I was not kidding. I’ve recently begun a new project. Which means I’ve been talking about it nonstop and whining about it to my big sister. But not so much actually “doing” it. (We all have our process, right?) And it’s a big undertaking; I’m going to attempt to scan and file every single document of importance ever, so that future generations can marvel at my utter inability to throw away a napkin. Picture this- I’ve kept a scrapbook binder of {Read More}
Mrs. Innes Thinks I’m Special- (my pencil says so.)
February 24, 2011 By 11 Comments
The blog is up mighty early today, I realize. There are few people in this world for whom I would early-blog. (Actually, it’s a pretty vast category, but as it’s a rather benign request I’d be more inclined to say no. And depending on the hour in which you asked me, it might not be as pleasant as all that. But why are we arguing so early?) My point is, my darling pal Lori- ahem, Mrs. Innes- asked if she {Read More}
I am so lazy.
February 10, 2011 By 7 Comments
This floor is dirtying my nightgown. “Fast, cheap, and good… pick two. If it’s fast and cheap it won’t be good. If it’s cheap and good it won’t be fast. If it’s fast and good it won’t be cheap. Fast, cheap, and good… pick two words to live by.” – Tom Waits That’s one of my husband’s favorite quotes. And it happens to be attributed to one of my favorite songwriters. I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately, in terms of {Read More}
This was no ordinary unicorn…
December 2, 2010 By 8 Comments
Get to work. Maybe comb that hair. The other day I was asked- by more than one person- what I was “working on” these days. Writing, I replied. Real writing? They asked. Or just blogging? Which made me think. ‘Cause it’s true- what initially began as a creative outlet for my projects and an incentive to keep going has rapidly become the norm in terms of output. And it’s not like I don’t have a plethora of other thingies on which {Read More}
Time for smaller jorts!
August 19, 2010 By 8 Comments
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}
I also call people "Baby" a lot. This bugs certain Big Kids.
August 2, 2010 By 3 Comments
Due to the fact that I am still in Massachusetts, still surrounded by genetically terrific children, and still not convinced that it isn’t Thursday… …May I present a smallish sampling of things I’ve learned about myself? On Speech: Turns out, I abbreviate and nickname a LOT. When my sister asked if something needed to happen and I responded with “potenstsh,” a vehement “IALLY” came from the 4 year-old in the other room. The little guys have also started referring to {Read More}
Now you’re thinking about the taco spoon, aren’t you?
July 12, 2010 By 5 Comments
There’s something quite special about waking up on a Monday morning- and feeling like you’re already way behind. Here’s the problem: On the weekends, I like to play this game called I Have No Responsibility. It’s true. I don’t know where this bad habit came from. I’ve never in my life had more to do on the weekends and have never been better at disregarding it. It’s strange. Most weekend mornings, Peej and Nora let me sleep in ’til the 7 {Read More}
Hoodies, hoodies, everywhere.
March 18, 2010 By 6 Comments
Okay. This weather. It’s been pseudo-springtime here for a couple of weeks and it’s been fantastic. Sure, it gets chilly again at night, but it’s been quite the welcome reminder that spring is coming. Earlier this week, however, the weather people told me that it was gonna be close to 70 degrees today (noaa.gov- that’s right, I use NASA’s weather people). I have been so excited for this day to get here that I [mentally] planned out three or four {Read More}
