I’m extremely lazy. Or exhausted. Late at night, I can’t tell which it is. And it’s been causing some guilt. I like to call this guilt- Floss Guilt. I know I should floss. I spent 6k on my teeth in the past handful of years alone (not to mention Braces 1.0 that was sponsored by my folks between ’90-’92. It didn’t “take.” Some may blame a latent latex allergy; I happen to know that I have evil teeth.) But by {Read More}
Gonna need a bigger Mama Bear mug.
March 22, 2010 By 7 Comments
Okay, the weather was amazing on Thursday. And Friday. Like, 70 degree amazing. Open the windows, happily spring-clean (when it’s so gorgeous out, it doesn’t feel like cleaning. More like moving stuff around so the breeze can hit everything) and force my child out of doors- that kind of amazing weather. I took Nora to our neighborhood park and met a woman who had perhaps just been handed her baby. She was incredibly impressed with everything I was doing for {Read More}
Oh boy OH BOY!
February 25, 2010 By 4 Comments
After the psychotic terror of last week’s escapade, I think I was due for some good luck. And what’s luckier than someone else cleaning your house? NOTHING! I’ve always [since 1988] been excellent about keeping a room/ bed/ secret-detective-office, etc/ decently clean. I still do. But there’s just something about that one area of the bathroom/kitchen/couch that always needs cleaning. And you always clean it. But every now and then (say, every five months or so) that you have an {Read More}
My B.
February 26, 2009 By 3 Comments
That’s what my brother-in-law Tom says when he does something wrong. My B. It’s almost like saying “my bad” is gonna take up too much time; let’s just lock & load and fix this thing. My B. Anyhow, I’m terribly sorry for being such a lax blogger. My [B]B. Posting is the only thing I’ve let slide in the recent rush of deadlines and activities…except maybe advanced personal grooming. (Is that an acceptable use? You know, when people are mucca {Read More}
