Ha! I’ve been boring all week. I was laid low by a sinus headache for most of the week which just spiralled into a bout of sloth and self-loathing fed by cold and snow. I’ve…
Posts tagged The Tibbles
The Rock & Roll Pillow
“Aunt Jodi, close your eyes,” Cade shouted as I walked up the stairs at Sister #2’s house. “Okay.” I stood in the middle of the living room with my eyes clothes. Walter jumped against my…
The Tibblesitting Season is over, welcome the Angry Hermit Season
After everyone was buckled, backpacks filled with stuffed animals for Stuffed Animal Day secured, and we could hear the radio Liam was amazed. “Are they really playing Michael Jackson on the radio?” he asked. “It…
The World Has Turned & Left Me Here, or Weezer’s Blue Album makes me feel old
Now that the weather has gotten slightly chillier than it was before, The Tibbles have totally conned me into giving them rides to school. This is not because they want to spend more time with…
He wants to listen to Bob Dylan & yet I have the antiquated notions about music
I was babysitting The Tibbles last week when the new Paul Westerberg song hit my Gmail. Because I have the job of a fifteen-year-old girl, I reacted like a fifteen-year-old girl when I saw an…
Overheard at the bus stop
“Hey Mom, I feel like I have a proton pack on my back,” kid with large backpack. “This is probably how it feels to be a Ghostbuster.” “I started being nervous two nights ago,” Girl…