Sweetness
June 13, 2003my upstairs neighbors had a beautiful baby girl named nola lee. she has the pinkest lips and cheeks.
i stood over her as she slept. five, maybe ten, minutes passed by without a stretch or a shift from her.
“she laughed earlier,” said her uncle. “no, she didn’t,” laughed his wife. “well, she smiled,” he said. i shot him a knowing glance as if to say, i believe you.
i could have stood there forever, just watching her. just marveling at her preciousness.
when i came back downstairs, rama said i smelled like talcum powder.
I'm Christine, and this is a slice of my life—a sweet, rich, wildly indulgent slice that would taste really good with a scoop of Breyers vanilla bean ice cream. Read more >>
I run a darling, friendly, little graphic design studio.
I look on the bright side.
I take photos. Lots of photos.
I wish on stars and on websites.
I built my first web site 7 years ago and got 15 seconds of fame. (It changed my life.)
I launched, then relaunched, an online magazine.
I admitted to several embarrassing crushes.
I consumed more bacon than any human should and lived to tell the tales.
