At the ZOO!!

Daddy has seen better days:



Fear not, my primate chum, I will free you!!

Where I go on vacation...

http://www.radaronline.com/photos/image/7597/2009/06/worlds-weirdest-hotels#image-load

Still kickin'

Greetings babies! I haven't forgotten about you! I know it's no excuse, but I've been very busy lately! In addition to the usual bags of fan mail, photoshoots and working out (almost bikini season!), I've been sampling new flats around town. Harsh economic times have resulted in a "delayering" of staff and we've lost a few henchmen. That means that I have to do all the moving myself. It isn't easy zeroing in on a primo-pad when you have uber-baby standards... maybe the new nest in June will be the A&D for this rash.



Check me out!! I risked being engulfed in flames just for dinner!



Check me out- I can read all myself.

I'll be back soon!!

Sorry for the leave of absence, babies! I am in the process of zeroing in on a new bachelorette pad and have been having trouble keeping up with the gossip. The entourage and I will be upgrading cribs (hopefully) later in the week for the second time in a month. Your guess is as good as mine as to whether or not Comcast can pull their noggins out of their tushes and get the Internet working on the first try. Happy Easter!

Stella-isms

If Snoop can have his own language, then I sure as heck can. If Snoop can make little braids cool- I will make wild frizziness cool.



Here is what we have so far on the abridged Stella-ictionary. Help yourself learn how to speak like the uber-baby you know you are:

PA! - Pacifier
Koh-whee - Cookie
DEEEEee - Deer
UPAH! - Up
Go-ber - Grover
Elma - Elmo
ARRRRrrrroooouuuuu - Coyote
PPPTTBBGGHT! - Elephant
AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! - give it NOW

more coming soon...

I tried acting, I tried music...

I think I am done with showbiz. I tried out for "Ms. Lawrence of Arabia" and did a bit of dueling piano (my other half was shamed by my innate talent). I finally decided that my calling is simply looking cute and being photographed by the paparazzi. They are far better than Spielberg at catching me in my finest moments- whether that be a burst of rage because I can't have cheese when I want it, or grinding feces into the carpet- just because I can, or extreme snuggles when Daddy gets home, with extra emphasis on ignoring the fact that I was a bad girl the entire day prior.

Our first graduate from Stella's School of Trantruming

Well done to the class of 2009! I think the student has outdone the teacher.