I have all five kids here today. It’s only 8:30 and I’m already ready for a nap. They are destroying my house and in the process making houses for their pet rocks. Nolan will only…
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The story of a rocknapping
Jaycie made pet rocks for everyone. Mine is Spike, the orange rock on the right with the blue leash. She came with a nifty birth certificate listing her likes and dislikes. I loved her immediately…
Things I am really, really done with, a new list to replace the last list
Dysfunctional family drama. Never have I been so thankful that my sisters and I diffuse our tense squabbles with passive-aggressive sarcasm. I like that much better than whispered snark. Potato salad. I love potato salad…
Things I am done with, a list
Catching up on more episodes of Dawson’s Creek than I am comfortable admitting to you. Finding the perfect calendar for the new Web site. Picnic-style family get-togethers located north of 394. Three weeks of extended…
Breaking on through to the other side*
Last night I had a creative breakthrough on a Web site I’ve been working on and pondering for, oh, I don’t know eleventy billion months. This is the kind of project that I’ve told only…
One of my many problems with the time-space continuum
Here’s the thing with Thursdays, I often think they are Fridays. This is why my garbage bin is currently heaped to overflowing and the recycle bin runneth over. This is why I am sitting in…