My eyelids are not what they used to be. They are obviously out-of-shape. I don’t know if they need a heavy exercise regimen (blink, blink, blink) or less usage (i.e. more sleep) but they better start pulling their weight. I don’t want to see my mother’s eyes looking back at me when I look in […]
For AT, sorry it’s not in Portugese: [audio:http://domesticpsychology.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/01/ziggy-stardust.mp3]
Doug is so busy coding today that I’m getting auto-responses from his computer. My parents are visiting Parsons, so no grandchild sleepovers with the grandparents this weekend. Sarah is on a class trip to the art museum in Atlanta and I’m more than a bit jealous. So, here’s a fuzzy cell phone pic that I […]
I’m not part of the cool bloggers club, so I don’t get to award perfect posts or give great writers the attention they deserve, but this post is a must-read. Start at the beginning and read every word. No skimming. All parents think that it’s somebody else’s child who does such things. Some of us […]
If somnambulism is sleep-walking, what is sleep-driving? You know, your eyes are open and you seem to be awake, yet you have no idea how you got to your destination because you drove there on some sort of sleep deprived auto pilot.
Yesterday afternoon I found a soggy diaper tossed on the stairs. It’s not unusual to see such a sight, since Evan strips and throws everything on the steps, whenever he can get away with it. I casually grabbed it to put it in the diaper pail and out rolled a, umm, whatever cute euphemism you […]
Should I be concerned about the high school teacher who encourages students to bring in roadkill for his taxidermy hobby? I think I’ll just be happy that there are not bats in our freezer any more.
Chicka Nuts didn’t like Little Miss Sunshine. I thought it was wonderful. On the other hand, everyone in the world except me loved Adaptation and Lost in Translation. The popular Cold Mountain was the most depressing thing I have ever seen on screen. I love Wes Anderson movies EXCEPT for The Life Aquatic. With the […]
When your husband says that he will always warm your feet for you, he’s not telling the truth. There will come a day when he’ll recoil in horror and shriek like a girl about the temperature of your feet.
Betty Spaghetty body parts scattered on floor. Looks like a crime scene.