Insulation Confrontation- The Sequel

This needs insulatin’, too. The insulation guys are upstairs. So, I’m assuming that our crawlspaces are being done up. (Hopefully the right side up this time.) There was a momentary glitch this a.m. when a neighbor flung my lawn chair (previously gracing a parking spot in front of the house) into a different neighbor’s yard. Then he parked his car. So Nora and I ran outside to a) retrieve our chair and b) give an evil eye to the chair flinger. {Read More}

Time for smaller jorts!

I was all set this morning. Yep, I knew what issues were going to be blown to smithereens and how pointedly- and yet self-deprecatingly- I was gonna lay it down. And then Nora needed breakfast. Again. (Just like yesterday!) And then while she was playing so happily with a mixture of kitchen utensils and bath books, I decided it was a good time to work out; i.e. thwack at the Wii Fit with a half-dead Wiimote.  And after the usual guff {Read More}

One. Week. Left. (What pressure?)

To Whom It May Concern; It has recently come to my attention that the master bathroom shower vent has fallen to the floor. Due to its previous placement (above the aforementioned shower), newer problems have shown themselves in the form of gaping ceiling holes (okay, only one, but I’ve seen enough X-Files episodes to know how this can end) and frequent bursts of really warm air that, with the addition of a warmer water temperature, can turn into really, really {Read More}

It’s kinda like camping.

Shameless self-promotion: the ‘Snapshots’ festival that 20% Theatre Chicago produces every year is this weekend! One of my better one-acts is featured, as are two pieces that P.J. gets to rock. Come play! Thursday through Saturday at 8pm, Sunday at 7pm. Strawdog Theatre, 3829 N. Broadway, Chicago. Email at twentypercentchicago@yahoo.com for reservations (and a good time.) Business done? Yes? (Not even remotely.) Yes, we have a new house. Yes, I’m wildly pregnant. But no, I don’t feel like blogging about {Read More}

Why yes, those ARE little daisies on my toenail.

We are almost at 5000 hits, people. Let’s do this. (And yes, I realize that people who get Google Reader updates and the like don’t necessarily count in the overall tally, but…I’m a very tangible person. Tactile, even. Some might say tangential.) Last Tuesday was the 20 week appointment wherein we got to see Bitsy Baby Schoeny. And P.J.’s chin, my nose, and the feet belonging to someone awfully antsy. It was wild to see the kiddo’s jaw opening and {Read More}