TMI – again

Since Evan quit nursing, my bra has developed a wrinkle. As a reward for two years of nursing, there should be a consolation fitting and bra at Victoria’s Secret after weaning is completed.

Wassup?

There’s a storm brewin’ in the sky. It should hit as I’m driving across town later this evening. Doug is downstairs having a mini-meltdown because he won’t be able to sit in the basement programming all night. Tommy is playing WoW as usual. Sarah is having trouble catching her flag after she throws it in […]

Jefferson Airplane/Starship is. . .

Love songs, name changes and a concert in the UT Martin smells-like-a-horse arena. When you go from Woodstock to small town Martin, TN, I think it’s time to retire your music career. Artists from Woodstock who I’ve seen in concert: Starship, The Who (Atlanta) and John Sebastian (Mud Island).

sleep or play?

Did we ever decide who gets to use those three movie tickets for tomorrow night at 11:59 at the Pinnacle? Six sold out theaters? That’s a lot of people driving home past their bedtimes.

Sarah says:

“The flag fee is only gonna be $200 this year and she needs it now but we get to keep our costumes.” Um, yay? Dear Knox County Schools, Do not send home coupon books for my children to sell. Do not ask for the addresses of all my friends and family members so you can […]

pot calling the kettle black

Helicopter parents and the damage they do to their own children is a pet peeve of mine. I have been pulled into the fan blades and watched the wounds inflicted enough to go past avoiding the phenomenon to campaigning against it. I observe silently and hyper-analyze after the fact, but I try to stay out […]

music that makes me think of my parents. . .

Hearing The Fifth Dimension, Roberta Flack, Barry Manilow, Neil Diamond, The Bee Gees, Elvis, Doris Day, Jan & Dean, Bobby Sherman, Donovan, Tony Orlando and Tom Jones take me to another place in time with my mother. Usually in the car. I drift back somewhere with my father whenever I hear The Statler Brothers, Johnny […]