroller has to come along everywhere. There sure is a lot of stuff needed for every minute of a baby-day, I had no idea. He’s adorable, of course. But sheesh, I’m pretty sure I’m just not cut out for it.

Though it does feel like everyone I know either has one or wants one. Babies are so the right accessory these days. Think I’ll start with a dog.

A porcelain reusable cup for coffee whores.

Most of us recycle, use cloth shopping bags and own water bottles. But then go and throw away a cup or two each day. Now you can stop.

My friend DJ just got hers at a coffee shop in Venice for 22$. Yes, it can go in the microwave too. I don’t even drink coffee and want one. It’s made by DCI but their site says they are sold out, they are catching on. So here’s another place to get one:

http://www.organize.com/i-am-not-a-paper-cup.html/

His 13 year marriage ended and he hopped online to date the same month. Red flag for me, but some women don’t mind. I prefer a guy who’s been alone just a few minutes. And ya know, is actually divorced.

But he was determined, and dated 50 women in 18 months. Some he just met once. And some he saw a few times. Exhausting huh. But for this couple it did work out. For me, only 41 more to go.

Here’s his story and a photo from the NY times:
 
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/07/05/fashion/05generationb.html?_r=1/