This is another one of my favorite sites, they are just the cutest little family, and their writing always makes me grin. I bet they can make their comments section work, harumph! The title of this piece is “Eleven things my daughter has asked me to draw pooping.”
Today I went on my daily Target run, and, heaven forbid, I forgot my cell phone. So instead of driving around chatting to waste some time, Lucy and I went to the park. And she saw tree’s spouting flowers. And she was just so happy. She squealed and laughed and attempted to leap out of […]
Taken from this article at the New Yorker online… MOM: Pass the wine, please. I want to become crazy. DAD: O.K. GRANDMOTHER: Did you see the politics? It made me angry. DAD: Me, too. When it was over, I had sex. UNCLE: I’m having sex right now. DAD: We all are. MOM: Let’s talk about […]
What do you do when you’re stressed and the only solution seems to be a 12-pack of beer? But you don’t really want to get drunk because there is too much to do? No, it is not rhetorical. I’m actually asking! Help!
Where have I been?! Good question. Well, I’m still dealing with the frustration of not being able to fix whatever is wrong with Movable Type, so I still can’t enable comments. My webmaster is laying in bed where he has gotten up about five times today, and each time it was only to puke and […]
