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July 15, 2014

Planet mobile!
File under: Things I Would Like In My Room.

Planet mobile!

File under: Things I Would Like In My Room.

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July 15, 2014

Rull cute Zara handbag alert.

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July 15, 2014

When I was a little girl, my aunt Therese and her then-husband made me a wonderful book with watercolor illustrations: The Little Girl With Altogether Too Many Names. It’s the day in the life of a girl named Nora (that’s me!) who did the things that I did – she spent time in Grandma’s mint green house,  avoided naptime at her Montessori pre-school, and went to a birthday party … where this Nora character proceeded to disobey her Daddy, eat too much candy, and turn into the dreaded werebaby. (I’m sure I never did such things.)

Along the way she picks up names until, at the end of the day and in a state of sugar-withdrawal obstinacy, she insists her Daddy call her by her full name: Norrina Tetrazini Toscaninni Subaru Albermarle Cake.

I’m thinking of this now, and how prophetic Therese was….

After we found out we’re having a girl, we settled on the name: first, middle, and last. But then that evening M.’s dad called me.

After offering delighted congratulations (everyone was hoping for a girl), he said: “Now, Nora. Let’s talk about middle names.”

“The name is up to the mother,” he stated, but he implored me to include Lakshmi, saying she is the goddess of good fortune and prosperity – such a name would be “good for us all,” he assured me.

Lakshmi is pretty much the definition of smart and powerful so, why not? But I certainly don’t want to give up the middle name I’d picked out: Denise, in honor of my birth-mother.

And then I want to throw my last name in there somewhere, too.

So now we’re looking at [Redacted First Name] Denise Lakshmi Sherman Subbarao.

They won’t all be on her birth certificate – I’d hate to burden her with that legal ball and chain. But they’ll be hers.

One little girl,

Altogether too many names.

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July 15, 2014

My friend Kate revealed to me the other day that she and Julie knew I was pregnant based solely on my Instagram feed while I was in India.
Conspicuously absent?
Photos of booze.
I don’t know if I should laugh or cry.
You know me so well, girls.

My friend Kate revealed to me the other day that she and Julie knew I was pregnant based solely on my Instagram feed while I was in India.

Conspicuously absent?

Photos of booze.

I don’t know if I should laugh or cry.

You know me so well, girls.

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July 14, 2014

Over the Fourth of July weekend we visited the place we’ll be spending the next Fourth of July weekend … you know, getting married and shit.

We are kind of ridiculously on top of this whole wedding planning thing. I mean we booked the venue before we were even engaged — and then went ahead and made one-third of our wedding party, our Flower Girl, from scratch. (The other two-thirds are Maid of Honor Gena and Ring Bearer Zoe.) One year out, we’ve got the menu more or less sorted, the photographer lined up, rehearsal dinner and fireworks-watching/late-night-ass-shaking after-party locations booked, save-the-dates already stuck to fridges across the globe, and friends and family already reserving their cottages and rooms (many are staying for the week, making all my summer camp fantasies come true).

But there’s one rather huge thing I can’t check off the list for many months: the wedding dress. I bought fabric in India and Rachel introduced me to a dressmaker in New York. I have a clear picture of what I want — inspired by my favorite-ever gown — and the dressmaker is really lovely, totally accommodating the fact that we can’t start the process ‘til well after the baby is born. But … my body. Lord knows what state it’s going to be in. And it’ll certainly be a moving target, (with any luck) getting smaller as the fittings go on (though my ability to GAF will be severely compromised, no question).

I will say that I’m glad we’re doing it this way — it gives me a solid deadline for being back in fighting shape (I’m convinced that’s why stars always look great — they’ve always got another huge eyes-on-me event on the horizon.) But … but …

But this is not a post about, gag me, losing the baby weight. This is a post about our wedding, and how excited I am that our baby will be at it — everyone we love from all over the world will meet her at her cutest little fat-cheeked baby stage, and that in itself is miraculous! — and Maine, and lobster rolls, and hanging out with friends…. The tiniest, tastiest taste of the amazing Fourth of July we have in store.

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July 13, 2014

heroes-get-made said: You know Born in the USA isn't a patriotic song, right? I mean, it's a great song, but a lot of people misunderstand it.

fuckyeahtheboss:

it’s patriotic in that it speaks about the country in an honest way. you don’t have to blindly praise your country to be patriotic. it’s a protest song, but a protest song can be patriotic.

The highest form of American patriotism is Bruce Springsteen.

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July 13, 2014

More summer eating inspiration (because the days will pass, we might as well enjoy them).

gasp-shock:

Summer sides for days! I’ve been slowly working through these caprese alternatives as the produce appears at the farmer’s market or as burrata and peaches are on sale on the SAME DAY at Whole Foods. (Enablers!)

  • Cantaloupe + Scamorza + Mint
  • Grilled Eggplant + Ricotta Salata + Dill
  • Peach + Burrata + Tarragon
  • Roasted Red Pepper + Feta + Chive

(via tktc)

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July 13, 2014

tktc:

Green Gazpacho from Bon Appetit is delicious. Omitted the bread and, I reasoned, 2-3 hours of soak time. It’s real good. Great kick from the jalapeños and vinegar but tastes really rich thanks to the yogurt. Plus that’s all it is—vegetables, a couple acids, and Greek yogurt. 

To make before summer is through.
And side note, this is the first summer in my life that I am counting down the days and waiting to pass. November 9th — our due date — feels so far away (though of course I know it isn’t). These 9 and a half months are as long as a school year, and feel just as interminable.

tktc:

Green Gazpacho from Bon Appetit is delicious. Omitted the bread and, I reasoned, 2-3 hours of soak time. It’s real good. Great kick from the jalapeños and vinegar but tastes really rich thanks to the yogurt. Plus that’s all it is—vegetables, a couple acids, and Greek yogurt. 

To make before summer is through.

And side note, this is the first summer in my life that I am counting down the days and waiting to pass. November 9th — our due date — feels so far away (though of course I know it isn’t). These 9 and a half months are as long as a school year, and feel just as interminable.

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July 13, 2014

Dystopian worlds I’ve devoured this weekend. Both highly recommended, especially Snowpiercer.

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July 13, 2014

Summer Sweet Corn Recipes on Saveur (via food52)
Fabulous food photography.

Summer Sweet Corn Recipes on Saveur (via food52)

Fabulous food photography.

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