Sunday, February 26th, 2012
On the Red Carpet
As predicted, Phil didn’t win his Spirit Award category. But we had a blast. How can you not with Jameson Whiskey as the sponsor? I only dumped one glass of water (by accident) on a studio exec. Oops. I managed to leave the awards twice to pump in my car. Since I had a sundress on–all one piece–I basically had to get naked as kids and parents frolicked in front of me. I hid behind the steering wheel as best I could. I looked like a lurker. Then I dumped the boob milk in a nearby bush. It needed to bloom so I gave it the proper nutrients to do so.
The red carpet was insanity. Complete mayhem. Was wild. I had no idea I’d be walking it with him (thus my first drink was slammed moments before the feeding frenzy). Of course no one knew who we were, but they snapped us as if we were mega stars. And we stood there cracking up at how ridiculous this all was.
Today my proverbial slipper has fallen off and I’m back to changing diapers, getting peed on and asking Fia if she has to poop in the potty. Naptime can’t come soon enough. For all of us!
Phil Being Interviewed
I'm not the wife, but rather "Table Guest"
Friday, February 24th, 2012
First Best Screenplay
On Saturday Phil and I will be at the Spirit Awards. It’s the independent film version of the Oscars. He was nominated for Best First Screenplay for writing Cedar Rapids. Here are the others he is up against. I suspect 50/50 will win (hard to compete with cancer), but I’m just proud of him for getting the nomination.
What is a bummer is we haven’t even been able to get excited about it. Between his other work projects that have been incredibly stressful and the new baby, plus juggling Fia and getting used to a family of four, I feel like we are just ships passing in the night. I feel like I literally run from one thing to another with no time to breathe. I’m hoping that this weekend will at least give us the chance to revel and reflect on our good fortune. It’s a shame when you have these amazing things happen to you, yet you’re too busy/stressed to celebrate. I need to do the same thing with Emmett. Bask in him gracing our family. I do at times, but so much of my attention is split between him and Fia and life in general (cooking, grocery shopping, paying bills) that I know I’m missing some moments.
I didn’t have time to go buy a new dress. I’m wearing shoes from Target. And I’m going to be really sexy lugging my breast pump with me. But hey, at least we’re getting out for the day. It’s on the beach in Santa Monica in a big tent. Drinks start at 11:30, then brunch, then the awards. I’ll post pictures!