snowball effect »
I took the girls out for breakfast this morning, because yesterday we were snowed in. I tend to get cabin fever. And quickly. So I was itching to get out first thing this morning, and the timing was made all the more appropriate by daylight savings time. Let’s hear it for springing ahead! So we [...]
tragedy! »
Two days ago, Pea left a red crayon in her pants pocket. Red! Bright red! This is the first time it’s ever happened, although I’m sure not the last time it’ll happen. And it got washed in hot water with a load of her and Coco’s clothes and made it’s way into the dryer and [...]
what’s old is new again »
Our neighbors in Fort Worth were a lovely older couple, in their seventies, who became surrogate parents to my family while we lived next door to them. Jack, a retired banker, would take care of my garbage and recycling while my husband was out of town, taking it to the curb for me. He’d cut [...]
periods, commas, exclamation points, oh my! »
It seems to me that the universal theme of bloggers is that they love words, in all their manners of conveyance… books, magazines, newspapers, blogs. Am I right? My husband seems to think so. He gave me a book called “Eats, Shoots & Leaves: The Zero Tolerance Approach to Punctuation” recently, and I just started [...]
poop & potties »
I mentioned in yesterday’s post that Pea just refuses to stop and have her diaper changed. It’s infuriating. She will run around, stinking up the joint, and when one of us asks her if she has a poop, she will defiantly answer “no.” And we know she does, so we take the opportunity to explain [...]
you get the good part and I get the crap… literally »
Wow. I knew I could count on all of you to give me some insight; some sage words of wisdom. I always wonder, when I post a “gripe” like I did last night, how is it going to be met? Am I going to be told that I’m ungrateful? Spoiled? Or worse still, a whiny [...]
helping hand »
I’m feeling irritable tonight. I don’t know if it’s the nightmare I just went through of sorting all of my recycling for tomorrow’s pick-up or if it’s my husband’s lack of attention at what might need to be done around the house. I’m leaning towards the latter. While he’s great with the stuff that requires [...]
