The wha-? Okay, we all have an announcement to make over here- there’s gonna be another little[r] Schoeny. We’re having a baby! In early October, as a matter of fact. (And considering that I’m the only member of this family without a birthday in the month of October, I’m either really special or just a specific type of carrier. Because- without getting too detailed- this was not the planned month. Guess we weren’t in charge of this one.) But I gotta say, on {Read More}
Ranty McRanterson
March 14, 2011 By 7 Comments
Okay. Listen. (And, incidentally, have you ever noticed how people only say “listen” when they’re sick and tired of doing so, themselves?) I’m tired of listening. The studies and articles about delusional parents and the improbability of parental happiness need to dwindle out, please. It’s getting really old. This study from Time.com, in a nutshell, set out to prove that the more miserable parents were with their daily stress/boredom/noise levels, the happier they pretended to be. Even this one from {Read More}
Birthdays are for memories.
March 10, 2011 By 2 Comments
My youngest sisters turn 24 today. I, frankly, am shocked. Shocked because I’m pretty sure I’m still 24, and they’re definitely…a year or two younger than me. Or so. Ballpark. Also shocked because a good part of my childhood was spent doing really, really fun things that had incredible potential to damage one or the both of them. (And can’t twins feel each other’s wounds and stuff like that? So- definitely both of them.) Do NOT leave us alone with her! {Read More}
I read The News, too.
March 7, 2011 By 6 Comments
Am I the only one who thinks Bruno Mars’ song ‘Grenade’ sounds like it could be a B-side from Thriller? Anyone? (…Aaand I just Wikipedia’d him and saw that the singer/songwriter/producer is heavily influenced by Michael Jackson and Motown. RESEARCH.) But seriously. It does. And while I generally leave the in-depth musical analysis to my darling sister Em, I’d be remiss if I didn’t comment on at least a few of the [startlingly dark yet catchy as anything] lyrics: I’d catch {Read More}
It might be Laying Down Time soonish.
March 3, 2011 By 5 Comments
Hide n’ seek foyer time. There are few things nicer than lining up hordes of Little People (the teensy, plasticky ones- not folks with dwarfism) and shoving them into neon-colored houses and miniature fairy castles. It helps if one’s assistant is a miniature, round-cheeked gal herself. Farm equipment and bus stop accessories optional. Nora loves her toys. Loves putting them precisely where they ought to go and then belly-flopping them into smithereens. Both activities make her so happy that it’s hard to {Read More}
I even wore my best hoodie.
February 28, 2011 By 4 Comments
Back to work. So I didn’t win Best Parenting Blog. But, as I also didn’t win Best Scientific, European, or Technical Blog, I can choose to look at this a few different ways, all positive. I don’t know where I’m going with this, but I feel good about my decision. Also, this frees me up from having to write about “parenting” stuff every day. I mean- REALLY. Oh, I kid. I would, however, like to thank the superbly nice folks {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}
A kiss for luck and we’re on our way…
February 21, 2011 By 4 Comments
Crazy kids. First off, a big ol’ smoochy Thank You to everyone who bloggily voted. As clichéd as it sounds, I was stoked to be a top five nominee…and surrounded by stellar loved ones/fans/readers with top notch internet service. Results next Sunday night! Meetcha by the Twitter feed. I’ve got anniversaries on the brain as of late. This past Friday was the 37th wedding anniversary for my folks Deb and Dave- or, more commonly, Mim and Pop. (I actually coined both {Read More}
