From the monthly archives:

November 2007

Me, A to Z

November 28, 2007

The delicious Amanda tagged me for the alphabet meme that’s making the rounds, and frankly, it’s just in the nick of time.
We’re in the home stretch of NaBloTooManyBlogsToRead and I’m in a shitty mood. It’s the holidays, and soon I’ll be resuming my list of all the reasons I hate Christmas.
By the way, how about [...]

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Overheard During Storytime

November 25, 2007

The Poo: Mommy! Read this to me.
Mommy: The little dog laughed to see such a sight, and the dish ran away with the spoon.
Daddy: (sotto voce) Hey, you pretend you’re a dish and I’ll pretend I’m a spoon. Whaddaya say?

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Pie On The Brain

November 24, 2007

What flavor of pie are you?cherry
you are a sweetheart but you like something tart every once in a while

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Quizzes and Personality Tests

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100 Words Of Fiction

November 23, 2007

I stole this idea from Fizzledink. Thanks, Fizz!
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I still think about the girls, their long auburn braids swinging as they ran through the schoolyard to meet me.
We’d hold hands and talk about their day, my love for them growing steadily and reluctantly, all warm kisses and sticky, needy hearts. Their palms in my own brought [...]

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This Urbanan Life

November 22, 2007

Our days on the prairie have acquired a gentle ebb and flow.
We rise early and get ready for the day, making the rounds from preschool to the library to the mall playground, and back again.
The Poo grows every day, it seems, the curves of her face becoming ever more angular. The music is quiet now, [...]

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“Chicken And Yogurt” Wouldn’t Have The Same Ring

November 21, 2007

The Poo eats yogurt. As in, eats it. As in, puts it in her mouth and ingests it.
A true Thanksgiving miracle.

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Hell Night

November 20, 2007

I have a whole new appreciation for my mother these days.
I can never remember a time when our house wasn’t clean. She always had a batch of fresh cookies in the jar, and she sewed countless outfits for special occasions: Halloween costumes, orchestra concert ensembles, a skirt for my 12th birthday celebration. Dinner was always [...]

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It’s Been A Good Run …

November 19, 2007

… but J. Crew, we may have to break up.

Channeling her inner disco ball.

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She’ll Always Be Brand New To Me

November 18, 2007

Our flight was relatively smooth yesterday, despite a potentially holiday-wrecking hiccup.
Somehow a certain airline whose brand-name dominates this category of CAC managed to book The Poo and I on one flight and Mr. C on another.
After several tense minutes waiting for standby seats we all got on the same plane.
Our tickets for the flight out [...]

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High Anxiety

November 17, 2007

While you’re reading this, I’m sitting in tin can hurtling through the sky at a gazillion miles an hour, holding on to the armrest as if that will ground me.
I hate to fly. Hate hate hate. It’s not your normal “I hate to fly, goddamn airport delays, stupid baggage gets lost, all that teeming humanity” [...]

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