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Jake, November 26th 2013
Wow, September huh?
All kinds of new things, here is where I type them up.
Recently, my dad had a pretty serious health scare. It was terrifying but he survived because three college boys were brave and saved his life. I learned a valuable lesson to act quickly and not second guess my intuition. You never know when you could be a hero and steal the hearts of an entire family of Bakers <3
He is recovering quickly. Thank heavens.
My Piperjane. I remark daily about how tall she’s grown and how pretty she is. These are such good things..but the best things about her are how smart and unique she is. I love those things.
My new apartment. I love. It’s so small, but it’s so perfect! I gotta finish it and put some photos up…especially since I’ve almost been here two months already. Oh boy, settling in is a process that stopped being fun after like two weeks. But there are loads of dogs in my building and I pretty much have a come apart every time I walk into the hallway. So many greeted licks. I am smiling just thinking about them!
One of the first things I need to do is cover my windows with more than my sheer-lacy curtains. I happen to be getting great exercise with all the fast pantsless running I do to dodge the windows so that my neighbors don’t see me no-panted. I get nice light in here and I like the sun popping through first thing in the morning, so maybe I’ll just keep up the pantsless window dodging for now.
I get emails pretty often asking if I’m dating. Such a weird topic for me to talk about! A little yes and a little no and a lot of probably should keep that to myself. How boring of me, right? Plus I’m too embarrassed to talk about smooching. My mom reads this!
I’ve only got a couple of months left in my 20s. I’m looking forward to 30 just fine, but sometimes I still can’t believe I’m old enough to drive a car. Woah, life. It just zooms on by.
I have a nephew on the way. My first nephew! He will arrive in Atlanta sometime this winter. I think about him every day and I’m chomping at the bit to meet him!
Reagan, September 20th 2013
My friend, Rachel, came up to see Pip with me last month. Rachel is one of the most talented lifestyle/portrait photographers I’ve ever known. She has a brand new, nursing baby, so she only had 30 minutes with us..it was last minute and pouring rain outside, plus pip wasn’t in all that good of a mood, which you really can’t tell at all by these photos. Rachel is basically a miracle worker.
Also, I’m completely in love with a 6 year old toothless smiler.
Thank you, Rachel. These photos mean so much to me.
Reagan, July 27th 2013
As long as I’ve lived in NYC, I’ve lived in a beautiful neighborhood uptown called Washington Heights. It’s above Harlem, on the westside, but below Inwood which is the last neighborhood at the top of Manhattan before the Bronx. The apartment buildings are beautiful, mostly prewar with all the character you’d ever want. It’s the highest point of the city, so the views of the Hudson River, New Jersey and even downtown are hard to beat. There’s flavor. Some streets are almost entirely Jewish, and others are primarily Dominican and Puerto Rican. It’s not uncommon to find children playing in bursting fire hydrants during the summer. Kind of like an urban sprinkler. I walk by them and smile, singing “…I’m still Jenny from the Block”.
I’ve watched my neighborhood change. In the beginning, I felt like the only blonde in my early twenties. In the last few years, Washington Heights (WaHi) has become so young, and there are a handful of restaurants that would even be considered trendy and delicious downtown.
I’ve watched my neighbors grow up. The little girl next door was a toddler when I moved in, now she’s in elementary school. The disrespectful boys downstairs grew up to be sweet teenagers who hold the door open for me when I walk in the building with my groceries. The owners at my bodega know me by my first name, and I see the same old man in navy track pants on my running path each morning.
Next week I’m moving downtown to a teeny (they call it “cozy”) one bedroom. It’s a short walk to Union Square, a short walk to work in the West Village, and a short enough commute to see my Pip. I’ve been so excited for this change, and I still am, but with it being my last week uptown, I’m suddenly feeling nostalgic something crazy. I can’t leave my apartment for anything without running into a friend or acquaintance. It’s so comforting to know an area so well. I’ve lived here almost as long as anywhere else, and that’s in my whole life.
Moving downtown symbolizes so much for me. Most importantly, I got this apartment on my own. No guarantor, no borrowing money, just me and my own credit and my own savings. It’s hard to get your own place here. The approval process isn’t much different to rent here, as it is to buy somewhere else. There are so many people looking, a landlord can pretty much ask for anything they want, because if you don’t go for it, the person looking in 5 minutes will. I’ve lived many years being told I was too immature or too irresponsible to take care of myself. I knew it wasn’t true, and seeing the little and big things that prove I was right about myself feels like sweet success.
I’m excited and nervous and excited again for this new adventure. This is pretty fun.
Reagan, July 26th 2013
Hello there! What’s new? Plenty here, weee!
I hope to get into more eventually, but first I’m here to ask a big favor from you.
(Maybe I don’t deserve to get favors because I basically never write anymore, but just in case you are interested?)
I’m running the New York Marathon this November, I signed up today in fact! And I have decided, that for the first time, I’m going to raise money for a charity. I’ve always wanted to do that, but I’ve always felt slightly nervous about all the pressure of running for a cause. Here are my concerns…What if I can’t raise the money? What if I get injured and can’t run but I have this charity depending on me? What if it’s freezing marathon morning and I want to run the other direction (to warmth)? I want to run real real fast so that I can do this great charity justice and what if I’m slower than ever?
Despite all my concerns/fears I’ve decided to do it. The perfect charity fell right into my lap, and I knew I had to. It’s called Crutches 4 Kids, and not only can you read about it, but you can also donate to it by clicking this link below, or the picture up top…
I’m excited to be running on behalf of a charity that will help so many children, so quickly. I’m raising $2,700, which will really provide a lot of assistance for these kids. I imagine their quality of life will sky rocket once they have a way to get themselves to school/play with the help of the walkers/crutches your donations will provide for them.
