…Kinda like Blueberries For Sal. …Only with less bears.
Ten Years Later.
September 12, 2011 By 2 Comments
I’m not much of a Bandwagon-Jumper…nor am I inclined to be a Dolores Downer (my Mom’s name is Deb- and she’s rather peppy), but I’d be extremely remiss in not acknowledging the 10th anniversary of September 11th. It seems like everywhere I turned yesterday, there were flag wavers, remembrances of the day, and country lyrics galore. Well, I have no country lyrics for you (except, randomly, I do have Folsom Prison Blues stuck in my head), and the only flag I {Read More}
These Are My Current Events, Darnit.
September 8, 2011 By 4 Comments
THIS is what “30s With Kids” looks like.Hoodies and kitchen floors.Nary a sensible handbag. Okay, now I’m not one to dwell [overmuch, publicly] on things, but… Seriously. The ending of the seventh Harry Potter movie (Part 2, if you will, of The Deathly Hallows). And I swear that this is not a spoiler. Not unless you like wardrobe choice to be a tightly held secret. (Like a royal wedding!) Yeah, yeah, Voldemort (we can say his name now, yes?) and Snape and {Read More}
Gettin’ Back To Nature- And Potentially The ER.
September 5, 2011 By 1 Comment
Happy Labor Day! Communing. Why are you reading this today? Go! Go outside! Good God, man, it’s almost winter! (However, if you’re not reading this until Tuesday or later, I’m quite hurt- wounded, really- at your disloyalty.) There, now. I think I’ve sufficiently alienated everyone. Onward! The reason that I’m able to post today is because of my daughter’s proclivity towards 4am Beanie Bear tea parties in her crib. Thusly, she faceplanted at an ungodly early 10am for her nap, {Read More}
He’ll Be The Prettiest Of Them All!
September 1, 2011 By 3 Comments
Why do you need another? Before we continue on to The Pressing Issues, I’d like to acknowledge that I’m just as sick of the pregnancy talk as you are. Maybe even moreso, since I’ve got the pregnancy thought and the pregnancy insomnia. What I wouldn’t give for a good anecdote from the club. (It doesn’t MATTER which club- so long as there’s a decent bar special and a questionable DJ.) That said, as I am 33 days away from having another {Read More}
Emily From The Block.
August 31, 2011 By 2 Comments
(It’s always fun to have a pal really close by. Like, across Kedzie.)
What A Guy.
August 29, 2011 By 1 Comment
Home sweet miniature home. And Now… A Love Letter To My Husband To Thank Him For His Endless Works O’ Awesome (A.K.A A Very Public Plea To NOT Leave His Increasingly Insane Wife)- Dear P.J.: You are terrific. Really. No, wait, lift your head back up out of your coffee mug/desk/computer screen- this’ll be worth it. You are so incredibly tolerant and so incredibly choosy with your words. Specifically the cuss ones when you think Nora/our unborn child will hear {Read More}
