Before children, I always had a book in my hand. After children, books slid further and further down my priority list. Once in a blue moon I will get a book and savor the pleasure, but time and limited choices somehow prevent me from staying on the high that I get from a book. I […]
Despite the paper clips helping it run and the speaker magnets required to keep the door closed, our dryer finally died. Just to keep our family clothed (except Sarah, she could go weeks without clean laundry), I visited the laundromat for 3 quick visits this past week. Since everyone else in blog world leads glamorous […]
“I don’t wanna swim in that lake. There might be sharks.” When we were young, my parents took us to a company owned cabin on Pickwick Lake several times each year. The best thing about the trip was the nickel slot machine and the roll of quarters each child was given to use or keep. […]
I’m a bad person who likes to whine about my neighbors to the faceless Internet. I’m not talking about the pot farmers who are there now or the “house is haunted” people before them, but the ones we called a cross between grifters and gypsies. The ones I complained about here and here and here. […]
Before tomorrow’s newspaper brings yet another story on the consequences of mistakes, let’s review: 1. Someone makes a mistake. 2. The mistake makes the local and/or national news. 3. The public judges the person before the legal system does. This is where people get confused. You do NOT deny, lie, blame or act worse. Instead, […]
I think I’ll write a simple little program for the school system’s computers. It will have alarm bells and warnings to keep “this child’s file” on the Vice-Principal’s desk whenever one of our boys enters a new school.
When I am clearly strung out, Doug likes to ask me what would make me happy. It is half rhetorical and half serious. I know he would do anything feasible, but I also know he feels there should be something he can do to change my mood. This morning he asked the question just after […]
I was too young and stupid to learn from my great-grandmother about the “signs” in nature which forewarn of weather extremes. I pitifully attempt to be aware of the environment, but my accuracy is lacking. I’m pretty good with tornado predicting and the pressure in my head tells me when a big rain is pending. […]
Sarah: “I made straight A’s on my report card.” Me: “Hooray! Good job!” Sarah: “Can I have my computer back now?” Me: “Is your room clean?” Sarah: “Which is more important?” Me: “Both.” Sarah: “Grrr.” Me: “Wednesday is Talk Like a Pirate Day.”