This will be what I call a Grandmother Post, as in you may have to be C’s grandmother to be interested. We are going to talk about her diet. In detail. Fair warning. I am the proud owner of a terrific eater. And yes, I own my child. I lug that incredibly leggy toddler around like […]
We had three months left in our contract in Korea when I checked out. An end in sight to our two year stint gave me acute senioritis, hating everything distinct to the culture but also all the things that really weren’t. Kimchi and sidewalks both had to go. My body got into the spirit of […]
I just have one little question for you. It’s this: That was easy, no? I have never done a poll on the blog before. I evidently thought about doing one, though, because when I went to make the one above I found this one in my poll queue. It was from before C (AKA Bebe) […]
I am obsessed. I am obsessed with Anne Lamott’s wondrous book Bird By Bird. I am also obsessed with the word “wondrous” because I have used it no fewer than 65,936 times in the last week, and I have no intentions of retiring it from my vocabulary just yet. Lamott has given me the kick […]
There are bloggers among us who are mercenaries. I am not one of them. I write for free and pretty much all you have to do is look at me nicely and I’ll beg you to let me write for you. I have two guest posts this week. One is over at Psychobabble where I regale […]
I’m coming off a high induced by playing a rudimentary version of Hide and Seek with C. After dinner, I put in The Fox and the Hound just to see if she was interested in watching it. She wasn’t, but she was wily. She was ready to play that brand of play that possesses babies […]
I don’t know what is wrong with me, but I feel bad for the US Postal Service. It’s kind of like an aging great aunt who, in her youth, thrived as a courtroom lawyer in all-male Atlanta, but now that she is older smokes three packs a day and insists that the Sears Towers is […]
Disingenuous Elmo is not the opening act of the opening act of the opening act of MGMT at Coachella. It is the theme to much of my first year of parenthood. One of the real neat things I do when I get thrown into a situation in which I have no idea what I’m doing […]
Have you ever had an idea that you know has potential but you don’t want to execute it yourself because the last time you did that, you ended up with burnt English muffins when all you wanted was a mini pizza? I was thinking about stupid wine tasting terms the other day as I looked […]
The Waiting 