I hope you’ll donate! I really do! It means so much to me to be a part of such an incredible event, that raises so much money.
Thank you! I love.
Reagan, July 16th 2013
Welp. Pip is a teenager. I trimmed her hair yesterday and decided it would be funny to give her a toddler-pageant queen blow out…but immediately regretted it when I realized it made her so much older. I am amazed at what beautiful hair she has, so that was fun to see it all smooth and styled, but again, shock..total shock at how big she is. She has lost all of her front teeth. The final one came out on Saturday afternoon. I keep all the teeth in a cute little box like all psycho moms obsessed with their children do. I remember when I was a little girl and finding locks of my own hair, my teeth and even my dried up umbilical cord in a keepsake drawer my mom had and thinking to myself “ewwwww. my mom’s basically a stalker..”. Which brings us to today! I do it too! I don’t have her crusty old umbilical cord, but I have hair, teeth, etc.
Anway, that’s it. And some cute pics. Miss you guys!
Reagan, April 22nd 2013
I feel like writing!
I’m cat sitting right now. I cat-sat a little kitty named Poe recently for two weeks, and now I’m sitting for Petit Minou, who’s mama moved to Miami. Between the two of them, I’m considering getting my own little kitty. Truthfully, I’ve been considering a kitty for a long while now. I want an orange one. (PS I pronounce “orange” like “Oreenge”.). I have a name picked out and everything. Also I have found a store that sells people leashes for cats so I can take it on walks. I plan to stage him getting stuck up in a tree so I can call the fire department. I probably wont end up doing that, but if I did I bet they would have heard way sillier reasons for calling FDNY just in that very hour.
One of my besties is getting married in a few months. I’m a bridesmaid and couldn’t be more excited if I tried. I love this friend as much as Piperjane loves destroying Christmas. Also, a wedding in October in Upstate New York that will come up quicker than you know it. Can’t wait.
Today I tried out Barry’s Bootcamp. The treadmill part was easy (I’m a decent runner so I was like “I got this!”) but the weights portion killed me dead. I have an exercise club with a few friends where’s we try out different fitness classes together. We’ll be trying out more things like areal yoga and hopefully classes that teach us flips as well. Working out with girlfriends can be a bond enhancer. I mean, these two friends have seen me at my ugliest and smelliest. That’s got to count for something!
Piperjane keeps loosing teeth. She wont let me look on purpose, so I just stare at her mouth obsessively for hours until she accidentally opens up wide enough for me to catch a glimpse in. I freak out and laugh and point and call for the nurses and she is like “get a life right now or at least try your best to pretend to”. We are cooking up a serious super secret handshake. On top of the greatest fist bump (my dad always called them bumpsies) known to mankind, and the single most moving high five of your lifetime, pip now does the “pinky swear”. All this AND she’s a trustworthy friend? Yep, tell her your darkest and she wont say nothin’ about nothin’ to no one. (but might I mention that enjoying free presents and a beautifully decorated bedroom on Christmas is way out of the question)
My little brother got married last month in Utah! So many weddings! So many marital status changes (wink!) where to begin?!
I bought a juicer! I was spending a fortune on juices so I finally invested in my own. I have the Breville Juice Fountain. I don’t follow any recipes and I swear my juices are better than any I’ve every bought. When I’m making them, my body is literally freaking out about all the nutrients that are about to be consumed.
Have you seen Jeff, Who Lives At Home? I’ve seen it three times.
Have you seen Les Miserables? I’ve seen it twice. I sang along quietly.
Where to end this list? I guess by saying that I’m so happy. Happy and peaceful. Man alive-the peace that I always knew I would have again, I have it. And I will forever, mark my words.
Reagan, January 14th 2013
I had a great idea to transform Pip’s room into a Christmas wonderland. I slept over with her and waited anxiously all night for her to wake up and enjoy all the hard work I put in….10 hours of paper snowflake making, wrapping each present carefully and thoughtfully, lugging all the presents and decorations to her house..
Here’s how it all went down. By the way, I can’t stop watching this video.
Reagan, December 26th 2012
Hi everyone! Happy Friday!
I wanted to pop in and ask you to please head over to my good friend Miggy’s blog where she is spotlighting a very special boy named Raphael today. Raphael is a beautiful little boy in Eastern Europe who needs a family to love him. Even if you aren’t in a position to adopt, there are other ways you can help.
If there is one thing I can say that I love most about blogging, it’s that it provides opportunities to help people all over the world. Stories like Raphael’s can reach people like me and you. Please take a few moments to see how you might be able to help Raphael today.
(ps, i had a rough day yesterday. i put myself to bed early because i was feeling sorry for myself over what now seems like the most mundane of problems. waking up early and reading about Raphael (and Molly) really touched me. i consider myself very lucky to be friends with someone like miggy, who has created such a wonderful place for people to connect.)
Reagan, November 30th 2012
A few months ago, the sweet people from Calico Critters reached out to me and asked if I wouldn’t mind if they named a critter after my Piperjane. My response was “Screamscreamscream. yes. Screamscreamscream.”
Anyway, they named the most adorable Chocolate Labrador Triplet after her. For some reason I picture her being the one in red. If not, don’t worry, they’ll all be naked very soon. The two things she does with her Calico Critters, is undress them, and carry as many around as she can.
I love the description. It’s the truest of truths in all the land.
I’m so proud of that Pip.
Reagan, November 19th 2012